Total pages in book: 173
Estimated words: 174632 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 873(@200wpm)___ 699(@250wpm)___ 582(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 174632 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 873(@200wpm)___ 699(@250wpm)___ 582(@300wpm)
“I guessed that since you don’t smell,” he said dryly.
“Papa!” She reached for the cloth, but he paused and looked at her.
“The only way I stop is if you say your safeword. Understand? If you want to stop, you say it. Do you understand?”
Whoa.
He was so incredibly hot.
“Yes, Papa.”
“Good girl. Now, let go.”
She let go of the cloth and he continued to clean her breasts and belly before moving to her pussy. He even placed one leg up on the side of the bath so he could access her easier.
Lord help her.
By the time he was finished, her skin felt so sensitive and she really wanted to demand that he kept touching her.
But all he did was lift her out of the bath and dry her off as efficiently as he’d washed her.
She wondered how Ian and Jack were getting on. Guilt filled her. She should be with them. Instead, she’d fallen asleep.
Slap!
“Ouch! What was that for, Papa?” She rubbed her sore butt cheek.
“I said something to you, but you were too far in your head to hear me. Your focus needs to be on me.”
“You’re very needy.”
“And you’re very sassy. Turn around and face the mirror.”
She gulped as she saw the look on his face, hesitating. But this was Jameson. He wouldn’t harm her. And she’d said that she would give herself over to him.
So she turned.
“Good girl.”
Okay, whatever was about to follow was worth hearing those words in that tone.
Yum.
“Spread your legs and lean forward. Grasp hold of the edge of the counter.”
She did as ordered.
He surprised her by picking up the hair brush. Was he going to spank her with that? She tensed but all he did was start brushing her hair.
She watched him with a narrowed gaze as he braided her hair efficiently. Then he put the hairbrush down.
She relaxed.
That was a mistake.
Jameson ran his hand down her back and over her ass.
Smack!
“Ow!”
“You are very sassy, precious girl.”
Smack! Smack!
“I’m sure that Jack loves that cheeky mouth.”
Smack! Smack!
“But you need to be careful with it or it’s going to get you into trouble.”
Well, yeah.
Sometimes, she might like that trouble, though.
The spanking was a pretty light one. If anything, it just turned her on. Although she wasn’t going to tell him that.
Then he drew her up so her back was pressed against his front. She stared into the mirror at him.
He looked so calm.
At peace.
She wasn’t sure she’d ever seen him like this. Even when he was smiling and being charming, he didn’t look this relaxed.
Was it because of her?
Because she’d surrendered fully for him?
Well, she’d do her best to give him more. Taking a deep breath, she relaxed into him.
“Good girl, you’re going to give me it all, now?”
“Yes, Papa.”
“Precious girl. You’re being so brave. And that deserves a reward.”
Her face lit up. “Ice cream?”
He laughed. “Okay, perhaps a small bit of ice cream. It has been a trying day for you.”
Turning her, he took her hand and led her out to the bedroom. Then he lifted her onto the bed on her back. Without a word, he sorted through her suitcase and drew out her pajamas.
“Knickers, Papa?”
“No knickers tonight. These pajamas are cute, but I’d also like to get you some of those all-in-one pajamas with the feet and hands enclosed. With a bottom flap.”
Okay, now she wanted those too.
He eyed her with interest, a small smile on his face. Then he started pulling the pajama bottoms up her legs. She had to fight against the urge to help.
Although she did raise her bottom up for him slightly.
Then he sat her up and pulled on the top, buttoning it closed. Her cheeks grew red, need filling her as his hands brushed her breasts.
But he never deliberately touched her nipples or even paid that much attention to them.
Poor, neglected nipples.
Finally, he put on a pair of fluffy socks that she’d never seen before.
“Ian told me you like fluffy socks,” he told her. “I bought these for you.”
He had? She’d only worn them a few times.
It was really sweet how much attention he paid to the little details and getting her some just because she liked them.
Lifting her onto her feet, he led her into the living area of the hotel room.
“Sit down.” He gestured to the couch before returning to the bedroom and coming back with Ziggy and a blanket which he tucked tightly around her.
“Do you think Ian and Jack are all right?” she asked worriedly.
He crouched in front of her. “They’re two grown men who are trained to protect themselves and others. They are fine, I promise. I’m going to order us some dinner and then we’re going to do a bit of shopping.”
“Shopping?”
“Yep.” He got on the phone and, without asking her preference, ordered her dinner.
She’d expected to feel annoyed at that. But it was a relief not to have to think.