Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 43571 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43571 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
“You like being a dirty girl, don’t you, Kenzie?” he growled into my lips, his body so hot and so hard against me. I could feel his huge cock throbbing against my pussy through his shorts and my bikini, making me so freaking wet I was sure he could feel it soaking into his gym shorts.
“You like being a bad little girl, and being a little fucking brat, don’t you?”
I whimpered, nodding and biting my lip as I looked up into his eyes.
“Apparently, you didn’t learn the lesson last night,” he growled, kissing me hard. “Apparently, some bad girls just need to be disciplined twice.”
“Maybe I do,” I panted.
Lincoln growled before he slid off of me. I gasped as he pulled me up, and then suddenly flipped me over, right across his knees.
“Since last night didn’t teach you, it looks like it’s up to me to show you how bad girls get punished in this house.”
Oh God…
“That what you’re looking for, you little brat? Looking for someone in charge to punish this bratty little ass of yours?”
I whimpered, moaning and feeling my face get bright red as I looked at the floor, bent over his knees like that. My ass was up in the air, and I could feel his hand move over the small of my back. I could also feel his huge cock, throbbing right against my tummy and twitching as I squirmed on his lap.
“Yes,” I gasped, panting.
He leaned down, his lips brushing my ear.
“Maybe you just need daddy to teach you a fucking lesson.”
I cried out as his hand came down with a sharp spank across my little ass. I moaned, feeling the heat and the sting teasing through my body as he pulled back and did it again, and then a third time.
“Count for me,” Lincoln growled. “Starting with this one.”
His hand came down on my ass again, and I cried out.
“One!”
“Uh-uh,” he murmured into my ear, his hand soothing over the skin. “One, what?”
I hesitated for a second, but then I knew what he meant. I knew what he meant and my whole body trembled with lust.
“One, daddy.”
Lincoln’s cock throbbed against me, and he growled.
“Good girl.”
His hand spanked my ass again, and I whimpered in pleasure
“Two, daddy!”
SPANK.
“Three, daddy!”
I cried out, my whole body on fire and the heat between my legs so hot and so wet I was sure I was leaving a wet spot on his shorts. I thought he was about to bring his hand back down, but suddenly, his fingers hooked into my bikini bottoms, and with one strong pull, he yanked them right down my legs to my knees.
I moaned, feeling his eyes on my bare ass and knowing he could see my little wet pussy glistening between my thighs.
“Fuck, Kenzie,” Lincoln groaned, his cock throbbing so hard. His hand slid up my thigh, making me whimper and moan as he gripped one cheek of my ass tight in his hand.
“Fuck your ass looks so fucking sweet all red and pink like this. So punished like this. It tells me you’re a bad little girl who needed daddy to spank her bratty ass to show her how to behave.”
I cried out as he slid his hand to other cheek, grabbing me and spreading me wide for his eyes.
“Jesus,” he growled. “So. Fucking. Wet. Maybe my little bad girl is enjoying this too much.”
I started to shake my head, panting as my whole world spun around me, but Lincoln stopped me with his hand sliding between my legs. I cried out as his fingers slid over my slippery pussy lip, sending heat exploding through my body.
“Good,” he growled lowly into my ear. “I want my baby girl to get wet like this when daddy spanks her. I want to feel how wet this bratty little pussy gets when I touch you.”
His finger eased inside of me, making me moan as he started to stroke the thick digit in and out of my soaking wet pussy.
“You saw me watching you outside, didn’t you?”
I nodded, panting.
“So you saw what you do to me, didn’t you, Kenzie?”
I moaned, knowing what he meant, but when his cock throbbed against my tummy, there was no doubting it.
“Yes,” I whispered.
“Have there been other boys?”
He growled the question out, his voice tight with barely contained heat and warning.
There hadn’t been. Like I said, boys my age had always been either fumbling and lame, or else way too pushy and demanding, and not in the good way.
I shook my head. “No.”
“No? No other boys who’ve put their hands on this tight little pussy?”
I shook my head again. “No one,” I whimpered.
“Good girl,” Lincoln purred into my ear, and when his thumb brushed my clit, I moaned loudly.
This is what I’d been waiting for — why I’d waited, I guess. I’d wanted this — the mix of tender and yet firm. A real man to make me squirm and beg for it.