Total pages in book: 122
Estimated words: 124140 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 621(@200wpm)___ 497(@250wpm)___ 414(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 124140 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 621(@200wpm)___ 497(@250wpm)___ 414(@300wpm)
This was so much better than being on her own.
She drank half the bottle which had a vanilla taste to it. It wasn’t plain milk anyway. Maybe a protein drink?
“Well, it’s enough for a start. Maybe you can have another one later. Let’s get you dressed. Then perhaps you’ll want to play for a while Papi juggles a few things around.”
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Fuck.
She was adorable.
So cute that he wanted to pick her up and carry her around with him all day. He wanted to bundle her up in bubble wrap and never let her leave his sight.
Possessive, much?
She’d looked so small and helpless in the bed this morning. As though a harsh word might break her.
He had about a million things to do. But they all seemed inconsequential to taking care of her.
He’d dressed her in a pair of bright blue panties with an image of a treasure chest on the front.
Yes, there was a double meaning there.
Then he’d put her in a long-sleeved dress. It was a deep emerald color that made her eyes pop. Most of the things in her closet were pink, but now that he had a chance to dress her, he realized that green and blue suited her more.
“Let’s do your hair.”
She gave him a skeptical look.
“Don’t worry. When Ortega was younger, he refused to cut his hair and grew it out longer than you. I had to take care of it for him. I know what to do.”
He sat her down on the floor in front of the bed while he combed her hair into sections that he then braided. When he was finished, her hair was tied up in six braids. Each one had a ribbon on the end in different colors.
Standing, he reached down a hand to her.
“Let’s go take a look at your toys, all right?”
As he said it, he knew that he shouldn’t have worded it as a question. She shook her head and pointed at the pacifier he’d put on the nightstand by the bed.
“No, you can have it back when you have your nap.”
She scowled at him. Then she brought her feet up and stomped them down on the floor one after the other.
“Are you stomping your feet?”
She continued to glare up at him.
“Tantrums aren’t allowed. You should know that.”
She just gave him a stubborn look and then got up on her knees to reach for the pacifier.
Oh. So naughty.
All right. Obviously, she needed to know where her boundaries were.
He plucked the pacifier from her hands and put it up on a high shelf. When he turned back, she was slamming her feet on the floor again.
“I’m sorry, Pequeña. You can’t have the pacifier all the time. It’s not good for your teeth. And, unfortunately, I can’t let you get away with a temper tantrum, either.”
He sat on the bed, then reached down to pick her up. He placed her on her feet between his legs. “It’s naughty to throw a tantrum just because Papi says you’re not allowed something. That’s not the sort of behavior that can be allowed to continue.”
She gave him a stubborn look.
To be honest, he was grateful to see her looking more animated. It
was unusual for her to be so quiet and reserved.
“Right. It’s five over my knee for the tantrum. And five for reaching for the pacifier when you were told no.”
He put her over his lap, then raised her dress over her ass and lowered her panties. She squirmed on his lap. He gathered her tight against him.
“Since you’re not talking at the moment, you might not be able to say your safeword if you need to. So if you want to stop, hold your hand out in a fist.”
She nodded.
Without any more build-up, he started spanking her bottom.
Slap! Slap!
He paused for a few seconds, but she didn’t make a move to stop him.
Good enough.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
He stopped again to rub her bottom which was now pink. Her breath was coming in hard pants.
“All good, Pequeña?” he asked.
She nodded slowly.
“Good girl. You’re taking your punishment well. That was for the temper tantrum. The next five are for disobeying Papi, which is a bigger offense, and normally you’d get more spanks than this. Something to remember for next time.”
He didn’t like spanking her too much while she was in this state of mind. A small reminder that she needed to obey him would hopefully work.
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
By the time he was finished, her shoulders were moving with small sobs and her bottom was a deeper pink. He gathered her up, turning her over and holding her tight.
“That’s it, Preciosa. Good girl. My very good girl. You just let it all out.”
He held and rocked her, murmuring to her until he felt her move her head back. Glancing down at her, he was unable to stop himself. He kissed her lightly. He started with her nose, then her cheeks, before brushing his lips against hers. Her mouth parted and he lazily explored her with his tongue before drawing back.