Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 75209 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75209 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Hawwt.
Gah!
“I was scared for you. I didn’t want you hurt. And I—” Okay, here comes the brutal honesty. “I don’t know what I think about you telling me what to do.”
I brace myself for another hard spank and hiss in a breath when he cups my ass in his hand instead. “Good answers, Vera. Those were very honest.” I feel the warmth of his chest at my back when he brings his mouth to my ear. “Daddy likes it when you tell him the truth.”
Oh. Dear. God.
Why is that so fucking hot?
I could get into this. . . With just a little more persuasion, I could. . . totally get into this.
“Good little girls who do as they’re told get rewarded,” he says warmly, the tone of his voice melting me into a big old pile.
Oh, do they?
What might. . . that look like?
With deft fingers, he unfastens my skirt and tugs it down over my heated ass. Oooh.
I’m hardly breathing as he parts my legs and sinks one blunt finger between my folds.
“Oh God,” I whimper. I’m so swollen, so wet, so intensely turned on I feel like I’m on the edge of coming already. “That’s so—my God—how did you know?”
“Know that a spanking from Daddy turned you on?”
Not just that, I want to tell him. My God, it’s everything. The spanking, being over his lap, the whole Daddy thing.
“I didn’t know. I theorized. See, I’m a scientist, too, baby, just like you. I had a hypothesis, and I tested it. And it looks like I’ve made my own breakthrough.”
He circles my clit with his warm, rough fingers and my hips jerk of their own accord.
“You’re a naughty little girl who likes this. You come alive when Daddy disciplines you. You crave more of this, more of me. This is probably what you fantasize about when you touch yourself, isn’t it? Tell me the truth, Vera.”
I nod. I have been fantasizing about the dirty things Markov could do to me the second I met him because he oh-so-easily replaced my collection of Jason Bourne fantasies.
“Tell me what you imagine when you touch yourself.”
“I don’t—-”
He spanks my ass, hard. Shit, that hurts like hell over naked skin.
Why do I want him to do that again?
“Don’t lie to Daddy, Vera.”
How does he know I’m lying?
I squirm uncomfortably on his lap. “Well, yes. I imagine you tying me up. I imagine. . . this. Being over your lap. I imagine you lecturing me before you spank me. I imagine. . . like. . . maybe you. . . using things on me.”
“That’s a good girl,” he says in that voice that makes me melt. “Like what?”
“Like. . . that time you used your belt. Or maybe. . . I don’t know, something like. . . to keep my wrists together. I. . . I’ve only read about these things, and I don’t know what I like or want.”
I breathe out and complete the melting process. I’m literally boneless now.
“But are you willing to find out?”
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Nikko
I never imagined Vera would come alive like this.
“Yes. Yes, Daddy,” she says. She can’t even look at me when she says it, and she’s doing that adorable thing where her cheeks get all bright red. But the woman’s as aroused as she’s ever been, and I’ve barely touched her.
Fuck.
“Open your legs,” I say in a growl. Her obedience is the most erotic aphrodisiac I ever could’ve imagined. My dick is painfully hard when she obeys immediately.
But she still needs to learn her lesson.
I spank her pretty, perfect little naked ass. “What do you say, Vera?”
“Y-yes, Daddy,” she breathes as she parts her legs.
I stroke her until her back arches.
“Beg Daddy for your climax, baby. Beg me.”
“Please,” she begs in a choked whisper. “Please, Daddy.”
I stroke her clit until she comes, her back arching and her voice a jumbled chorus of whimpers and pleas. She’s still coming when I lift her onto the bed.
“Touch yourself. Keep going, baby. Keep touching yourself.”
I unfasten my belt as she obeys me, her lips parted as she comes so fucking hard. I fasten it in a loop around her wrists and secure them before I lean back on the bed and position her over my mouth. I savor every lick, the taste of her scorched into my memory like a brand. And when she comes on my mouth, I savor the way she moans in pleasure until she falls beside me, her eyes fluttering closed.
“Good girl,” I whisper, leaning over her. “That’s a good girl. But we’re not done here, Vera. You’ll learn to obey Daddy. That was your reward for taking your first punishment like such a good girl.”
“My—my first, Daddy?” Her eyes are half-lidded staring up at me.
I nod. “It’s my job to make sure you know that will never happen again. Ever.” I tip my hand under her chin. “Will it, baby?”