Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 18319 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 92(@200wpm)___ 73(@250wpm)___ 61(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 18319 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 92(@200wpm)___ 73(@250wpm)___ 61(@300wpm)
She practically squirmed, and her cheeks flushed the prettiest shade of pink. “I’ll be good,” she promised breathily. “I don’t want another spanking.”
A slightly savage laugh rumbled from my chest. “Now you’re lying to me, princess? My naughty girl is definitely getting punished.”
We heard the rattle of a key in the lock on the front door at the same time, and I fixed her with a wolfish grin. “I’m sure Joseph can come up with something more inventive than a spanking.”
Chapter Three
JOSEPH
“Joseph!” Marco’s voice boomed down the stairs from the direction of our bedroom. “I need to talk to you about our naughty girl.”
His words sent lust punching through my body, and my cock instantly stiffened in anticipation. A slightly cruel grin twisted my lips as I took the stairs two at a time, eager to reach my quarry. All thoughts of the stressful Biology exam I’d just finished evaporated from my mind. The prospect of taming Ashlyn consumed my entire being, and my full, wicked focus centered on her.
When I reached the landing, I slowed to a casual stroll, appearing coolly collected by the time I reached the threshold to our bedroom. My gaze swept over Ashlyn where she sat bolt upright on the bed, clutching her tablet to her chest as though it was a shield that would protect her from my discipline. Her cheeks were flushed the prettiest shade of pink, and her lush lips were parted as she drew in little panting breaths. Our girl was already aroused by the prospect of punishment.
I forced my attention to shift to Marco, lifting my brows as I drawled, “What did she do?” I deftly undid the buttons at the cuffs of my shirt and slowly rolled the sleeves up to my elbows. Ashlyn’s soft intake of breath went straight to my cock, and I suppressed a groan of carnal need.
I wanted to play with her before I attained my own release. Fucking her would be so much more satisfying once I had her quivering in my ropes and begging for mercy. The keen urge to utterly dominate her set my teeth on edge, but I mastered my base urges and kept my gaze on Marco. She liked when we discussed her punishments while she listened with growing trepidation and lust. Our sweet girl was rarely naughty, so she must need to be taken in hand for some reason. Our control and care comforted her like nothing else.
I was more than happy to oblige her.
A small smile played around the corners of Marco’s mouth, but he mostly managed to suppress his amusement and appear stern. He had set his sketchpad aside on the desk behind him so that he could cross his muscular arms over his chest, making my fierce friend appear even more intimidating than his usual granite bearing.
“She’s been putting on a pretty pout to try to goad me into spanking her,” he informed me. His dark eyes flicked to her. “You know Daddy’s working, princess. If you’re so eager for more punishment, Joseph can make sure you don’t sit comfortably for a week.”
She squirmed on the bed, and her nipples peaked against the silken fabric of her pink robe, snagging my attention despite my efforts to talk to Marco about her transgressions.
Her wide blue eyes drew me in, and I stopped resisting my most wicked urges. I allowed my lips to stretch in a lazy, slightly feral grin as I prowled toward her. An adorable whimper escaped her lush mouth, and she shrank back into the pillows.
“Joseph doesn’t have to punish me, Daddy,” she protested breathlessly. “We can all cuddle together and watch kitten videos.”
His dark chuckle rolled through the room, and she shivered as though it was a physical caress on her soft skin. “It’s too late for that, princess,” he cooed. “And you’d better address your Master with the proper respect, or he might make you suffer even more. He might not give you an orgasm for a long time.” He released a low hum of satisfaction at the alarm in her lovely eyes. “I think that’s a good idea. Make her beg, Joseph.”
“Oh, I intend to,” I promised, loving the delicate shudder that rolled through her body.
She didn’t try to escape; she froze like a startled doe, staring up at me as I loomed over her. Her breaths came quicker, pushing her breasts up in an enticing display where they pressed against the tablet. Her knuckles were white around the device.
“But you like the unicorn kittens,” she reminded me breathlessly. “Let’s just watch together.”
I reached out and plucked the tablet from her hands with a cruel smile. “That’s not what you really want to do, is it, angel?” Never taking my eyes off her, I spoke casually to Marco. “I’ll need my rope. And a flogger. The mean one.”