Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 47579 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 238(@200wpm)___ 190(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47579 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 238(@200wpm)___ 190(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
Following him inside, she waited for him to make a big deal about her screwup. To her surprise, he simply drew her close to unfasten and remove her helmet. He stripped off his as well and set both on the seat of his motorcycle.
“Invite me in, Caroline.”
She stepped forward to press a quick kiss on his lips before shifting back to take his hand. Tugging him to the door, she said, “Follow me.” Thank goodness Wraith remembered to press the button lowering the door.
Once inside, he asked, “Bedroom? Living room? Kitchen table?”
CHAPTER 3
“Kitchen table?” she repeated, struggling to keep her jaw from dropping.
“We’ll save that for round two.”
“We will?”
He didn’t answer but scooped her up in his arms. Instantly, Caroline froze, afraid to off-balance him. Surely, he couldn’t handle her weight. “Where’s your bedroom, Little girl?”
“Upstairs. I can walk. I’m too heavy,” she blurted. How embarrassing would it be for him to have a heart attack halfway up the steps?
Wraith shifted her effortlessly, lifting her up to drape over his shoulder. “No comfy ride for a Little who speaks badly about herself.” He smacked her bottom with a ringing slap and turned to stalk up the stairs.
Afraid to move in case she pushed him off-balance, Caroline stayed as still as possible. Little? Oh, God. He is a Daddy! That slight taste of punishment made her wonder what a real spanking would feel like. Her gaze focused on his rounded ass. The powerful muscles flexed with each step he climbed. His heart rate didn’t seem to change at all.
When he reached the top of the stairs, he stalked into the bedroom at the end of the hall, guessing correctly that it was hers. With a flick, he turned on the overhead fixture. Bright light flooded the room. He popped off her sandals as he strode forward to the bed and tossed them into the corner before setting her feet on the carpet.
“Sorry?” she squeaked.
“You’ll learn,” he answered cryptically before stalking over to the blinds and closing them tightly. He returned to her side and sat on the edge of the bed before drawing her between his legs. “This wasn’t safe, Little girl. Picking up a man in a biker bar.”
“Are you going to hurt me?” she asked, surprised that she wasn’t afraid of him at all. Pure excitement and anticipation filled her.
“I’m going to spank your butt for taking such a chance and then I’m going to make you come so many times you’ll wonder which one was the punishment,” Wraith told her as he reached for the button at the top of her jeans.
He had it unfastened and the zipper pulled down before she had processed that statement. “That’s a big promise,” she said with a laugh, trying to be cool, while mentally praying he wouldn’t be disappointed in her body.
“Fact, Temptress.”
He hooked his fingers into her waistband and pulled the heavy denim down to her knees before she could react. In another split second, he’d draped Caroline over his hard thighs. His hand rubbed over the red lace panties she’d worn to feel daring.
“These are pretty. I’d love to see you in flowery cotton or perhaps something padded.”
Caroline’s brain went into overload at that statement. Cotton like Little girl panties? Padded? He didn’t mean diapers, did he? Did Daddies really like those? Surely that only happened in books.
He hooked a finger into the waistband of the frilly garment and slowly dragged them over her skin. She had plenty of time to protest but had no intention of missing a spanking from this man. How could he sense that was one of her fantasies?
With her panties dragged to her knees as well, he stroked his hand over her naked flesh. His touch felt electric. Caroline was so wet. She glanced over her shoulder, afraid that her curves would have turned him off. The ravenous hunger on his face erased that worry from her mind.
His hand rose and hesitated. That brief pause caused her anticipation to mingle with sudden doubts. What was she doing? Caroline bit her lip to keep herself from begging him to let her go. She wasn’t going to allow herself to wimp out now. His palm descended quickly. Warmth flared over her skin.
“Ouch!” she yelped.
“You didn’t think your spanking would hurt?” he asked, adding two more sharp swats.
“No!” she blurted, lying. Reality stung much harder than it sounded in a sexy book.
“Tonight’s a perfect time to learn.”
Wraith scattered each slap in a different spot on her bottom and upper thighs. Each spank left a patch of warmth that seared into her brain. Caroline sagged over his lap as the heat grew. Soon, the burn blended together.
“You are taking your spanking so well, Little girl. You are not to put yourself at risk. Do you promise me?”
“But….” How could he lecture her on picking up men when he was the one she’d chosen?