Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 67320 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67320 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
“How are you feeling, baby girl?” he asked, his voice a low rumble that I could feel vibrating through his chest.
“Mmm, good,” I murmured, pressing a soft kiss against his skin. “Sore, but good.”
His hand drifted lower, gently cupping my still-tender bottom. The slight pressure sent a delicious twinge through me, a reminder of his thorough discipline. “Do you understand why I punished you today?”
I nodded against his chest. “Because I overspent on purpose. Because I wanted your attention.”
“That’s right,” he said, his fingers trailing up to play with my hair. “You know you could have just asked for my attention, don’t you? You don’t need to be bad to get it.”
“I know,” I whispered, feeling my cheeks heat with embarrassment. “But sometimes… sometimes I like being bad.”
Jax’s chest rumbled with quiet laughter. “Is that right?” His fingers tilted my chin up so I had to meet his gaze. His steel-gray eyes were warm with affection, but I could see the dominant spark still lurking in their depths. “Do you still feel like being a bad girl, Little Lulu?”
I felt a mischievous smile spread across my face. “Yes, Daddy,” I giggled, pressing my body more firmly against his.
His eyes darkened immediately, his grip on my chin tightening just enough to make my breath catch. “Be careful what you wish for, baby girl,” he warned, though his lips curved into a predatory smile. “Bad girls get exactly what they deserve.”
“Promise?” I whispered, boldly reaching down to stroke his cock, which was already hardening against my thigh.
With a growl, my daddy flipped me onto my back, pinning my wrists above my head with one large hand. “I think you need another lesson in obedience,” he said, his free hand sliding between my legs to find me already wet for him.
“Maybe I do,” I agreed breathlessly as his fingers teased the sore, but still needy sheath made for my daddy’s cock. “Will you teach me, Daddy?”
“Always,” he promised, lowering his mouth to claim mine in a kiss that told me everything I needed to know about how much he loved his bad girl.
I cried out as he entered me, fucking hard from the beginning—fucking me the way I knew a bad girl should be fucked. I sobbed as he folded my knees back and used me, his hips pounding like a jackhammer into my punished bottom. And yet I whispered, “Thank you, Daddy,” over and over.
I didn’t come, but I welcomed my daddy’s seed with a grateful cry, when it came at last in my sore vagina. I felt proud of how I could make my daddy come inside me.
“There, Little Lulu,” my daddy said, his voice rough with the pleasure I had given him. “There you go. That’s what happens when you’re naughty.”
I felt a smile break out on my face.
“Whenever I’m naughty?” I asked, my own voice faint to my ears. “Yes, please.”
The End