Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 44898 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 224(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44898 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 224(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
“Thanks, Samuel. Have a great night,” Nora said as her employee headed back toward the front. Nora turned back to the panel, flipped off most of the lights, leaving only the nighttime lights, and then turned to grab her lunch box from the little table in the small break area. “Ready.”
Mateo led her to the front door, held it open for her, and took her lunch box while she locked up. He watched as she gave the door an extra tug to make sure it was secure, proud of her for being careful. “Good girl.”
She beamed. “I like it when you call me your good girl.”
“I’ll be sure to do so often then,” he stated as he took her hand and led her to his truck. “I have a surprise for you,” he told her as he helped her into the passenger seat.
She beamed. “What is it?”
“Guille made us dinner. It’s already at the house.”
She clapped excitedly. “That sounds delicious.”
A few minutes later, he pulled up in front of her apartment.
She turned toward him. “What are we doing here?”
“You only brought enough clothes over for today last night.” He lifted a hand and stroked her cheek. “I was hoping you’d pack a suitcase this time.”
Her eyes widened. “You really want me to spend the night again?”
“And again and again and all the nights forever,” he informed her.
She swallowed hard.
He pulled her closer with a hand at the back of her neck so they were eye to eye. “Am I moving too fast for you, Nora? You said this morning you wanted to sleep in Daddy’s bed.”
“You’re not moving too fast, Daddy,” she whispered in a voice that indicated she was sliding into her Little space. “I just wasn’t sure you still wanted me to.”
“Little girl, you’re mine. I know it deep in my heart. You can keep your apartment for as long as you want until you feel secure and know I’m serious, but I’d like you to sleep in my bed from now on.”
She licked her lips. Her pretty cheeks turned pink. “Okay.”
His heart was pounding as he released her and rounded the truck to let her out. He wasn’t sure what he would have done if she’d declined. He really wanted her with him evenings and weekends, and he was relieved she seemed to be on the same page as him.
She was quiet as she packed a suitcase, filling it with work clothes. He was pretty certain she was trembling a bit, too.
Finally, he stopped her, put his arms around her, and cupped the back of her head. “Talk to me, Little one. What’s making you nervous?”
She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth and held it there for several seconds before releasing it. “Are you really going to spank me when we get to your house?”
He was startled. “Have you been worrying about that all day, Little one?”
She shrugged. “Not all day, but some of the day, yes.”
“I’m sorry, Baby girl. I didn’t realize how stressed you were. Don’t you worry about getting your bottom spanked. It’s cathartic. I promise. If you hate it, Daddy won’t do it, but most Little girls enjoy the release they get from a good spanking.” He’d explained the types of spanking before, but apparently she’d continued to fret.
She chewed on her lip again. Did she have any idea how stinking adorable she was when she bit her lip?
He pulled her closer. “Let’s get you home where your nursery is. I’ll spank you first thing so you can stop worrying, and then we’ll have dinner.”
“If I don’t like it, you’ll stop?”
“Absolutely, if it’s a good-girl spanking.”
He’d known a few Littles from time to time who didn’t like to be spanked, but they were few and far between. It was unlikely Nora was going to find the experience as unpleasurable as she expected.
After closing up her suitcase, he carried it out to his truck, keeping her hand in his the entire time. He hated breaking contact even to round to the driver’s side, and then he threaded their fingers together again and held her as much as possible on the drive to the house.
She was quiet, and she stiffened when they arrived, chewing on her lip again as he led her into the house and straight through to the nursery. Mateo set her suitcase against the wall and turned to her. “Trust Daddy?”
She nodded. “In theory.”
He smiled. “Here’s what’s going to happen. I’m going to take your clothes off, and then we’ll go into Daddy’s room. I’ll sit against the headboard so you can lie comfortably over my lap. I’ll start slow and build up. I promise I’ll check with you often to make sure you’re enjoying yourself.”
“Enjoying myself?” Her voice squeaked.
“Yep. You’ll see.” He lifted the hem of her shirt. “Arms up, Baby girl.”