Total pages in book: 153
Estimated words: 154595 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 773(@200wpm)___ 618(@250wpm)___ 515(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 154595 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 773(@200wpm)___ 618(@250wpm)___ 515(@300wpm)
Now, she felt even worse. Like she’d completely disappointed him. Tears dripped down her face.
“I’m sorry, Grumpy Bear.”
He grunted and ran his hand up and down her back. “Tell me what happened.”
“I had a nightmare last night after I went to bed. I can’t remember what it was about exactly. But when I woke up, I couldn’t breathe.”
“Fuck.”
“I think I was having a panic attack. I grabbed Squish and hid in the closet.”
His arms tightened around her. “Fuck. Fuck, girl. You should have come and gotten me. Straight away.”
“You were working.”
He grunted. “I don’t give a fuck. If you’re ever scared or upset or hurt, you fucking call me. Got it? And you do not ever, ever hide anything from me.”
“Are you going to punish me?” she asked.
“Not tonight. You need to sleep. But tomorrow, yeah, you’re getting spanked and spending some time in the corner.”
Darn it.
He drew her back, wiping his thumbs over her cheeks to catch the stray tears she hadn’t realized had gotten free.
“You are more important to me than anything or anyone, baby. I am not happy that you kept all of this from me. But I am even more upset that I didn’t realize this was going on.”
“It’s not your fault. You’re busy—”
“That is no excuse for neglecting you.”
“You’re not neglecting me, Daddy.”
“I don’t think that’s true. I should be here every night to put you to bed. Tomorrow, you and I are spending the day together.”
“Really, Daddy?”
“Yes. Really. Now, what can we do tonight to help you sleep, hmm? I’ll get you a bottle.”
“Gray?” she asked as he stood.
“Yes?”
“I think . . . maybe it might be best if I talked to . . . to a professional?”
His gaze warmed and he cupped her cheek. “I’ll do some research into someone suitable, all right?”
She sighed. “All right.” She’d had to talk to a therapist after the cult had been invaded by the FBI and she hadn’t liked the woman she’d been assigned to. But she knew that not all therapists would be judgmental and mean.
Gray moved over to the drawers and grabbed out the thicker panties. She didn’t know why she liked them so much. But they definitely put her in Little headspace quickly.
He drew off her pajamas and slid the panties up over her legs, settling them on her. Then he put her in a onesie.
“Wrap?” he asked.
She shook her head. She didn’t like sleeping in the wrap. She only needed it when she was really upset.
“All right. You wait there for Daddy.” He got up and pulled some milk out of their small fridge and put it into a bottle for her before heating it up in the microwave.
He had a small suite. There was a living area with a kitchen space that they could use to make coffee or store food. There was even a microwave. The bedroom was large and the attached bathroom was gorgeous with a huge tub.
Not that she could take a bath without him.
He climbed into the bed, switching off the lamp before he drew her under his arm as he settled on his back. He held the bottle to her lips and she drank from it eagerly.
“That’s it, my girl. Drink your bottle. Good girl.”
His words soothed her and she found her eyes drifting closed. She was in that space between consciousness and sleep when he removed the nipple from her mouth.
She let out a protest.
“Shh. I’ll get your pacifier.” He reached into the bedside table, where he kept all sorts of goodies. Like her pacifier, which was kept in a special box. And her butt plugs, which he’d been using to stretch her bottom.
But her pacifier wasn’t what she wanted. She shook her head as he pressed the pacifier to her lips.
“Please can I, Daddy?” she asked.
“Please can you what?”
Drat. He was going to make her say it.
“Can I have your cock in my mouth?”
“Fuck, girl. I would have to be a far stronger person to say no to that.”
Leaning in, she kissed him lightly. “You’re the strongest person I know.”
“No, baby girl. Pretty sure that’s you.”
Aww. He said the nicest things. She slid under the covers, heading straight to what she really wanted to help her relax. Pulling down his boxers, she took his dick into her mouth.
She sucked on him until he grew hard in her mouth. And when he came, she swallowed him down, keeping hold of him until she found herself drifting off to sleep. When he drew her off him, she only let out a small protest. Because he quickly wrapped her in his arms.
And that was the best place in the world to be.
42
Maeve shifted around as she sat on the floor on her sore bottom.
Gray had roasted it good this morning. Then he’d plugged her and made her stand in the corner for fifteen minutes.