Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45562 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45562 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
“Reserving that one hundredth of a point as wiggle room?” Ellie asked with a smile.
“You know too much,” Tatiana accused.
“Been there, done that,” Ellie confessed. “Welcome to the club. I know how crazy it is when your relationship starts. If you need to talk, I’m here. Now, let me get you cupcakes. I know you don’t want to be too far away from your Daddy.”
“Thanks, Ellie. I’ll bring you a copy of the final result.”
“You’d better! I know where you hang out,” Ellie joked as she scooted around the display counter to box up a couple of the unique flavor.
After paying for the treats, Tatiana headed back to Maniac Tats. To her relief, Maniac had finished with the busty woman’s session and Tatiana passed her at the entrance.
The day’s definitely getting better.
“Did they have any left?” Maniac called as he cleaned up his area in preparation for his next appointment.
He walked forward and herded Tatiana into the backroom. Caging her against the storage cabinet, he plucked the adorable Little Cakes box from her hands and set it above their heads on the shelf. Before she could protest, he pulled her braid back firmly to capture her lips and kiss her softly as he pressed his pelvis against hers.
Lifting his mouth, Maniac told her, “No reaction, Rainbow. I could have had a dozen topless women in my stall, and I wouldn’t respond like I do when I’m close to you.”
“How do you know what I’m thinking?”
“I know you.”
“I’m sorry. I’m just being silly. Working on intimate spaces is part of our job. It’s never bothered me before. I’ll get over it.”
“No one is you, Little girl, but you. I touch other people for a completely different reason. I don’t want to watch them come or dole out punishments. You’ll have to trust our connection as Daddy and Little girl.”
“I do,” she rushed to tell him.
“How many clients have I dated since we opened the shop?” he asked.
“Hmm,” she hesitated as she searched her memory. “No one.”
“No one,” he repeated. “I’ve kept my professional and personal life separated—until you. Do you know why?”
“Why?” she whispered.
“Because you’re my Little girl, and no one else is.”
“Oh.”
“Exactly.”
“So you’re not going to be jealous if I’m tattooing some guy’s penis?”
“I’ll be jealous as hell. But I’ll keep in mind that I trust you.”
“Okay.”
“Then, I’ll take you home and make you climax so many times you can’t forget who your Daddy is.”
His fiercely passionate look sizzled. Now she felt his body stirring against her as if he couldn’t control his reaction at the thought of passion shared between them. Arousal flared inside her body, responding to his blatant desire.
“I’ve never felt like this with anyone else,” she whispered.
“Good. I don’t want to have to take someone out.”
“Maniac!”
“Daddy,” he corrected sternly. “I take care of what’s mine, and I will defend our relationship. Never doubt that.”
He stepped away from her and glanced up at the bakery box out of her reach above their heads. “Cupcakes later, Little girl. It will be a good reward for you to earn.”
“For what?” she demanded.
“I guess you’ll have to figure that out.”
Maniac did retrieve her drawing and return it to her before leaning forward to press a soft kiss on her lips. Straightening up, he roughly shifted his cock inside his jeans. With his gaze fixed on her face, Maniac took a deep breath and exhaled to get control of himself again. When he turned and stalked out the door, she appreciated the view of his muscular ass.
She loved the feeling of having caused him to lose his rock-solid control. Tatiana had melted under his dominance, loving the slight sting of discomfort on her scalp. Smoothing a hand over her braid, she dismissed the thought of climbing up to grab the sweet treats above her. Messing with Daddy now wasn’t a good idea.
Chapter Ten
An hour later, Tatiana smiled at a young man who walked in with a large three-ring notebook. “Hi! Can I help you?”
“Hi, I’m Buzz. I’m hoping to talk to Maniac or Tatiana.”
“About a tattoo?”
“No, a job.”
“Buzz, I’m glad you made it here. I’m afraid I haven’t alerted Tatiana yet that you were coming in,” Maniac called as he stood up at his station. He glanced down at the man stretched out on his table. “I’ll be back in five.”
“Perfect. I’ll hit the john,” the muscular man responded before taking advantage of Maniac’s break.
“Tatiana, Buzz was recommended by Rob over at Inked Designs. He is looking for a place where he could both create tattoos and do piercings. They already have a dedicated body piercer.”
“Hi, Buzz. I’m glad to meet you. I bet that’s your portfolio,” she said, pointing to the notebook.
“You got it. Is this a good time to talk?” Buzz asked.
“I’m afraid we’re stacked for a few hours. Could you come back later this afternoon?” Tatiana asked.