Page 40 of Finding Teagan

"We will work on it, darlin'. Good sleep will help you be the best you."

"B…" she started to protest and thought better of it. "Yes, Daddy."

"Good girl. Now, lift your arms."

Teagan listened and allowed Luca to remove her shirt. She suddenly felt self-conscious and crossed her arms over her bra.

"Darlin', I spent the last hour spanking your bare butt with you draped over my knee. You don't have many secrets left. You are a beautiful woman, my beautiful girl. Arms down."

Slowly, she obeyed, and Luca made quick work of ridding her of the bra. Now completely naked, Teagan shivered, and it wasn't because she was cold.

"Arms up." Confused at his order, she looked up into the mirror. He was still standing behind her, but he held a shirt in his hands. How she'd failed to see it a moment ago, she didn't know. She quickly raised her arms, grateful to be covered once again. The soft material floated over her body, restoring her modesty. Having a good several inches on her, Luca's shirt fell at mid-thigh.

"Time for bed, darlin'. Go get in; I'm right behind you," Luca ordered.

Biting back a snide response, Teagan wondered how long it would take her to get used to his orders. The bed was comfortable, but when he joined her in it, Teagan's heart started racing. Would he finally make love to her? She was hopeful. She might have wiped away the moisture gathering between her legs, but it didn't take much for Luca to get that response from her. Teagan caught her breath when he reached for her, pulling her tightly to his side.

"Go to sleep now, darlin'. We have a meeting early in the morning."

"We have a meeting?"

"Yes. I thought you would want to be in on the plan to help your sister out. Was I wrong?"

"No! Not at all! Thank you!" Teagan wasn't expecting him to include her in their plans and was grateful that he had.

"Now, go to sleep," he said again.

"You know I can't just fall asleep because you order me to, right? Besides, what time is it?"

"Ten minutes until eleven," Luca said, looking at the clock on the bedside table.

"I'm not normally in bed for at least another hour," Teagan muttered.

"That's changing tonight," Luca said.

Teagan rolled her eyes. Her head was resting on his chest, so she was confident he didn't see the small act of rebellion.

"Do you think rolling your eyes at your Daddy is respectful, darlin'?" Luca teased.

"How did you—"

"I sensed it."

"You!" Teagan lightly punched his chest. He got her to tattle on herself simply by implying that she had done something wrong. He was smooth.

"Now, if there are no more questions, I'd really like to get to sleep."

"I have one more," Teagan said.

"Yes?"

"What did you mean when you said that sex after a spanking would be for your pleasure and not mine?"

"Exactly that," Luca started, stroking Teagan's hair. "I don't mix discipline and pleasure. You won't be rewarded when I have to punish you. That doesn't mean I should be punished, too. If we have sex after a spanking, you aren't allowed to orgasm."

"Allowed? How am I supposed to prevent that from occurring?"

"You'll learn. Now, go to sleep."

Teagan sighed, turning away from him, her butt tucked into his side, his upper arm as her pillow. Within a few minutes, she heard his deep breathing as he slumbered.

Teagan, however, couldn't sleep. Preventing herself from orgasming? Had he lost his mind?

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