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“It does. And if I’m being perfectly honest, it sounds like he could be good for you, if you gave him a chance.” A wicked smile curved Kylie’s lips. “Starting with behaving yourself today and earning yourself a nice yummy orgasm tonight.”

“I guess.”

“Trust me, El. There are definitely some benefits to being a good girl.”

CHAPTER 14

Eliza was exactly where she was meant to be at six that evening when he made his way to the library. Curled up on a bean bag chair in the erotica section of the library, her cheeks flaming red, her eyes locked on yet another Arabella Cole book.

Stopping before he got too close, he watched her. Every few sentences, her mouth would drop open a bit, and the color in her cheeks would burn even brighter. A few times she even gasped out loud.

Since she was pretty close to the end, he waited for her to finish, watching as she clutched the book to her chest with a lust-filled sigh before he stepped out of the shadows. “Ready to go, little one?”

Her head jerked up, and he had to swallow a laugh at the mortification on her face. “How long have you been standing there?”

“Long enough to know you thoroughly enjoyed your book.” Holding out a hand, he helped her to her feet. “How is your experiment going? Find anything else you enjoy in Ms. Cole’s books?”

“No.”

Pausing their trek to the front of the library, he pulled her between the stacks of books. A shocked squeak escaped her as he pinned her to the shelves, one hand gripping her wrists over her head as he ran the other up her inner thigh. She trembled so beautifully for him, he nearly forgot he was trying to teach her a lesson.

“I’m going to touch you, Eliza. And when I do, I better not find this little pussy the least bit wet. Because if I do, I’ll know you were lying. And Little girls who lie don’t get rewarded with orgasms.”

“Wh-what do they get?” she asked, wide-eyed and breathless.

“They get to choke on Daddy’s cock before they get sent to bed with orders not to touch their needy little pussies. So I’m going to ask you again. Did anything in your book make your little kitty wet for Daddy?”

“Oh my god. Yes, okay? It was hot as fu—it was really freaking hot.”

Stroking his fingers along the edge of her panties, he grinned. “Which part?”

“All of it!” she blurted out, her cheeks once again turning crimson. “I hated it and I loved it and I was disgusted and turned on and I’m so freaking confused by all of it.”

“Thank you for being honest with me, little one. Such bravery certainly deserves a reward.”

Without waiting for a response, he slipped his hand inside her panties, delighted to find her soaking wet just as he’d expected.

She gasped, and he nipped at her full bottom lip. “Shhh. We’re in a library, little girl. Which means you have to be completely silent while Daddy makes you come.”

“Oh, god.” She started to moan in response, then bit her own lip to silence the sound.

“Good girl. Since this is a reward, and we have to be quiet, I won’t make you beg. Just know I won’t always be so nice.”

Eyes fluttering closed, she dropped her head back against the books behind her.

“That’s my good girl,” he whispered, keeping his voice low for only her to hear as he pumped his fingers in and out of her, grinding the heel of his hand against her clit. “You feel so good, squeezing Daddy’s fingers with your greedy little kitty. I can’t wait for the day I get to feel you milking my cock like this.”

At that, her hips bucked, and he chuckled at her response. “Do you like the sound of that, my sweet Little Lizzie? Do you like the thought of Daddy’s cock stretching your pretty kitty wide, fucking you until you come screaming for Daddy? Maybe I should strip these panties right off you so I can fuck you right here, amongst the books that turned you into such a greedy Little baby.”

Her pussy clamped down so hard on his fingers, he nearly winced. “There we go. Come for Daddy, baby. That’s it,” he crooned as her hips bucked hard against his hand. “My good Little girl. You did so good for Daddy.”

Gasping for breath, she opened her eyes to stare up at him. “Whoa. That was… whoa.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed yourself, little one. But we have a problem.”

“Problem?” she asked, her brow furrowing with concern. “What kind of problem?”

“My greedy Little girl made a mess all over Daddy’s fingers.” Pulling his hand free of her panties, he raised his fingers to her mouth. “Good Little girls clean up after themselves.”

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