Page 151 of Daddy's Wild Girl

“It’s nothing, really.”

“I don’t like being lied to, baby. That’s a rule between us. No lies. No hiding things. No pretending. Understand? Communication is key. Also, no putting yourself in any danger. Mentally, emotionally, physically. Which includes things like putting yourself down or climbing trees without me.”

“Sheesh. That’s a lot of rules to remember.”

“I think it’s very simple, really. I want us both to be happy. Anything that would make us unhappy won’t be allowed. So, doyou want to change your answer or do you want to go over my knee?”

He watched her carefully. The last thing he ever wanted to see on her face when it came to him was fear. Instead, her eyes widened. There was also more than a hint of interest in her gaze.

Yeah, she wanted to experience a spanking. But did she want that now?

“I was just noticing how tidy it is in here. How tidy you are and I was thinking about how not-tidy I am.”

He peppered kisses over her face. “Good girl for telling me, and you’re right. I am tidy. But we can work that out. Perhaps you just need some training.”

Bebe gasped, a look of outrage on her face as she slapped his shoulder. “Corbin!”

Oh no. He wasn’t having that either. Sitting back, he took her hand in his. “I want you to be careful with this hand. Understand? No hurting yourself by trying to hit me.”

“I . . . I didn’t.” There was a look of wonder on her face.

“I still want you to be careful.” He kissed the top of her hand. Then the palm.

And then he proceeded to kiss every inch of her again. He hadn’t been lying when he’d said he like to explore. To study. To memorize every part of her.

He needed to get some hooks and ropes. He wanted to tie her legs apart and have her lie naked on the bed while he just stared at her.

Finally, his balls were aching, his dick throbbing when he got up and stripped off his clothes. She lay on the bed, watching him, panting heavily.

“I really want to touch you,” she told him. “But I seem to be unable to move at the moment.”

He grinned. “That’s what I was aiming for.” He wanted her nice and relaxed.

As he pulled off his boxers, he heard her small gasp of surprise.

“I was not expecting that,” she murmured, eyes wide as she gaped at his dick.

His rather large dick. “Don’t be intimidated. I won’t hurt you.”

“I’ve just . . . I’ve never. Ericc and the asshole weren’t anywhere close to that big.”

He might feel a surge of satisfaction over that. But he also knew that women found his cock intimidating. Another reason he didn’t have sex without a connection. Because sometimes it took a while for a woman to work up to taking him.

And sometimes, they were scared off entirely. The worst, though, were those that wanted him because of his size.

Like her. Lindsay.

He was aware that he still had to tell Bebe about Lindsay. But not right now.

“Don’t be scared,” he said quietly.

“Oh, I’m not. I’m . . . um . . . curious. Is that okay? And a bit intrigued.”

Relief filled him. “That’s more than okay.” He grabbed a condom from the nightstand drawer and ripped it open.

“Can I do that?” she asked.

“Of course, baby.” It was going to be an exercise in his control. Because he was on the edge after eating her pussy out for the last thirty minutes.

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