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“Come on, then, naughty girl. To the kitchen with you.”

Taking her by the arm, he guided her out of the bedroom. And straight to an empty corner in his kitchen.

“You’re going to stand here, with your bare bottom on display while you wait for Daddy to punish you.” As he lectured, he undid her jeans and tugged them to her knees, along with her panties before turning her to face the wall. “Hands behind your head, little girl.”

Ugh, shehatedbeing treated like a naughty child. “Do I really have to stand in the corner?”

“Yes. You refused to accept your punishment like a big girl, so you’ve lost the right to be treated like one.”

Biting back a groan, she pressed her legs together against another flash of need. “Yes, Daddy.”

“Good girl. Stand right here and don’t move until Daddy tells you to.”

CHAPTER 22

BECKETT

It had been too long since he’d had a naughty girl standing in the corner, waiting for his discipline. And it surprised him howrightit felt. Not just to have someone there again, but that the someone was Ruby.

They weren’t a good match. In so many ways, they just didn’t fit. She needed far more independence than he was comfortable giving, and his money clearly worried her for reasons he couldn’t fathom.

And yet, here she was. Fidgeting in the corner, her beautiful, round ass on display while he carefully cut and peeled a ginger plug. Every now and then, she would sigh, and he found himself fighting back the urge to laugh at how adorably pitiful she sounded.

When the ginger was peeled just right, with a notch at the bottom to keep it in place during her punishment, he turned to face her. “All right, Ruby Red. To the bedroom with you.”

Turning away from the corner, she bent at the waist, reaching for her jeans until he stopped her. “What do you think you’re doing, little girl?”

“Pulling my pants up. What does it look like I’m doing?”

“Did Daddy tell you to pull your pants up?”

Raising her head, she shot him a glare that probably would have knocked a lesser man on his ass. “You can’t be fucking serious.”

“I am very fucking serious. Keep your pants right where they are.”

“Ugh.” With a loud, annoyed groan, she straightened up again. “This is soembarrassing.”

“Good.” He waited for her to shuffle past before following her into the bedroom, his gaze locked on the bounce of her bottom as she moved. “Maybe you’ll remember this the next time you want to get mouthy during a punishment. Because if you think this is embarrassing, just imagine how you’d feel doing the naughty girl shuffle in front of the entire club.”

“You wouldn’t dare!”

Wrapping her ponytail around his fist, he pulled her head back, his voice dropping to a low growl in her ear. “There isn’t much I wouldn’t dare when it comes to you, Ruby Red. Something to keep in mind the next time you want to test me.”

“Yes, Daddy.” The response came out breathless, and when he looked down, her pupils were blown with need.

“Much better. Now, take your jeans off, go bend over the end of the bed and reach behind you. I want you to hold your bottom open for the ginger.”

“Talk about embarrassing,” she mumbled, but she did as she was told when he released her, pressing her torso against the mattress as she reached behind her to grip her bottom cheeks. The position would leave her a bit unbalanced while having the added benefit of forcing her to be an active participant in her punishment.

Stepping up behind her, he ran his free hand over the swell of her ass. “I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of this sight.”

“My asshole?”

Her response surprised a laugh out of him. “That, too. But I meant you, presenting yourself for my discipline. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything quite so fucking beautiful, Ruby.”

“Oh. Um. Thank you, Sir.”

There was an uncertainty to her tone that had him wondering how often she received compliments. And wishing once more he could get his hands on the man who’d so obviously mistreated her.

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