Page 57 of Accepting Love

I bat at his hands as he keeps tickling me. “Daddy, stop.”

He finally stills, but he’s laughing. “I should spank your bottom for insolence.”

I grin and shrug. “You probably should,” I taunt. “I’ve been naughty.”

He groans. His hands grip my hips tighter. “First time I get my cock inside her and she gets sassy and mouthy.” He’s still grinning wide.

I love this. I love the banter. I love the teasing. I even love when he tickles me. “Are you sure I won’t be pouringyourmilk and tyingyourshoes by fifty-five, old man?”

He laughs hard, his body making mine bounce.

I wince when his shaft dislodges a bit.

He stops laughing. “You’re sore, Little one.”

“Maybe a little.”

“I’ll run us a bath.”

“Us?”

“Yep. Do you think you can make room for your old Daddy to climb in behind you? If I can’t get back up because of arthritis or I throw out my back, you might have to help me.”

I lean over him, flatten my chest to his, and wrap my arms around his neck. It feels so good. I especially love the way he rubs my back. It always feels like his huge palms cover all of me.

After a minute, he gently rolls me to my back again and eases out.

I try not to let it show on my face that I’m sore, but it’s impossible to hide.

“You’ll need a day or two to recover.”

I shake my head. “How about a few hours?”

“How about you do what Daddy says or I’ll make you wait even longer before I let you have my cock again.” He lifts a brow.

“Yes, Sir.”

“Come. Let’s get in the bath.” He rises off the bed before reaching for me.

I wrap my arms and legs around him and let him carry me to the bathroom. “Don’t throw out your back, Daddy,” I tease.

I’m not even sorry when he swats my naked bottom hard enough to sting.

Chapter12

Zane

“Hannah!” The high-pitched squeal can only come from Giana. I’m not surprised. The two of them have been club friends for two years. I’m also aware they haven’t seen each other as much since Giana married Kendric. The married couple hasn’t come to Surrender as often lately.

Hannah jumps down from the SUV and runs toward her friend. The two of them end up in a bear hug at the bottom of the steps that lead up to the mansion.

Blossom Ridge. I’ve heard so much about it, and yet I’ve never been here. Granted, I haven’t had my own Little girl since The Ridge opened.

A moment later, two other Little girls emerge from the house, race down the stairs, and join the group hug. Leah and Amy. Leah I’ve met a lot of times, Amy only a few.

“I’m so glad you’re here,” Giana says as soon as she releases Hannah. They all only know her as Hannah. I’ll let her decide when and if to tell them who she is. I know it’s stressful for her. She’s never revealed herself to a single person in the lifestyle.

I also know these girls will be impressed and no one will judge her for keeping the secret. Like I told her, it’s not uncommon for club members to use a fake name. People from all walks of life belong to fetish clubs. Many of them need anonymity.

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