Page 11 of Lisa's Unexpected Valentine's Day

Hot, but not…safe.

Being the Daddy meant keeping Maya safe, even when he had to deprive himself of pleasure. So, he’d removed her hand, but sometimes being the grown-up was difficult.

“You started it. Besides, I didn’t want you to lose interest.” She hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her underwear at each side, and slowly worked them down over her hips. “Between the cold and the drive, I was worried you wouldn’t want to play when we got home, Daddy.” The syrupy sweet Middle tone practically screamed ‘sassy brat’.

He snagged her wrist and yanked her toward him. The high heels, or the underwear tangled around them, caused her to stumble and fall against his chest. He grinned down at her. “When have Ieverlost interest in you?”

She pursed her lips as if considering. “Well, there’s always a first time. And itwasa long workday… you might have gotten too tired.”

Tired was the last thing he was. “Uh-huh. I think we both know that’s not very likely.” His hands slid down to cup her bare ass, kneading the plump cheeks with just a touch of roughness.“I’m definitely ready to play, but I think we’re going to start with a nice hard spanking.” He felt the shiver that ran through her body.

“Oh, I don’t think that’s necessary,” she said quickly, but her body rubbing against his belied the words.

“I think it is.” He lowered his mouth to hers and his tongue laid a playful stroke across her bottom lip.

The dramatic sigh was over-the-top. “Well, if you insist… I guess I should give you your Valentine’s Day present then.”

“Is the present… you?” His fingers pressed into her flesh.

“Nope, but you’re going to have to let me go so I can grab it.”

Rick narrowed his eyes. Letting her go was not on his agenda, but he was curious about the present. “Is this going to end with me having to chase you around the house?”

She thought about it for a second and then shook her head. “As fun as that is, I don’t think either of us has the patience tonight. Besides, I’d have to pass you to get out the door,” she pointed out.

He sighed. “Fine, you’ve got two minutes.” Letting go of her was painfully hard… and so was he.

“I’ll be right back!” She disappeared into the walk-in closet, but a few seconds later she returned with a wrapped package covered in gaudy heart paper.

He made sure to show his appreciation for the care that had gone into the wrapping. Maya was impatient about most things, but she had a certain artistic flair when it came to gifts. The paper was pleated over and over again and tied with ribbons, but she’d managed it cleverly and a single tug undid it all.

Inside was a heart-shaped wooden paddle. The background was painted a crimson red, and there were dozens of small conversation hearts painted over that. Each one said something naughty, not the kind of thing you’d find on the real candy.

“Do you like it? I found the cutest little store online that was doing them for Valentine’s, and you got to write in what you wanted the hearts to say. I couldn’t resist.”

“So “Spank me, Judge Daddy” doesn’t come standard?” He glanced over at her, one eyebrow raised.

She giggled. “No. I was blushing when I filled in the form and kind of worried, they might just reject the order, but they didn’t.”

Considering the graphic nature of some of the hearts, he wouldn’t have been surprised if they had. He could well imagine her face was bright red when she made the request. But it was uniquely perfect. He was going to enjoy using it.

“I love it, sugarbear. It’s the best gift. Thank you.”

A look of delight spread across her face and her mouth split into a wide smile. “Yay! I’m so glad.” Then she paused. “But you don’t actually have to use it. It can just be a fun thing to have.”

He knew his Maya. She would be devastated if he chose not to use it on her. No one, even a bratty Middle, gave their Dom a paddle unless theywantedit to be used on them. She was no exception, and he wasn’t going to take the bait.

Besides he enjoyed paddling her bottom. “Are you kidding? I’m going to getsomuch use out of this. And it will be fun trying to match the color of your skin to this nice bright red.”

Her smile vanished into a frown. “Wait…that’s not…”

“And it’s a nice sturdy wood too. Oak, it feels like from the weight.” He lightly smacked his palm with it a few times to test it. “Should really bring up the color nicely.”

“Um, Daddy, I don’t think…”

He placed a finger across her lips, stilling the words. “Hush, Little one. Let Daddy enjoy his present.” He looked her up and down, and then frowned. “Where did the heels go?”

“Oh, I mean, I’m practically naked,” she said, as if that explained everything.

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