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CHAPTER 20

D riving into the garage, Caroline spotted Wraith’s bike. He was home early. A thrill that never faded at the prospect of spending time with her Daddy flooded into her. He was her everything. Her lover, cheerleader, best friend, and Daddy. Most spectacular one-night stand in history.

She spotted a piece of paper taped to the interior door leading to the kitchen. Was that a lollipop? Automatically, Caroline tried to read it as she pulled her car inside. When she couldn’t see the writing clearly, she grabbed her purse and thrust the vehicle door open. She darted toward the entrance and read:

Choose your adventure…

Daddy’s going to make you come until the romance novel heroes you create look like total novices. Will you choose the kitchen table? You’ll make a tasty snack. Or would you prefer to be bound to Daddy’s bed where he has total control? Take the lollipop. Suck it while you decide. Knock once for table. Two for silken rope.

Caroline followed his directions without questioning them. She removed the sucker from the paper and unwrapped it. Mmm! Apple. Her favorite flavor. Caroline reread the note and realized Wraith had to be on the other side of the door, waiting to hear her answer. Silently, she pressed her hand against the wood.

So, the kitchen table or being bound to Wraith’s bed? The kitchen held all sorts of implements Wraith enjoyed using to tease and punish her. The thin wooden spoon was so stingy. Caroline squeezed her legs together as her slick juices welled in response to that arousing memory. Sitting at the table for a meal after he’d done filthy things to her always made her blush for days.

She’d asked him about the rings in the headboard last night. Wraith had winked at her and reminded her that he enjoyed restraining her on her changing table. Caroline always liked it too.

Sucking furiously on her lollipop, she made her decision. Knock! Knock!

Did she have to wait? Caroline hesitated for a moment before opening the door. A trail of rose petals led into the cabin. She inhaled, absorbing the beautiful fragrance as she passed the kitchen table decorated with a heart-shaped scattering of the red petals.

Caroline dropped the apple sucker in the trash to concentrate on the floral scent. She licked her lips, anticipating the kisses her Daddy would share with her. It still surprised her that the immense biker had chosen her. She hadn’t told him yet, but she loved Wraith with such intensity her heart hurt sometimes just watching him.

She peeked around the corner and saw him propped up on pink satiny pillows. “You got me pillows.”

“I did. You chose to be brave. Come here, Precious. Let me unwrap my present.”

Walking forward to him, Caroline studied his face. Wraith was a complicated man. She didn’t believe she’d ever discover everything about him. Surprisingly, that didn’t bother her. It turned her on.

“Turn that brain off, Little girl. You’re thinking too hard.”

Nodding, she stopped in front of him. He undressed her slowly, lavishing kisses on her skin as he revealed it. Caroline closed her eyes to savor his caresses. His hands on her body with the rasp of his callouses sent shivery sensations through her. He worshiped her, not seeing any of the numerous flaws that stood out to her in the mirror.

“Look at me, Caroline,” he ordered in that gravelly voice she loved.

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Crawl on the bed, Precious. Kneel facing the pillows.”

“Aren’t you going to undress?” she asked, glancing over her shoulder as she followed his directions.

“Yes. First, I’m going to punish you.”

Freezing, she protested, “I’ve been good.”

“Good girls get spankings too.”

“I thought you were going to tie me up…” Her voice trailed off as he unfastened his belt and tugged it free. Caroline swallowed hard as he dropped the belt next to her on the bed. They’d never played with a belt before. Nervous, she shifted back and forth. Was he going to use it now?

“That’s next.”

He opened the nightstand drawer and pulled out a pink cord. Brushing it over her skin, he showed her how it would feel as if sensing she needed that. An unfamiliar thrill ran through her. She bit her lip to hold back a moan.

“Give me your wrists, Caroline.”

He threaded the rope through the center ring in the headboard. When he held out a powerful hand for hers, Caroline’s emotions ricocheted in all directions. Excitement. Fear of the unknown. Arousal. Wraith wound the cord carefully around her lower arms, reassuring her that he would always keep her safe.

She couldn’t wait to experience what he had planned. Caroline shifted restlessly. Sex with Wraith was hotter than any scene she could create. The jerk of him cinching the knot made her gaze dart from the pink rope to his face.

“Daddy will let you go whenever you need him to. All play stops when you say your safeword. Do you remember it, Precious?”

“Fire.”

“Good girl. Shift forward. I want you on your hands and knees. Move your thighs apart. More. Perfect. Now, drop down to your forearms.” His hands stroked over her to smooth over the curve of her full bottom. “The first time we met, I noticed this delectable ass. Now, it’s mine.”

Channeling her sassy side, she wiggled her butt under his touch.

“I can’t wait to see how you react to my belt, Little girl. This butt will look amazing with red stripes,” he told her as he tightened the cord. Wraith placed one knee on the bed to get closer. He wrapped a powerful arm around her and supported her as he drew her hands forward until she stretched toward the headboard. Gently, he lowered her chest to the comforter.

“Tug on the rope, Precious. See if you can get away.”

As his hands caressed her spine, Caroline pulled against the binding. She shook her head to tell him she was secure. She was on her knees with her breasts pressed to the mattress and her hands tied in front of her, and the vulnerability of her position struck her as he walked around the bed. She heard him pause behind her and knew Wraith had a clear view of her pussy and bottom.

The rasp of his zipper and a deep groan made her glance back at him. Wraith stood with his hand gripping his thick shaft. He dragged a rough hand from base to tip. Her embarrassment evaporated. He was so into her. She absolutely loved how he looked at her.

“Daddy, please.”

That spurred him to move. Throwing his clothes around the room, Wraith moved to her side. His bulk seemed larger uncontained by fabric. He grabbed the belt in one powerful hand and shook it out.

With anyone else, Caroline would have been petrified. With Wraith, her arousal level skyrocketed through the roof. She jumped when he snapped the leather strip. The sound reverberated through the quiet space.

He didn’t warn her. The next sound came from the belt striking her bottom. Instant fire erupted on her skin. Gasping, she tried to process the sensation. A second impact made her bolt forward.

Wraith’s arm wrapped under her stomach, holding her in place. She heard a dull thud, and his other hand stroked over her punished skin. His palm both smoothed and ignited the fiery tingles. He’d dropped the belt.

“You’re gorgeous with marks, Little girl.”

Without any preliminaries, he placed his cock at her entrance and plunged into her. Grabbing a handful of hair, Wraith pulled her back, impaling her deeper than ever before. The sting of her scalp blended with the sizzle of him brushing against her strapped skin, drawing a moan from her lips.

“Daddy,” she whispered as her finger wrapped around the rope binding her.

“You can take everything, Precious. You deserve it all,” he praised her before withdrawing to her entrance. He hesitated there. The desire to come consumed her.

“Fuck me, Daddy. I need you.”

He thrust forward and set a fast pace. One hand held her so securely she suspected he’d leave bruises on her hip. The other tugged her hair, rocking her to meet his thrusts.

The tingles that preceded her orgasm began to gather. Caroline closed her eyes to focus. Wraith ground his thick root against her clit. When he released her side to swat her bottom, pleasure exploded over her as her tight channel clamped down on his cock.

“Fuck, Little girl. So good.”

He held her secure as she shook with the force of her climax. When she could think, Caroline protested as Wraith withdrew from her. “Nooo.”

“Hold on, Precious. I need to see your face.”

Wraith helped her slide off her knees and roll to stretch out on her back. He crawled over her and kissed her hard. “Are your arms okay?”

She nodded before urging, “More, Daddy.”

His slow grin made her daring. She wiggled her shoulders to jostle her breasts.

“Temptress.”

Settling himself between her legs, Wraith entered her slowly, making her feel every inch of his length. Caroline wrapped her legs around his waist and met each thrust. His moves rebuilt the excitement inside her. She missed touching him but loved his dominance.

Loved him.

Caroline wanted to tell him. She met his heated gaze. “Daddy, I love you.”

“Damn it, Caroline. I need to have your hands on me.”

His words could have meant something bad, but the tender expression in his eyes revealed everything to her. She nodded. “Please, Daddy.”

Wraith withdrew and quickly untied her wrists and kissed her palms before setting them down on his shoulders. “Say it again, Little girl.”

“I love you, Daddy.”

“Fucking hell. I didn’t think you’d ever say it. I’m going to make you tell me that every freaking day! I realized I loved you in the middle of the bourbon incident,” he told her before kissing her with such heat to show her how much he cared about her. He settled back between her thighs and filled her once again.

The edgy thrill of bondage flipped on its head as he made love to her as if she were the most precious thing in his life. Caroline caressed him, returning the pleasure he lavished on her. When the sensations overwhelmed her, Wraith tenderly wiped the tears away from her cheeks as their bodies shuddered against each other.

“Such a good girl. I love you, Caroline.”

“I love you so much, Daddy.”

“You’re going to love me even more when you see the nursery decorations above your changing table.”

“What? I didn’t notice anything,” she wiggled toward the edge of the bed.

“Daddy will carry you in there in a few minutes to get you all cleaned up to go to sleep,” he promised, towing her back to recover by his side.

When he’d caught her getting up after their lovemaking to use the toilet and wash off her intimate spaces, Wraith had taken over to make her more comfortable. Now, he waited until she was almost asleep to scoop her up in his powerful arms to place her first on the potty and then on her changing table. As he gently stretched her on the padded top, he clicked on the glowing nightlight and pointed to the decorations.

“Can you spot something new on the wall?” he asked as he grabbed a wipe from the warmer.

“Snails!” She reached forward to run her fingers lightly across the brightly colored, cartoon snails that now crawled over the paint. “Thank you. I love them.”

“Anything to make my Little girl happy.” Wraith kissed her tummy before singing softly to her. The soft tune in his deep voice was magical in its effectiveness to lull her back to sleep. Caroline could barely keep her eyes open as he tucked her back in bed. How had she ever slept without him?