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“Silly Angelique, if she’d just drunk the water like she was supposed to, then this wouldn’t be happening,” she complained.
“Uh, no, if Juliet had drunk her water like she was supposed to, then this wouldn’t be happening,” he countered as he positioned her in the corner. Then he moved behind her to lower the drop seat on her onesie.
She stiffened slightly.
He ran a hand down her back. “Easy, baby girl. You can do this.”
She could do this. He believed in her. She just had to believe that she was strong enough. His fingers pulled down her panties. There was a small moment of panic, of wondering what he thought, if he hated what he saw. But then his fingers brushed down one butt cheek.
A small noise escaped her and he leaned into her, brushing his lips against her neck. “So gorgeous. Who knew you were hiding such a sexy ass under your loose dresses? Plump and pretty.”
Plump and pretty? Seriously?
And yet, with each word of praise, her tension eased.
“Given how naughty you are, I’m certain to get a lot of close-ups of this ass in the future.”
She sucked in a gasp at those words. “Daddy! I’m not naughty.”
Before she thought better of it, she stomped her foot. Whoops.
Silly foot. It seemed to have a mind of its own. Somehow, she thought that wasn’t going to go down well. Brick could be extremely gentle, but also rather stern.
Mr. Grumpy Butt.
Brick placed his hands on the wall, his front burning against her back. She gave a slight moan as she pushed her ass back into him. Arousal flooded her. Yikes. She pressed her thighs together, hoping he couldn’t smell how turned on she was.
What was it about this position that did it for her?
“Are you having a tantrum, Duchess?” he drawled. “Do you need some help settling into corner time?”
Did she?
“No, Daddy,” she squeaked out. Although she wasn’t entirely sure about that.
“Now, I think that’s a lie. I think you need Daddy’s help.” He moved to her side. “Push that bottom out. That’s it.” He drew the sides of the onesie apart, baring her bottom even more.
She let out a slight noise of surprise and he calmly placed a hand over her bottom, warming the skin. “What’s your safeword?”
“Romeo.”
“You’ll use it if you need to. Just remember, Daddy is your protector, your guide, your confidant. I would never do anything to make you feel small or less than me. You’re first. Daddy is always second. And that’s the way he likes it. Because when his baby girl is happy and healthy, then Daddy is doing his job right.”
The words settled around her, like a weighted blanket. Holding her together, making her feel protected, loved.
She sucked in a breath. Did she love him? Could she?
“Understand?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Good girl. Now, Daddy is going to help you settle into position, and remember, corner time is for reflecting about how naughty you were and what you might do next time to avoid ending up in the corner.”
How would he help her settle? Would . . . ouch!
“Daddy!” She moved her hands back to her bare butt. Which he’d just whacked. “No, that hurt. Bad Daddy.”
“No, naughty Juliet,” he countered. “Move your hands to the wall. You mustn’t ever put your hands on your bottom. They could get hurt.”
