“Good boy.” Raising her hand, she snapped it against his bottom with a bit more force than she’d used on Kylie. After all, he was “older” and much sturdier than her Little girl.
With every swat, she could feel his erection growing, pressing into the soft flesh of her thigh. God, she couldn’t wait to feel him inside her, couldn’t wait to ride him, forcing him to hold off his orgasm untilsheallowed him to come.
Hopefully her Little ones behaved themselves today, so she could make those dreams a reality sooner rather than later.
By the time she finished spanking, his bottom was a gorgeous rose color. “Are you going to be a good boy for Mommy today, Daniel?”
“Yes, Mommy.” His voice was deeper, thicker than usual, and the sound brought a smile to her face.
“Good. Stand up and put your hands on your head.”
He did as he was told, his face an ever darker pink than his bottom had been when he stood. Grinning at the cock jutting out toward her, Addison wrapped a hand around the thick length. “You have no idea how happy it makes me to see this, babyboy.”
“R-really?”
“Mmhmm.” Keeping her gaze locked on his, she stroked the velvety skin of his shaft. “It really is a shame you and Kylie weren’t ready for me this morning. We could have hadsomuch fun. But you were naughty, so now you’ll both have to wait.”
“What if we promise to never be naughty again?”
Still stroking him, she raised a brow. “And do you really think you’ll be able to keep that promise, baby?”
“Probably not.”
“Then you shouldn’t make promises you can’t keep.” With more than a little reluctance, she released her hold on his cock. “Pull your jeans back up. Kylie should be done in the shower soon.”
As if on cue, the sound of running water cut off. And a few moments later, Kylie stepped out of the bathroom wrapped in nothing but a towel. She froze at the sight of them, her already pink cheeks turning pinker.
“Um. Hi, Mommy. Hi, Danny.”
“Come here, little dove.”
A shy smile curved her babygirl’s lips as Kylie crossed the room to stand in front of her. “Why do you call me that?”
“You remind me of a dove.” Pulling the towel free, Addison let her gaze roam over her babygirl’s stunningly curvy body. “Strong and bold and so fucking smart. But also a little delicate beneath the surface.”
“Oh.” Kylie’s response was breathless. “I’m not delicate.”
“I think you are. But that’s okay. You can trust Mommy to take care of you.”
Even as she said the words, unease twisted in her gut. Deanna had trusted her, and Addison had broken her. Shattered her Little girl with her demands and her dominance.
But she’d learned her lesson. She wouldn’t make that same mistake again.
Handing the towel off to Daniel, who was watching them both with such stark hunger in his eyes she nearly caved to her desire to hear them both screaming for Mommy while they came, Addison picked up the underwear she’d picked out for her Little girl. Kylie’s cheeks went pink as she laid her hands on Addison’s shoulders for balance and stepped into the panties.
“On the weekends, Mommy will pick out your clothes for you. Both of you. And during the week, you will each ask permission every morning to wear underwear. If you’ve been good, Mommy will allow you to wear them. If you’ve been naughty, however, you will have to go without.”
“But I have to wear a skirt! I can’t go bare under a skirt!”
Addison raised a brow at her babygirl’s shrill tone. “Your uniform skirt is long enough to protect all your private parts when you sit down. And if you don’t want to go bare, then I suggest you follow Mommy’s rules.”
“You haven’t even given us the rules yet,” Kylie grumbled.
“Thank you for reminding me. Daniel, will you look in the front pocket of my purse, please? There’s a list for each of you.”
Daniel hurried over to pick up her purse, blushing adorably as he opened the front pocket and pulled out two pieces of paper.
“Thank you, sweet boy. Read them out loud while I finish getting our pretty girl dressed.”
