Lines sucked.
“This doesn’t take away your other punishments,” he told her, “It’s like a supplement, so we can keep track of how good a girl Addie is being. And then after a week, Addie gets a prize.”
Should she point out that they weren’t likely to be together for a whole week? But, no, that was a Big girl worry. And Addie was tired of thinking about that stuff.
So instead, she clapped her hands excitedly.
“And I also got you this really cute onesie. I’m afraid they didn’t have any saber-toothed tiger onesies, so it had to be a normal tiger one. Do you think you can cope with that?”
He drew out a striped onesie with a soft, fluffy belly, and there were tiger ears attached to the hood. It might just bethe cutest thing she’d ever seen, and she danced around in excitement.
“I guess you like it then,” he said. “Do you want to try it on?”
She nodded. And he helped her stand. She didn’t have any shoes on, just socks, a bra, a cute pair of period panties from LittleLand, tights, and a large hoodie. She took off the hoodie and the tights so she could put the onesie on, and he zipped it up at the back for her. Oh, this was so cozy and soft, and her feet were completely enclosed and warm.
Sure, it would have been better if it were a saber-toothed tiger, but she knew that was probably impossible to find.
The fact that he bought her a tiger onesie at all was absolutely amazing.
She threw herself into his arms, knocking him back so they both lay on the floor. Her leg accidentally slammed straight in between his, and he let out a low cry of pain.
Oh my God. Oh my God.
What had she just done? Had she seriously just kneed him in the balls? She scrambled back and knelt next to him, staring down in horror.
Cash cupped his privates as he lay on his side, breathing heavily.
She was such an idiot. What did she think she was doing? Why did she throw herself at him like that?
Sure, she’d kind of just expected him to catch her, but how was that fair? He hadn’t known that she was about to do that, had he?
Well, obviously he hadn’t, or he wouldn’t have fallen over, and her leg wouldn’t have accidentally crushed his poor balls.
“I’m starting to wonder if I need to borrow some of those glitter dicks Hack had,” he grunted out as he slowly sat up.
“I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry,” she told him.
He pointed a finger at her, his face still slightly pale. “No talking.”
Why was he worried about her throat right now? She might have just taken away his ability to have children or to get an erection.
And that would be a tragedy.
She smacked the palm of her hand against her forehead. What was she thinking? Really? A tragedy?
Thank God she hadn’t said that out loud.
“Hey, don’t hit yourself,” he ordered. “And come here.” He crooked a finger at her as he sat on his bottom.
She shook her head. Oh, no, she wasn’t going anywhere near him.
“Addie, come here. It’s all right,” he told her soothingly.
Nope, no way. Not happening. She wasn’t going to risk hurting him again.
His face grew firmer. “Here. Now.”
Sheesh, he was really going for ‘bossiest man of the year,’ wasn’t he?
