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“Okay.” Her voice was barely a whisper, but he seemed to hear her just fine. Slowly, so slowly it made her ache, he lowered his head until his lips brushed over hers. Just the faintest touch, so light it could almost be called chaste.

Except for the way it made her feel. There was nothing at all chaste about the way her skin seemed to light on fire at that gentle touch. Wrapping her hands around his wrists, she tilted her face up, a silent plea for more.

And more, he gave.

Though the kiss stayed light, there was no doubt about who was in charge. And when he ran his tongue along the seam of her lips, she opened for him without hesitation.

Surrendered, totally and completely, without a second thought.

By the time he pulled away, she was left breathless, her mind scrambled by the simple pleasure of being so thoroughly and expertly kissed by a man who obviously knew what he was doing.

“Whoa.”

She felt as much as heard his responding chuckle. “Agreed. I could easily become addicted to kissing you, Edie McDowell.”

“Back atcha.”

Again, he laughed before dropping another kiss on her swollen lips. “Come on. Let’s go see to our naughty Little girl.”

Chapter 22

Jesse

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Corner time sucked.

It sucked even more when she wasn’t actually sure how much trouble she was in. Edie hadn’t sounded mad, but Daddy had definitely been pretty growly.

So here she was, with her skirt up around her waist and her panties around her knees, waiting for them to come and… what? She didn’t actually know, so she spent most of her corner time worrying about that instead of thinking about why she was standing in the stupid corner.

Luckily for her, the old farmhouse was creaky as hell, so she had plenty of warning before they actually got to the bedroom. Which at least gave her a few extra seconds to get herself in the right headspace for Edie’s throaty chuckle. “What a pretty sight.”

Moisture pooled between her thighs, already dripping down the insides of her legs, and nobody had even touched her yet.

“Come here, little outlaw.”

Heart pounding wildly, she turned away from the corner to begin the ‘naughty girl shuffle’ over to her Daddy. But she froze in place when she spotted Edie standing beside the bed, the belt Jesse had loaned her already on the floor and her slender fingers sliding the buttons of her dress free.

“Jesse Lynne. Come here.”

Her head snapped around at Daddy’s order, and she somehow managed to make herself shuffle forward until she was standing in front of him, though her gaze kept sliding to the side as Edie continued her lazy striptease.

“Eyes on me, little girl.”

Dammit.

Pouting, she looked up at her Daddy, who thankfully didn’t look as mad as he’d sounded downstairs. If anything, he looked rather amused by her predicament. “Tell Daddy why you’re being punished.”

“Um.” She couldn’t help it. Her gaze flicked to Edie for a second before returning to him. “I brought up Edie moving to California with us again. After you told me to drop it.”

“That’s right. And that was very naughty, wasn’t it, little girl?”

“Yes, Daddy. I’m sorry.”

“Hmm. Well, Edie suggested we give you something to keep your mouth busy since you can’t seem to remember when to keep it shut. Which I think is an excellent idea. And as an extra reminder, Daddy is going to spank your naughty bottom while Edie keeps you… occupied.”

Her mouth watered just at the idea of tasting Edie again. This was, quite possibly, the best punishment he’d ever come up with. “Yes, Daddy.”

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