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(At Braxton’s home, Amanda is taking a bath, and sinking into the role of
being his little girl.)
Surrounded by the warm lavender foam, his soft, loving attention was transporting Amanda into a state of divine bliss. The tension that lived across her shoulders had evaporated. She was drifting, and there was only him and her. Time had stopped.
“Where did you find all that makeup you’re wearing? Little girls shouldn’t be wearing makeup, let alone such thick, gunky makeup.”
A small jolt ripped through her, breaking into her euphoria, and swallowing hard, she stared up at him.
Realizing he’d touched a nerve, and unsure where the moment was going to take them, he locked her gaze.
“I asked you a question,” he said firmly. “Answer me.”
“I stole it,” she whispered.
The comment about her makeup had been a fishing trip. He’d always thought she wore too much, and he’d wanted to see what she would say and how she would react. Her confession was totally unexpected.
“I see,” he said slowly. “From where did you steal it?”
“Logan’s department store,” she whimpered in a soft, timid, little-girl voice. “Sorry, daddy. I wanted to look like the big kids.”
“Oh, dear. You’re a good girl for telling me, but I will still have to punish you.”
“No, you don’t, you don’t at all. My other daddy didn’t punish me. I told him that I’d done it, so he said it was okay.”
“It’s definitely not okay with me,” Braxton said solemnly.
“Are you sure?”
“I am most definitely sure. I won’t punish you as hard because you confessed, but I still must punish you. That means you must be disciplined twice this evening. We can’t forget about your public temper tantrum.”
“Temper tantrum? I don’t know what you mean?” she said innocently, staring up at him with wide eyes.
“That was a fib,” he scolded.
“Just a little one.”
“There can be no fibs between us. That’s strictly forbidden. Understand?”
“Yes, daddy,” she quietly replied, lowering her eyes. “I’m sorry.”
“So then, we have a couple of naughty things to deal with. Maybe one before dinner, and the other after dinner.”
“I am sorry,” she repeated. “Honestly.”
“I’m sure you are, but you can’t get away with being a bad girl, not any more. I’m going to step away for a few minutes, and while I’m gone you’re going to wash all that makeup off your face. You’re much too pretty to have all that thick foundation and black stuff around your eyes. When I return I’ll expect you to be scrubbed clean.”
“Here’s the face cloth, and here is some baby oil,” he added, reaching behind him and opening a cabinet under the sink. “It’s very good for removing makeup, especially if it’s waterproof.”
Taking the plastic bottle, Amanda poured some onto the face cloth, then paused and looked up at him.
“You won’t punish me too hard, will you?”
“I’ll punish you as I see fit, young lady. Now clean up your face.”
Amanda felt as if she was in the Twilight Zone, or Never-Never Land. When Braxton had scolded her for stealing the makeup, she’d felt transported back in time. When she’d confessed her crime to her father, he had said that little girls sometimes do naughty things, but because she’d told him everything was forgiven. Braxton didn’t agree, and Braxton was her daddy now. He thought she should be punished for the theft, and for her public tantrum as well. She’d always felt that something had been skewed, but her new daddy was going to fix things. He was going to put things back in balance.
Beautiful, ambitious studio executive Amanda Anderson is used to getting her way in Hollywood, even if that means occasionally using her fiery temper to manipulate those around her. What she is not used to, on the other hand, is being asked out for coffee by a man as devastatingly handsome as up-and-coming actor Braxton Carter.
In spite of her attraction to him, Amanda is doubtful of his intentions and she blows him off. But after an inept valet wrecks her car and Braxton offers her a ride home, she finds herself inviting him in and cooking dinner for him. A passionate kiss leaves her yearning for more, but what truly sets her blood racing is the quiet, confident dominance which he makes no effort to hide.
Braxton soon proves more than ready to take control of Amanda in a way no one else ever has, and when she throws an unexpected tantrum, he warns her in no uncertain terms that in the future he will not hesitate to bare her bottom and spank her soundly if he feels it necessary. She soon puts him to the test and ends up over his lap for a painful chastisement. Being punished like a spoiled child shocks her but also arouses her more than anything she can remember, and when Braxton decides that what Amanda needs is a firm daddy she cannot resist the offer.
Spending time as Braxton’s little girl awakens a part of Amanda that she has hidden away for years, and she delights in his attention as he bathes her, dresses her in cute clothes, and holds her in his arms. Even the spankings she gets when she is naughty remind her that her daddy loves her. Amanda has never been happier or more fulfilled, but after a misunderstanding convinces her that Braxton is using her to advance his career, she is devastated and refuses to listen to his explanation. Can he find a way to win back his little girl’s love and trust?
Publisher’s Note: Amanda’s Dominant Daddy is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, elements of age play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.