The sharp crack of Lucas' hand against Emily's tender flesh echoed through the room. She jolted, a gasp escaping her lips - pleasure and pain mingling in a heady cocktail. Her skin tingled, hypersensitive from the spanking.
"Shower, baby girl," Lucas growled, his voice low and commanding. "I'll get breakfast started."
Emily grumbled under her breath. Part of her wanted to stay, to feel his hands on her body again… But her stomach gave a traitorous rumble.
"Fine, Daddy," she sighed dramatically.
As she sauntered towards the bathroom, she threw a coy glance over her shoulder. Lucas' piercing blue eyes were fixed on her, dark with desire. A shiver ran down her spine.
‘f**k, he's hot,’ she thought. ‘How did I get so lucky?’
The cool tile shocked her feet as she stepped into the bathroo
