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“It’s too early for your bedtime, Mr. Locke.”

“We’re back to Mr. Locke, are we?”

Backing away from the bathroom, I informed, “Dinner’s almost ready. I don’t think your hoodie is going to fit you anymore. You’re bigger than you were back then.”

He arched an eyebrow. “How about my cock? Is that bigger too?”

“No.” I shrugged. “It wasn’t ever that big to begin with.”

He growled as he reached for me, but I was quicker and jumped out of his grasp.

“I’ll get you some of Christian’s clothes. Don’t come out of my room. I don’t want to scar our daughter with her thinking men are all this small.”

This time I wasn’t fast enough, and he threw me over his shoulder and smacked my ass so fucking hard.

“Julian!”

“I’ll show you fucking small, kid.”

“Put me down!”

“Keep your voice down, or our daughter is going to think I’m torturing you.”

“Umm … you’re spanking me! Same difference!”

“If you’d be a good girl, you wouldn’t need any discipline.”

“Julian, put me down!”

He did, tossing my ass on my bed. Except, he hovered over my body and caged me in with his arms around my face. My heart beat rapidly against his chest, feeling his dick against my core.

To prove his point, he thrust against my pussy. “How’s that for small?”

I smiled. “Didn’t feel a thing.”

With that, he flipped me over and pinned my hands above my head, locking my wrists together.

Rasping, “I used to love you in this position.”

I inadvertently moaned.

“There’s my good girl.”

When his hand slipped in between my legs, Capri called out, “Momma, Daddy? Where did you guys go?”

“I guess it’s true what they say about kids being little cock blockers.” He let me go, and I got up, slapping him on the chest.

“Don’t look so disappointed,” he teased. “You could always play with your pussy later with the arsenal of toys you have in your drawer.”

My face paled. “You did snoop through my thi—”

Capri walked in. “There you are.” She peered back and forth between us, smiling. “What are you guys doing?”

“I was just about to get your dad some clothes. Do you know where Uncle Christian left his sweats and sweater the last time he was here?”

“I think they’re in the laundry room cabinet. I’ll get it for you, Daddy.” She excitingly ran out of the room.

“Payback’s a bitch,” I threatened in a lighthearted tone. “Just wait until I snoop through your things.”

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