Beach Daddies: A Sweet and Dirty Texas Love Novella by Shanna Handel

Author:Shanna Handel [Handel, Shanna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blushing Books Publications
Published: 2018-08-31T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 3

Carrie

I was changing out of my bathing suit, thinking about my age play conversation with Jessica. What did I want? I knew I wasn’t really into sparkles and unicorns—though—I did have a hot-pink unicorn make-up bag. And I wore my hair in braids. And I loved frilly little skirts. And white panties. Or yellow cotton briefs with little pink flowers on them.

When I was a teacher, my pencil sharpener was a pink cat that was winking and licking its lips. All my office supplies were pink, or sparkly, or covered in pink sparkles. I preferred plain food to fancy, ‘grown-up’ food. I hated scary movies. I never wanted to drive—I always loved Wes to drive me around. And anytime he took me in to town to run errands, I made him buy me a strawberry milkshake.

I was nosy, loud, and mischievous. I loved to pull pranks, be spanked, and curl up in my husband’s lap.

And I absolutely adored when Wes called me, little girl.

And I loved calling him Daddy.

I still remember the first time he spanked me, instinctively knowing I craved the type of special care he could give me.

Did I want more? I couldn’t decide. I pulled on a pair of denim cut offs. I chose a white tank top—hoping it would show off my new tan. I was so lost in thought, I jumped when I heard a voice behind me.

“Don’t you look sexy.” Wes stood in the doorway, one arm leaning on the doorframe, his eyes on my chest.

“Oh my, you startled me,” I giggled.

“I saw you jump about a foot in the air. What was on your mind that had you so lost?” he asked, walking towards me.

“Erm…” I felt my cheeks burn as I pulled on my strappy gold sandals. They would have looked perfect with the gold bikini. Boo to Jessica for thinking I couldn’t pull off a Carrie Fisher. “I was just thinking,” I answered.

Reaching me, he placed his hands on my shoulders. “I could tell.” I stopped what I was doing, my eyes closing and my head lolling back as he kissed a line down my bare shoulder. He murmured, “I like this tan. And no burns?”

“Nope.” I breathed as his fingertips trailed over my stomach. “Jessica and I covered one another with sunscreen.”

“Good girls. Let me get a closer look at this.” His hands went to the hem of my tank top, pulling it up and over my head.

I stood before him in my white bra and cutoffs. Pretty cute look for me if I do say so myself. His eyes went to my torso.

His fingertips trailed over my belly, making me shiver with delight. “Carrie, why is your tummy so tan? Weren’t you wearing a tankini like I told you?”

“Yes, but I pulled it up so I could get some sun on my stomach and back. I’ve made it very clear—I’m not going home without a tan.”

Shivers ran through me as his fingertip traced the cup of my bra, my nipples peaking beneath the fabric.

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