Daddy’s Perfect Princess by Stella Moore
Perfection comes in all sizes.
Left humiliated and heartbroken by the man she’d planned to marry, Mindy Kirkman goes on a mission to get the best revenge (body) she can. Her plans take an unexpected turn when she falls hard for sexy personal trainer, Fox Washburn. But Mindy’s quest for revenge takes her down a dangerous path. Will she sabotage her happiness with Fox? Or will she finally accept that perfection comes in all sizes?
Fox took her hand again and led her through a door to his bedroom. She felt like she was walking on clouds. Was this actually happening? Was she really about to get a spanking, not just for fun or role playing, but an honest to goodness discipline spanking? Fox led her to a bare corner of his bedroom and turned her to face the wall. “Hands on your head.” She quickly complied with the gruff order, and her heart tripped over itself when she felt his fingers in the waistband of her leggings. “Fox,” she trailed off, unsure of what she wanted to say next. “They’re coming down, little girl. We already talked about this.” “Yes, I know, it’s just,” she was mortified to hear the tears in her voice, “I don’t want you to see me. I’m not, you know.” “I don’t know. Not what, Melinda?” “I’m not skinny like the girls you’re used to!” she blurted out, tears blurring her vision. “And thank God for that.” Of all the answers she’d prepared herself for, that hadn’t even been on the radar. “What?” He leaned down, his breath tickling her ear as he spoke. “I love the way you look. I love your round bottom, your bouncy breasts, every single inch of you. I’ve had to fight to keep my hands off you since the moment you walked into my gym.” Pinch test be damned, this was definitely a dream. “You don’t mean that,” she replied instinctively. The idea of a man finding her sexy, as she was and not as she potentially could be, was beyond her ability to comprehend. “I’m going to let that one slide. But we have some work to do, me and you. Now, your leggings are coming down and I don’t want another word about it, or your weight, or I will take my belt to your bottom when we’re finished. Understood?” The emotions raging inside of her robbed her ability to speak, so she simply nodded. Squeezing her eyes shut, she held her breath as he tugged her leggings and her panties to her knees. “You’re beautiful,” he murmured, one huge hand stroking her bare skin until she trembled. “But you’ll be even more beautiful with this bottom painted a nice pretty red. Stay in the corner until I call for you.”
Nestled somewhere in the Southeastern United a States you can usually find Stella curled up on her couch with her tablet, a blanket (because even during a southern summer, she's freezing) and a glass of wine. If she isn't writing or tweaking her newest work, she's glued to a book. Romance, suspense, thrillers, Stella loves a little bit of everything. Other than reading, she spends her time listening to her husband play his guitar and throwing spontaneous dance parties with her two teenage daughters in the living room. When she can convince everyone else to venture outside, she loves hiking and swimming. Her husband is fairly certain she's secretly a mermaid, as she'd live in the water if she could. Stella has been writing spanking fiction off and on for years, but she's just recently taken the plunge into writing full on novels. She is from the school of “write what you know”, and her husband is always willing (sometimes too willing!) to assist with any research she needs.
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