Page 185 of Daddy’s Fortitude

He glanced down at her with an eyebrow raised. “No? You kept touching things when I told you not to. You were going to eat those poisonous berries, and I said it wasn’t a good idea to get close to the creek, and to be careful, and you ignored me and fell in.”

“Well, I didn’t fall in deliberately,” she said.

“That doesn’t mean that you’re not in trouble when we get home.”

“I don’t want to write more lines,” she wailed.

“That’s all right, because you’re not going to be writing lines.”

Uh-oh.

Ammo noticed that Webb hadn’t got back yet as he entered the cabin. He carried her straight through to the bathroom and turned the shower on.

Setting her down, he stripped off the blanket, but left her in the shirt. He wasn’t sure she was quite ready enough to be naked in front of him.

He tested the temperature of the water, then nodded. “Right, the water’s warm enough. Do you want me to leave or stay?”

He was giving her a choice this time. Once they took their relationship further, he’d make all those decisions. And he couldn’t wait.

Once he was fully in charge, she would be truly safe and looked after.

She stared at him with wide eyes, but then gave him a nod. “I want you to stay.”

“You sure?”

“I’m sure.”

“That’s my brave girl.” He reached for the bottom of his shirt, pulling it up over her and leaving her naked. Then he quickly stripped off his own pants, but left his boxers on.

He lifted her into the shower, then followed.

“You want to shower in your boxers?” she said.

“I thought it might make you more comfortable,” he replied.

“Why? Is there something you’re packing that’s going to make me uncomfortable?” She eyed him.

Ammo found his lips twitching up in a smile. “Well, it has been called a monster before.”

“Oh, dear Lord,” she whispered. “I think I better see this monster.”

“Is that so?” he said. “Because there’s not going to be any sort of hanky-panky in the shower for you.”

She pouted. “Why not?”

“Because you’re in trouble, young lady. And before you get any fun time, you have to get the punishment that you’re owed.”

She sighed and stared up at him, putting her hands on his chest. “Are you sure that we need to do that?”

“Yes, I’m sure.”

“Great,” she grumbled. “Well, at the very least, you could strip off your boxers.”

If she wanted him to, who was he to deny her?

He slid his boxers down, and she gaped as she stared at his cock. “Oh, holy heck. Monstrous, you say? Yeah, I agree with that.”

“It’s not that big.”