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Dressed Like a Daydream

Dressed Like a Daydream

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"Want to play a game? I came down with my brothers and sister and we were actually about to start a game when the "So Pretty Boy, do you have a name? Or am I just supposed to come up with nicknames for you?" "I really don't mind being called Pretty Boy, after all, it fits." Once again he smirks. Damn what it is with guys and those smirks. "Blah blah blah, what's your name?" I say and hear Claire laughs beside me. "Fine, Ashton Anderson, what's your name, Pretty Girl? Or am I supposed to keep thinking up nicknames for you." He mimics me. "How original! Isn't he just the epitome of creativity, Ire?" Before she can answer I turn back to Ashton. "You know I don't like you very much. You're cocky, annoying, and in the way." I glare at him annoyed. "Well then, Pretty Girl, why did you say yes to playing volleyball with me?" He is STILL smirking. I swear to God, I'm about to slap it off. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hey, guys! Read if you dare! I hope you like it! XoXo, Romy
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"What are you thinking?" I asked before I could stop myself. He didn't reply immediately. His lips slowly curled into a smirk. "Are you sure you want to know?" He then asked. I bit my lip. Did I want to know? Come on, be brave. Just this once. I lifted my chin. "Yes." There was a hint of surprise in his eyes. It made me strangely proud to have impressed him with my daring. He leant forward and rested his elbows on his knees. "I was thinking about taking you over my knee." He spoke slowly, each word perfectly understandable. "I was imagining what it would feel like to hold your small body over my lap and give you a firm spanking. Just in the right way to make you feel owned and loved and cared for." Book TWO of the Westminster Academy series :) *the whole book is available as an ebook on Patreon* (it's not necessary to have read part one, but it's more fun that way!)

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