Beautifying Bernadette: A BBW Romantic Comedy (The Jackson Tribe Book 1) by Delia Grace Read Free Book Online Page B

until they are crimson red.”
    Bernie couldn’t believe her ears. She just… couldn’t. “You like to… you like to sp-sp… discipline gir-people?” She stammered out.
    Levi shook his head. “Not just any people, and not just any girls either. I don’t go around swatting random ladies’ behinds or anything. To be honest, I haven’t spanked anyone in years, but, ever since that traffic stop, I’ve been dreaming about taking you in hand, Miss Douglas. Not just ‘some girl,’ but you specifically—with your curvy ass and your sassy smile and your amazing body.” He knew he was crossing all sorts of boundaries about what was appropriate, but he felt like he needed to just be as open, honest, and frank as he could be. “I want to talk you through all of the bad choices you made, not the least of which was lying to my face and then perpetuating the falsehood in the courtroom, and then expose your bare bottom, pull you over my knee and start spanking your bottom with my hand. For a long long time. Until your ass and thighs are the color of that hot number you had on last night. Then I want to stand you in the corner—on display—to think about your choices while I just watch and take in the sight.”
    Bernie was shaking. It wasn’t anger. It wasn’t fear. She knew she should be angry, she should be terrified, but that wasn’t what she was feeling. She had dreamt this type of moment since she was eight years old, but never thought it could possibly play out so perfectly. She wasn’t sure why she was shaking though. It was partly due to the overwhelming nature of the situation; it may have been the caffeine fully hitting her system mixed with the first food she’d eaten in hours. She wasn’t sure how to decipher it all. She tried to talk, but her teeth started chattering.
    Levi came over to her side of the table and sat next to her. He put his arms around her and just held her tightly. She didn’t struggle and move away, so he took it as consent. On the contrary, she leaned into him, her body quivering. And then she started to sob. Deep gut wrenching audible sobs.
    Levi rubbed her back and rocked her a little, worried that he had overwhelmed her.
    “I’m s-s-s-sorry! I’m s-s-s-such a baaaaby!” She tried to talk, but she couldn’t get a good breath, and her face was all snotty, and her eyes were swollen, she looked over and realized she had left a huge spot on Levi’s shirt from her tears. At least she hoped it was tears.
    Levi grabbed some clean napkins from the table and gave them to her. “No need to apologize. I just feel awful that I caused this.”
    Bernie’s chest started shuddering again and Levi rubbed her back. “Shhhhh… deep breaths.”
    “It’s not you, okay? It’s me. I just never thought I’d ever actually hear a guy say he wanted to sp-sp-spank me and it’s like totally overwhelming.” Bernie tried to wipe her eyes and the napkin came up black. Fuck. She must have mascara all over her face. How flattering. Not.
    She shoved against Levi. “Hey, lemme out so I can go clean up.”
    Levi shook his head. “How about… no. If you walk away, I think you’ll close off, and we won’t have this conversation.”
    Bernie looked at him shocked, for some reason hearing he wanted to spank her was significantly less surprising than hearing he wasn’t letting her walk away from a conversation. The server came by and asked if everything was all right. Bernie nodded and then turned to Levi.
    “Okay… I can try. You didn’t scare me or freak me out. I just have spent so much time imagining what it would be like to meet a guy who was into sp-spanking, and here you are and you’re very forward about it and open and I just, I didn’t know how to take it. But I am not upset at you or anything. I mean really, what kind of Dommy Dude would you be if you were chill with a girl bold-faced lying to you, you know?”
    Levi just nodded.
    “So, no, I am not married, never been married, not