Good. I want her uncomfortable and unsure… just for a moment.
“Crawl to me,” I demand.
“S–sir,” she starts, but I cut her off.
“It’s Daddy.” I lift an eyebrow to see if she’ll obey. I already know she will.
Then she locks eyes with me, and lowers her hands to the ground. “Yes, Daddy.” Her voice is sultry and sweet and it makes my dick hard. I swear it’s stayed that way since she blew back into my life like a tornado.
Once she’s at my feet, I pat my legs and close them. “Over my lap.”
45
Arabella
“You can’t be serious! You’re really going to spank me over your knee like a child?” I realize I come off like Idon’twant what he’s about to dish out, but my body is buzzing with the need to obey him. My pussy is already slick with arousal. If I get over his knee right now, he’ll know I’m more turned on than appalled.
“Oh, I’m serious.” His words say it, but the slight twitch in his lip tells me exactly what game we’re playing. “If you want to act like a naughty little girl, I’m going to treat you like one. Now get up here, before your punishment gets worse.”
He doesn’t usually go full Daddy unless he’s fucking my brains out, so this is new, but I don’t hate it. I do as he says and fold myself over his lap.
“I’m sorry Daddy,” I pout as he rubs his large, rough hand over my covered ass before ripping my leggings down in one swift motion, stopping mid-thigh, to find me bare underneath. There’s an unmistakable hitch in his breath before he speaks.
“Have you been walking around all day without panties?”
Fuck me, I’m so turned on I can already feel my arousal making its way down my inner thighs. All I’m able to manage is a tight nod before I feel the distinct sting of his hand against my skin.
“How many spankings do you think you deserve, Bella?”
Crap. I know I’m screwed either way. If I aim too high–screwed. If I aim too low, he’ll just raise it because I bitched out and didn’t aim high enough.
“Eight?” My response comes out as a question as he makes me wait.
I release a low whine, enjoying the sensation of his hand caressing every square inch of my ass. I need more.
“I think you can do ten.” Fuck. “Make sure you count.”
Smack.
“One.”
Another lands on the opposite cheek and I suck in a breath at the sting. “Ouch–Two.” I should be embarrassed, because I have to be soaking his jeans by now. But I’m not. I’d give anything for him to finger fuck meright now.
His palm lands four more hard blows to my ass in rapid succession. My ass feels like it’s on fire but the burn feels so delicious and I release another strained moan.
“No panties and now my pretty little cunt is soaked.” Another sharp smack lands on my soaked center and I jump in surprise. “You should see your ass right now. This shade looks good on you.”
“Fuck. Seven. P–please,” I stutter.
“Please what, baby? Tell Daddy what you want.”
“I want to come. Please, Daddy.” The words fall from my lips in a breathy sigh. I know I sound pathetic, but fuck it… I want this. No, I need this. His rock hard cock underneath me, pressing on my abdomen tells me he wants this too.
I count to ten as he delivers the final three spankings. I’m close to coming and he’s not even touching me where I need him most.
“Good girl. You took your punishment so well,” he praises as he rubs and soothes the sensitive areas. There’s a lilt in his voice that wasn’t there before and it makes me yearn to see the face of the man that’s become my undoing. “Do you think you deserve to come?”
I don’t know if I deserve to come, but if it means he’ll let me, I’ll say whatever the fuck he wants. Before I can get the words out, he’s shoving two thick fingers into my soaking wet heat.
