Page 424 of Unexpected Ever After

“Yes.”

“What do you say?”

“Stop, Etienne.” Her voice is soft but firm.

“Good girl,” I say, maneuvering her to stand on one side of my lap. “Over you go. We’ll start with five swats and see how you do.”

“Five?” she gasps as I guide her into position over my legs, letting her get as comfortable as possible.

“Are you ready?”

“Yes, Daddy,” she whispers.

“One,” I count for her, smacking the fleshiest part of one cheek and watching her bottom jiggle enticingly.

She jumps but stays in position.

“Good girl,” I praise her before smacking the other cheek. “Two. Why am I spanking you?” I run my hand along the inflamed skin before I smack her again.

“Because I didn’t tell you I got another text,” she says, her voice thick with emotion.

“No, it’s because you promised you’d tell me if you got a text,” I correct her. “Try again.”

“ I promised I’d tell you,” she admits, crying.

“Good girl,” I say, rubbing her bottom. “Two more so you don’t forget.”

“Daddy,” she gasps as I spank her twice quickly.

“All done, baby,” I tell her, rubbing her back soothingly. “I’m going to see how wet your private place is now.”

“I’m not,” she squeaks, closing her legs tightly.

“Violet, I need to see how your body responds to your punishment,” I say sternly, and she opens her legs slightly. I give her thighs a tap. “Wider.” I slide my hand down to cup her very damp pussy. “You lied again, Violet. You’re soaked.”

“I—I—” she stutters.

“It’s okay, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about, baby.” I run my hand along her back. “I’m pleased your pussy was enjoying it even if your bottom wasn’t.” I glide my fingers between her hot wet folds and tweak her clit, making her jump in surprise.

“Daddy?”

“Little girls who behave during their punishments get pleasure after,” I tell her, pressing a finger into her slick channel. I continue to tease her before adding another finger and possessing her more fully.

Violet unconsciously moves her hips against my palm, seeking the pleasure I’m offering.

“So wet for Daddy,” I say softly as I fuck her with my fingers. The scent and sounds of her pleasure fill the room.

“Oh God,” Violet gasps, shuddering as her tight channel pulses and squeezes my fingers.

“Nope, it’s still Daddy.”

Violet giggles and gasps as I fill her with three fingers and press my thumb to her clit, rubbing the hard and swollen nub. It’s slick from her wetness. I push firmly to keep it from slipping out of my control as I send her over the edge.

She’s panting and red-faced as I help her rise off my lap. Moving her between my legs, I cradle her in my arms, letting her sore bottom fall between my knees. I rock her back and forth as she cuddles into my chest.

“How are you doing, baby?” I ask in a low whisper.

“Okay,” she mutters. Raising her head off my shoulder, she looks into my eyes. “You have a hard hand, Daddy.”

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