Page 15 of Little Bits of Daddy (Montana Daddies)

“No nightmares?”

Crap. Too late, she realized he probably already knew that she’d been having nightmares every night since he left. Damn Kent anyway. Did he have to tell Clint everything?

“Kent told you about the nightmares?”

“No. He didn’t. You just did. You just lied to me, little girl.”

Well, shit.

She tensed, wondering what he was going to do. He stood, then pulled her up. He grabbed the bottom of her sweater, tugging it off. He quickly removed her t-shirt and bra. Then he knelt down in front of her.

“Hold onto my shoulders,” he ordered gruffly, undoing her jeans then pulling them off as well as her panties.

Nerves danced in her stomach as she wondered what came next.

He stood. “Face the bed, then lean over and put your palms on the mattress, feet apart.”

She bit her lip. “I thought we were gonna have a bath, Daddy?”

“We are,” he told her. “First, though, we’re going to take care of your punishment for lying.”

Drat. She pouted.

“Then after your bath, we’ll deal with you putting your safety at risk. Now git.” He turned her and gave her a sharp smack to her bare ass to get moving. She yelped and reached back to rub.

“You know better than that, little girl.” He grasped hold of her hand, pulling it away from her bottom and gave her several sharp smacks. Shoot. She did know better.

She reluctantly got into position with her hands resting on the bed, her legs spread a few feet apart.

“Keep your eyes down. If I see you looking back, I’ll blindfold you,” he warned.

She could hear him moving around behind her, but didn’t dare look back.

“Right, keep that ass nice and high for me.”

Nerves thrummed. He slapped the inside of one thigh. “Wider.”

“Umm, shouldn’t you go down and talk to Kent? He’s waiting for you.”

“Kent is fine. You are my priority.”

Those words filled her with both warmth and trepidation.

He parted her bottom cheeks. She tensed up automatically and he gave her ass a warning smack. “You know better than that. Relax.”

Easy for him to say. She knew what was coming. He’d been using anal plugs these past few weeks to stretch her so he could eventually take her there.

She felt a finger prod at her opening. It had surprised her how much she enjoyed having her ass played with. Of course, he usually teased her clit at the same time, sending her into a soaring orgasm. But to her frustration, his other hand didn’t drift lower, instead he rested it on the small of her back.

He pushed at her entrance, slowly sliding his lubricated finger inside her. Then he pulled it back out. In then out. He fucked her ass with his finger until her breath was coming in sharp pants, her body trembling so hard she could barely keep her position.

“Touch me?” she begged him.

“No. There’s no pleasure for you right now, little one.”

She let out a keening cry. “Why?”

Another finger was pushed inside her. It wasn’t fair. Her nerve endings sang into life as he moved those two fingers in and out of her back hole. Her clit throbbed desperately.

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