How does he know I’m lying?
I squirm uncomfortably on his lap. “Well, yes. I imagine you tying me up. I imagine. . . this. Being over your lap. I imagine you lecturing me before you spank me. I imagine. . . like. . . maybe you. . . using things on me.”
“That’s a good girl,” he says in that voice that makes me melt. “Like what?”
“Like. . . that time you used your belt. Or maybe. . . I don’t know, something like. . . to keep my wrists together. I. . . I’ve only read about these things, and I don’t know what I like or want.”
I breathe out and complete the melting process. I’m literally boneless now.
“But are you willing to find out?”
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Nikko
I never imagined Vera would come alive like this.
“Yes. Yes, Daddy,” she says. She can’t even look at me when she says it, and she’s doing that adorable thing where her cheeks get all bright red. But the woman’s as aroused as she’s ever been, and I’ve barely touched her.
Fuck.
“Open your legs,” I say in a growl. Her obedience is the most erotic aphrodisiac I ever could’ve imagined. My dick is painfully hard when she obeys immediately.
But she still needs to learn her lesson.
I spank her pretty, perfect little naked ass. “What do you say, Vera?”
“Y-yes, Daddy,” she breathes as she parts her legs.
I stroke her until her back arches.
“Beg Daddy for your climax, baby. Beg me.”
“Please,” she begs in a choked whisper. “Please, Daddy.”
I stroke her clit until she comes, her back arching and her voice a jumbled chorus of whimpers and pleas. She’s still coming when I lift her onto the bed.
“Touch yourself. Keep going, baby. Keep touching yourself.”
I unfasten my belt as she obeys me, her lips parted as she comes so fucking hard. I fasten it in a loop around her wrists and secure them before I lean back on the bed and position her over my mouth. I savor every lick, the taste of her scorched into my memory like a brand. And when she comes on my mouth, I savor the way she moans in pleasure until she falls beside me, her eyes fluttering closed.
“Good girl,” I whisper, leaning over her. “That’s a good girl. But we’re not done here, Vera. You’ll learn to obey Daddy. That was your reward for taking your first punishment like such a good girl.”
“My—my first, Daddy?” Her eyes are half-lidded staring up at me.
I nod. “It’s my job to make sure you know that will never happen again. Ever.” I tip my hand under her chin. “Will it, baby?”
“No, Daddy,” she breathes.
I lay her on the bed beside me as she stares at me, curiosity mingling with arousal in her gaze. I spread her legs and taste her clit again.
“Daddy!” her hips jerk. “I’m so sensitive! I just—oh, God, Markov!”
I lick her clit again, lazily stroking and tasting while I unfasten my pants and take out my dick. I groan into her wet, hot, sweet pussy. She protests but doesn’t try to stop me as I nip the swollen bud before I stroke her with my tongue again.
“Oh my God,” she breathes. “Dear God.”
My cock swells in my fist while I fist it, eating her sweet pussy like it’s the world’s finest goddamn delicacy.