Page 39 of Daddy's Mad Love

“He needs to leave her alone.”

“Why?” I stepped forward, invading her space and forcing her to tilt her head back if she wanted to maintain her gaze. I was close enough to see the way her pupils dilated, her lips parting as she sucked in a quick breath. Whether she wanted to be or not, she was affected by my nearness, and my own arousal stirred at her reaction. “Clara can make her own choices.”

“But…” She huffed and stepped back as I came forward again. If she hadn’t moved, we would have been pressed together. As it was, she hit the wall, unable to go any farther, and her eyes widened.

I blocked her retreat on one side with my arm, hand flat against the wall next to her head while lifting my other hand up to curve around her throat. I could feel her pulse fluttering against my palm as she let out a little gasp, and I stroked my thumb along the underside of her jaw.

“I think you need to be more concerned about fulfilling your promise to me and less concerned about protecting Clara from her own choices.” Though, if Gio wanted Clara, I had no doubt she would rapidly find her other choices dwindling, the same way Hailey’s had… but there was always a choice.

I pressed my lower body against Hailey so she could feel my erection as I lowered my lips to hers for a kiss. I was hungry for her, eager to get started, to feel her truly submit to me. Hailey was a woman of her word, and I had no doubt that she would fulfill her promise to do whatever I wanted.

I’d had the mayor murdered for her, and now I was going to get my reward—her complete and total submission to me.

Her lips parted beneath mine, allowing me access to her mouth, and I swept my tongue inside, claiming her as I deepened the kiss. I could feel her relaxing against me, trapped between me and the wall. Already, she was giving in to the sensations, giving in to me.

As exciting as the fight had been, I was now anticipating her cooperation. I had taken what I wanted; now, I wanted her to give me everything.

I explored her mouth with my tongue, rocking my hips against her and making her squirm. My hand dropped away from the wall, sliding down over her shoulder and collarbone to cup her breast, pinching her hardened nipple through the material of her dress.

Which was when she finally gasped and pushed at me, her hands coming up to shove against my chest. Completely useless, of course, but I ended the kiss, lifting my head to see what she wanted.

Her gaze darted back and forth to either side of us, seeking witnesses that weren’t there. Even if anyone had appeared at the end of the hall, they would have quickly made themselves scarce upon seeing us in the middle of it.

“Not here,” she hissed at me. “This is… indecent. Your parents could walk by at any time!”

Personally, I found it rather exciting, but I did want her to submit, not to be fighting her own desires.

“Ask me nicely, and we can go to our bedroom.”

She pressed her lips together, then they relaxed so she could take a deep breath, as if she was gathering her courage.

“Daddy, can we go to our bedroom instead?” Her big doe eyes pleaded with me. How could I resist just a sweet request? I couldn’t.

“Very well.” Sliding one arm around her back, I crouched slightly to hook the other under her legs, scooping her up in my arms. She let out a startled cry, her arms automatically going around my neck to help her keep her balance and stay in place.

“What are you doing?” she squeaked.

“What you asked,” I replied, chuckling as I strode down the hallway, carrying her off to the bedroom like a prize I’d just won. She blushed red hot when we passed by Tomas in the next hall, even though his expression didn’t change a jot. Her embarrassment was adorable, even more so when she ducked her head and burrowed it into my shoulder, as if she was trying to hide.

I couldn’t help but grin.

She might have been a reluctant bride, but she was turning into an eager little girl as my wife.

18

Hailey

I stared at my husband, trying to comprehend the words he’d just said because they made no sense.

“You want me to ask for a spanking?” Why on earth would anyone do such a thing? And yet, my bottom tingled, almost like it was anticipating the act.

“Yes.” Ignoring my astonishment, he sauntered over to the bed, leaving me where he’d set me down in the middle of our room, and sat on it. His dark eyes gleamed as they met mine, and he patted his lap. “I want you to strip down naked, put yourself over my knee, and ask your Daddy for a spanking.”

It was so wrong, yet I felt my pussy clench at his words. I couldn’t actually want to do what he was requesting, could I?

I did have to do it, though. That or go back on my word. I had promised him I would do anything he wanted. And he wanted this. My breath hitched. At least he didn’t want to use the belt.

His gaze was riveted to me as I started to strip, my cheeks heating in a hot blush as I removed my clothing while he watched. My skin felt hot and tight, my nipples puckering in reaction to either the cool air in the room or my increasing arousal—it was hard to tell which.

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