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“I don’t think you’ve ever gotten spanked before,” he says in a low voice.

“It’s never too late to start.” I lean in. “I mean, Corporal Punishment is still legal in all fifty states as long as it’s not excessive, Daddy.”

He reaches over and brushes his knuckles against the right side of my face. “Trust me, Cass. If I was to start spanking you now, I might never be able to stop.”

“What if I didn’t ask you to stop?”

He dropped his hand and then turned the key in the ignition. “You wouldn’t be asking. You’d be begging me to.”

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CHAPTER TWO: JAX

The drive to the family cabin is excruciating, especially with my daughter, Cassidy, beside me. It’s not for any other reason other than the fact that I’m rock fucking hard after starting at her tits for the past two hours on the way to Salt Harbour.

That’s right, call me depraved and sick or whatever the fuck you want, but I’ve always had a special place in my heart for Cass.

And I didn’t realize it until my wife and I had lost our baby girl, Autumn two years ago.

Cass…she was the only one there to console me and not make me feel like a worthless piece of shit.

It’s been a hard two years, with Cass mostly away at college and my ex-wife in New York fucking another man.

She’s so selfish that she doesn’t even care about the fact that this didn’t just affect us but Cass as well. She’s a good daughter, got straight As, and never asked for anything. But she too didn’t at least get a proper goodbye from her mother. All we got was a cold fucking email telling us how tired she was and that she was finally done with this family.

Things almost fell apart. Almost. But Cassidy fought to keep it together and she shouldn’t have had to have that kind of burden on her shoulders. She dropped out of college even though she only had one year left and I tried to convince her to go back, but she wouldn’t hear anything else about it. She’s a good girl. My good girl.

And with Cass, I’ve been trying to ignore the way I feel about her. She’s been going through all this shit as well and didn’t need me coming along and taking advantage. Besides, she had her entire life ahead of her. I bet she had the boys lining up for her, but I didn’t like to accept that because it both turned me on and made me so fucking mad. The fact that Cassidy could end up with some asshole who didn’t appreciate her for everything she had to offer…I don’t even want to think about it. She belongs to me. With me. But I don’t know how she’d react to hearing something like that.

I tried telling myself that it was because I’d been celibate for a few years that I perhaps wanted to know what it felt like to stuff my cock into her tight pussy. But it’s not just that. I feel a connection to her that I haven’t felt in a while and I think I might love her more than just her being my daughter.

I’m also not sure if I’m just imagining it, but something tells me that Cassie feels the same way. I know my daughter better, hell I mostly raised her and I know that she’s not into dressing provocatively, so when she came home from college, I couldn’t help but notice the way she began changing the way she’d dress around me.

I mean the tight jeans and tops that were open so vulgarly at the front that her huge tits spilled out from them. And all I want to do is bury my face in between those two titties and suck her perky nipples until she comes.

I’ve stood outside her bedroom door before and jerked off to the sounds of her moaning and I imagined her on the other side, touching herself, spreading those pretty pink pussy lips. I got jealous when I thought of her using a dildo or vibrator.

She would never need any of those things ever again if she ever let me worship her the way I wanted to. Fuck, her tight virgin pussy would be my temple and I’d worship it every day. She needed a man to show her. Not a boy. She needed me.

That’s why I decided on a trip to the cabin. If it’s just us up here, away from everything and everyone, I want to take my chances with her.

When we reach the cabin which is nestled on private land in between tall, thick fir trees, I get out of the car first. I need to stretch my legs and also try to make my clear boner go away. I didn’t want to make it awkward before I made a move.

The huge cabin is ahead and right in front of it is a calm beach with a blanket of thick, white fog already settling on the surface for the evening.

Our nearest neighbor is at least half an hour away which means if I get to make my baby girl scream tonight, I will make her scream so loud that her throat hurts. I’m gonna make her come again and again.

“Daddy. Can we just get our bags later?” My baby girl walks around my truck and starts to head toward the cabin. “I have a surprise for you and wanna show you something.”

“Sure, Cass.”

I clear my throat and follow behind her, desperately trying to forget about how hard I am for her. Fuck. My eyes move up her long, pale legs and I imagine running my fingers along them.

Whatever morals I have about the part where I try not to fuck my daughter, I leave outside the door as soon Cass and I enter the cabin. It’s so much warmer even though it’s been unoccupied for a few months. Everything still looks the same and it smells fresh like it’s been kept clean. I know either one of my brothers would make the trip to make sure the place is all safe and clean a few times throughout the year.

I close the door behind me and find the comfy old, grey couch that I’ve reserved as mine in this cabin and sit down while Cass heads into the kitchen.

The anticipation is killing me and I want to know what she’s up to, but I don’t move.

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