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“I’m not arguing, but I don’t know that being sore from Daddy’s use is the worst thing that could happen to a little girl.”

“I’ll be sure to remind you that you said that come tomorrow morning when you wake up in that condition.”

Chapter

Six

Avery woke the next morning to find herself all alone in her bed. Had last night just been an incredibly vivid dream? She rolled from her side to sit up, but stopped the instant her well-punished backside came in contact with the mattress. Gasping sharply, she reached back, rubbing ruefully. Okay, so at least that part hadn’t been a dream.

She’d managed to avoid any further spankings last night, although she had come close when he’d insisted she get in the hot tub to soak. She’d been far too aroused. Instead of soothing her body, the hot, bubbling water had further inflamed her desire. Thom had laughed right up until she started to get defiant. After that, all he had to do was stare straight in her eyes as he unbuckled his belt, and that had neatly squelched any further thoughts of disobeying.

As she took stock of how she was feeling, she realized it wasn’t just her bottom that was sore. It had obviously been way too long since her poor pussy had experienced a man’s seductive abuse, particularly not a man as well-endowed as Thom. She grinned; not only did he have size going for him, the man knew how to fuck. Avery had never known she was capable of multiple orgasms, but he’d happily proven her wrong.

Avery blushed as she remembered when he’d left her bed this morning. Having just wrung another three orgasms from her tired, sore body, he’d leaned over her from behind, still encased in her velvety depths.

Nipping her ear, he’d whispered, “Go back to sleep, kitten. Daddy needs to get some work done. You’re not to get out of bed until at least seven. Then put on Daddy’s shirt and come join me.”

After checking the clock, she was just gathering herself to stand as he entered the room. His face lit up when he saw her and there was no denying the effect that had in the pit of her eager belly.

“Good morning, baby.” Coming around the end of the bed, he bent to take her face in his hands and kissed her deeply. “How’s my girl?”

“Tired… sore… but happier than I can ever remember being.” She was also glad she had yet to get to her feet as she was pretty sure her legs would not have continued to support her.

He chuckled. “You have no idea how happy I am to hear you say that.”

Plopping down on the bed beside her, he wasted no time in drawing her up into his lap. This was quickly becoming one of her favorite places to be. There was no feeling in the world like being enfolded in his arms, and nothing felt more natural than clasping her arms around his neck in return. Laying her head on his shoulder, she sighed.

“We need to talk about a couple of things.”

And there went all her contentment, right down the toilet. “We need to work on your pillow talk, Daddy, because that doesn’t sound good…”

“There’s nothing bad going on,” he assured her. “You’re not in trouble either, unless you woke up and played with yourself because Daddy wasn’t there to do it for you.”

Avery snuggled against him. “No, Daddy. I don’t think I’ll have any need or desire to play with Daddy’s toys. I’m fairly sure Daddy will take care of that.”

Avery wasn’t sure when she’d decided she liked thinking of herself as his toy or just his in general, but she knew doing so created a warm caramel-sauce feeling oozing its way into her being.

“Good answer, little girl. And you’re right, Daddy will make sure his toys are kept well-tuned, lubed, and used often.”

She shivered, her toes all but curling at his words. “So, we’ve talked about the good stuff. What’s the not-so good?”

“We’ve caught wind that things are heating back up on the Fariq and Christian front. As much as I’d like nothing more than to lay you down and explore the depths of all your sensual responses, we need to get back to work. That’s not necessarily a bad thing, but it does mean we’ll be seeing people we’ve known for a long time. I think believing we might be able to keep this just between us is unrealistic, but I’m willing to leave the exact nature of our dynamic and how much they know entirely up to you.”

“But they’ll know we’re together and that you’re the dominant one in our relationship.”

Thom nodded. “Yep. I don’t expect you to call me Daddy or Sir and I sure as hell won’t ever embarrass you in front of them… well, maybe Noah outside of work just because it’s Noah and he’s been rooting for us for a long time.”

“He might have told me how you felt…”

“I’m warning you, little girl, you best get over any resentment you have about what you think Noah should or shouldn’t have done. He did what he thought best to keep you safe and he wants nothing but the best for you.”

“So, he’s sticking me with you?” she teased, and then feared she might have said the wrong thing.

Thom laughed. “That’s my sassy little girl.”

“I thought you didn’t like sass.”

“Not when you’re in trouble and not when it’s disrespectful, and I expect you to know the difference. I tell you what, when we’re alone, you can expect me to be very clear and direct about when you’re headed down the wrong path. But, when we’re in company, if I think you are getting out of line, I will get your attention and tap the face of my watch as a warning. Sound fair?”

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