Page 46 of Daddy's Naughty List

Walt

He didn’t ask Susan to explain what she’d meant about writing her bucket list. She needed that tiny push to realize her dreams were within reach, and he was just the Daddy to give it to her.

“There’s my very good girl,” he murmured as he continued to prepare her ass for his cock.

Thankfully, although he doubted she’d ever done anal, she’d watched enough scenes in the dungeon to know what to do. Didn’t mean he wouldn’t go slow for her first time.

“Please. Daddy.” She tried to press her hips against his hand, but he held her still.

“Tell me exactly what you want, babygirl.” He rubbed her clit with his thumb. “Use those bad girl words.”

“Ahh!” Susan clenched her hands into fists and wadded the sheets.

“No dirty words?” Walt removed his fingers, then cleaned his hands with a wipe. “Too bad.”

“Damn you!” She turned to glare at him, revealing cheeks flushed with arousal and irritation. “Fuck my ass, Daddy. Put your cock inside me now!”

Hiding a smile, he kissed the base of her spine. “There’s my good naughty girl.”

“Walt, please!”

“Be patient, sweetheart.” His cock throbbed as he hurriedly put on a condom and coated it with lube.

“Hurry, Daddy!” Susan spread her knees further apart and pushed her hand between her legs.

“Oh, very naughty girl,” he murmured as he rubbed the head of his cock against her puckered opening. “Did I could say you could touch your pussy?”

“I— Oh, god.”

Walt eased himself inside her, as slowly as he could when every single cell in his body wanted to fuck her hard and bury himself deep inside her.

“Answer me, Susan. Did I give you permission to touch your pussy?”

“No, Daddy.” She rocked her hips to meet my thrusts, but didn’t stop playing with herself.

“Are you going to stop?” He pulled her against him and held still until she whined and tried to take more of his cock in her bottom.

“No, Daddy. And I’m not sorry.”

“Oh, my.” Thankfully, she wasn’t looking at him because there was no way he’d be able to hide the grin on his face. It was about time she took what she wanted without asking and without apologizing. “That is very, very naughty.”

“Yes, Daddy.” He slid deeper into her, making her gasp.

“Do you think I should spank you?” He slid his hand over her hip, then between her legs. Matching her rhythm, he stroked her clit.

“Yes.” Susan moaned and arched her back, making her thighs quiver. “God, yes, Daddy. Spank me, but don’t stop fucking me.”

“Never.” He thrust deeper into her scalding heat but slowed down, so he didn’t come too soon. Using his free hand, he slapped the outer curve of her ass hard enough to leave a pink handprint.

“More, Daddy!”

Walt took his hand off her pussy and spanked the other side. She cried out and her channel rippled around his cock, tightening like a fist.

“Fuck, yes, baby. You feel so good.” He alternated a few more spanks, almost forgetting to stop before she would want him to. His heart pounded, and he gritted his teeth when a surge of pleasure traveled up to the base of his spine.

“Daddy, please!” She panted harshly and threw her head back. “I need to come!”

He wouldn’t tease her—not this time, and not when he was fast approaching the point of no return.

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