Page 19 of Mountain Man Daddy

“Young lady, do you deserve this spanking?”

“Yes,” she choked out as he swatted, even lower this time, where the sting made her eyes pop wide. “Yes, yes, I do.” Tears came over her lids, and she let them take all the horrid fear and sadness with them. It felt amazing to empty the toxins from within her. It had always seemed pointless to cry before but now she realized it simply felt good. “Thank you,” she garbled, and he whacked so hard along the tops of her thighs that her legs kicked involuntarily.

“Ah, ah, okay!” she panted, knowing she couldn’t take much more. “I understand, and I won’t do it again!” Another yelp or two followed before she simply slumped, letting the tears flow.

“That’s my girl.” He stopped punishing her bottom and began soothing instead. His big warm hand roamed over her scorched cheeks, and he spoke gently. “Let it all go. Let me take care of you.”

Avery snuffled into his pillow and let the sensations from both his hand and his words soothe her. The flowing tears swept all the overwhelming emotions away with them. “Honey? Let’s get you on the bed.” He helped her up, and as they stood to face each other, he cupped her cheeks. Until that moment, Avery had been focused on the spanking and its purpose, but now that the giant bearded man looked down at her with his beautiful crinkled sexually charged blue eyes, arousal thrummed in her. Her eyes widened and then blazed at the realization that his caring but painful spanking had turned them both on.

“Daddy,” she whispered breathlessly. “I—”

She never got to finish as his mouth crushed hers. His lips and facial hair sent sensations through her that tingled in all the right places. She loved the taste of him and the scruffy but soft feel of his beard. When his mouth left her lips and found her neck, she lost all control.God, the way it felt, the roughness mingling with his soft, hot mouth, made her entire body come alive. Her thighs pressed as she felt more pooling warmth. His big hands grabbed her ass, and Avery hissed as he pulled her against him. She wrapped her legs around his waist to hold on. The buckle from his belt was cold against her naked pussy, and his hands clutching her ass made her nerves zing in reminder of the spanking he’d just given her, but all of it felt so damn right. She felt so damn alive. Pain and arousal mingled, making her feel an overpowering pulse of pleasure. “Daddy, please.”

His response was a growl into her neck.

“Put your feet down,” he demanded. She did, and he lowered her to stand.

“Arms up, little girl.”

She smiled at the hooded desire in his eyes.

“You’re gorgeous,” she whispered and lifted her arms for him. He groaned when he pulled the shirt up, exposing her beautiful, heavy breasts. He licked his lips as he tossed the clothing over his shoulders.

“No, honey, you are. Absolutely fucking stunning.” His hands found her breasts, and as they filled his palms, his thumbs played with her puckered buds. His callused pads circled them, tightening them further until they all but ached for his mouth. He pulled her closer and sucked her lip between his, nibbling it as she moaned.

“Lie down.” He released her, his gruff demand making the pulse between her thighs hasten. She was frozen by her body’s reaction to this man. “Little girl, if you don’t do as you’re told, I’m going to take my belt to your lovely ass.”

“Oh.” She fell back on his bed, her arms above her head and her hair spilling across his sheets. He watched, a satisfied smile spreading across his mouth.

“Open for me, honey.” She licked her lips slowly, and his smile turned predatory. His hand went to his belt, and he started to unbuckle. “Keep your hands where they are,” he added, raising one brow as she began moving.

A cry fell from her lips, and she pulled her legs up and apart for him. He reached one of his long callused fingers out to slide ever-so-lightly from the top of her mound right down her lips to her opening. Intense sensations scattered throughout her and her trailing whimper turned to his name. She squirmed as he dipped into her core and ran his wet finger up to find her nub. He growled and fell to his knees. Grabbing her legs, he yanked her so her bottom was at the very edge of the bed. The friction woke the burn on her backside and she whimpered. He turned his head, chuckled and kissed the inside of her knee.

“Another reminder to behave,” he murmured against her skin, his breath hot and moist. His facial hair heightened every sensation, and she felt shivers everywhere as he trailed right to the top of her thigh, stopping only for a little lick and nibble in the middle before continuing till he reached the opposite knee.

“Baby, you’re mine,” he said gruffly, clutching her hips tightly and diving for her center.

She twisted and squirmed, clasping the checkered blanket in her fingers. Her head shook back and forth, and he continued to flick, swirl, and suck her, but when he slid one finger and then two inside her and pumped, she screamed a curse and fell over the edge. “Yessss.”

She opened her eyes after a moment and watched him as he reached an arm over his shoulder, took a handful of shirt and yanked it over his head. His naked chest was tawny even after the long winter, and his hard pecs were scattered lightly with blond hair.

“Don’t move an inch.” He stood and left, returning with a foil packet. “Annie is the smartest goddamned old lady in the world!”

He yanked down his jeans and the white thermal long underwear beneath. His cock was thick, long, and hard, and it twitched for her. She had never thought of the male anatomy as beautiful, but this man’s was. After sliding the condom on, he leaned forward, caging her between his strong, muscled arms. His mouth found hers, and her eyes fluttered shut. His wavy hair was loose, and it tickled her face. She felt his cock at her opening, and before the pulsing aftershocks from her orgasm had fully abated, his cock drove in, filling her completely. When he released her mouth, he dragged his teeth gently along her bottom lip, and she gasped. He felt so good inside her, and the building of pleasure was sweeping her up again.

“God, you feel so good,” he murmured as he pumped in rhythmic strokes, but her taste of pleasure was quick before he stopped.

“No,” she cried. “Please don’t stop.”

“Over and up on your knees, baby,” he said, his voice graveled with desire as he pulled himself from her. She whimpered at being separated from him but rolled onto all fours.

“Oh, woman, you are so hot like this.” He gently pushed her forward so her chest was flat but her ass high. First, he rubbed and massaged her tender cheeks, then gave her a hearty smack and buried himself inside her deeply enough to make her call out in both surprise and pleasure.

He filled her so perfectly, as if he were made for her. He reached around her hip and ran his rough hand smoothly down her belly, his fingers finding her freshly sensitized nub. The dual sensations took her up intensely again.

“Daddy,” she whispered with her eyes shut tight. She panted a beat or two as he pounded against her ass, his hammering enhancing his finger play. “Don’t stop, ever. Please. I’ve never felt so…Please,” she pleaded. With him inside, she felt complete, emotionally and physically. The sensations rose in her, tightening her every muscle. His thrusts slowed, and every sensation was heightened. Her tongue, the roof of her mouth, even her fingertips—they all tingled with pleasure. Flashes danced behind her eyelids, and she held her breath as she went to the farthest edges of ecstasy.

It only took a few seconds of his slow, measured strokes before his release followed. Mike gave a guttural moan, fisting her hair and kissing her nape possessively. He whispered against her earlobe, “You are more beautiful than anything I’ve ever seen.” He slipped out of her but immediately grabbed her hips and roughly pulled her until he cradled her ass against his groin and pulled them to lie on the bed.

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