Page 10 of Marrying My Ex's Dad

“Now, tiny goddess, we are going to have averyserious conversation. Why the fuck did you leave me?” I ask, trying to keep the hurt out of my voice.

She sighs, looking down at her hands. “I overheard someone on the phone calling me a gold digging slut and talking about you divorcing me. I couldn’t believe you would do that to me after everything you said. I mean, do you just go around marrying women then divorcing them?”

I smile. “No, sweetheart. There are no others. You are the first and last woman I’ve ever married. And there will be no divorce,now or ever.I told you, you aremine. I meant it. I will never let you go, Celeste.Never. By the way, here is your ring.” I slip it back on her finger, where it belongs.

“Had you stuck around a few minutes longer, you would have heard me firing my attorney and threatening him within an inch of his life for what he said about you. I hired a new attorney, who was more than happy to get my business and didn’t argue with my wishes. Everything I own is being put into both our names as we speak.”

Her jaw drops. “Why on earth would you do that, Nathan? That’s insane! I’m sure you are worth a few million dollars.”

“About a hundred times that, actually.”

“Three hundred million?” she says, gasping.

“Yes, sweetheart. You are now a very wealthy woman.”

“Holy shit!” She shakes her head. “Nathan, I don’t care about your money. I only want you.”

“I know. And that’s why I gave it to you. Regardless, I still need to punish you.”

“You are really going to punish me?”

“Oh, yes, sweetheart. I will punish you, then reward you.” My cock hardens painfully, anticipating what’s to come.

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Celeste

“Strip, tiny goddess.”

“Okay,” I whisper. I’m not sure what he has planned, but I trust my husband. He sits down on the bed, motioning me over once I’m naked.

“So fucking beautiful,” he says, devouring me with his eyes. “Lay across my lap, ass in the air.”

“Why?”

“Don’t test me, sweetheart. I’m still very upset with you.”

I nod my head. I lie across his lap, moaning as I feel his hardness pushing against my stomach. A smack across my ass cheek makes me gasp. “Nathan! What are you doing?”

“Punishing you,” he says, smacking the other side.

“Ouch! That hurts!”

“Does it really, sweetheart?”

“What do you mean? Of course it does.” As he spanks me again, though, I moan. He spanks me then massages my ass. Each smack goes straight to my core, making me drip with need.

“You love it, don’t you, sweetheart? You love your punishment.” I shake my head. He brings his lips against my ear and whispers, “Liar. Let’s see, shall we?” He pushes his fingers inside of me and moans.

“Fuck, you are drenched, baby.” He thrusts his fingers in and out of my dripping cunt.

“Please, Nathan.”

“Are you sorry for running from me?”

“Yes!” I scream, nearly coming apart at the pleasure he’s creating between my legs.

“And you won’t run again, will you?”

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