Page 87 of Bet On Me, Daddy

Perhaps that was why he was so good at puttingherin her place.

Stifling a giggle at the thought, she followed him into his bedroom, where he stopped and turned to face her. “My pretty little Ruby,” he murmured, lifting one hand to cup her cheek in a move so unexpectedly sweet it had the butterflies in her stomach doing somersaults. “Before we begin, I have a question.”

“I may have an answer,” she replied with a teasing smile.

“Hmmm. Perhaps that was my answer. I was going to ask if you’ve learned your lesson about giving smartass responses when Daddy asks you a question.”

Fuck. That was why he’d been torturing her all day, wasn’t it? She’d honestly forgotten what she’d done other than knowing she’d poked the bear that morning and the bear had been rather grumpy about it. “I’m sorry, Daddy. Yes, I’ve learned my lesson.”

“Hmm. I suppose that remains to be seen. But lucky for you, I’m feeling rather generous tonight. So as long as you can continue being a good girl for me, you’ll be allowed to come with your bottom stuffed full of Daddy’s cock. Strip.”

He stepped away as he gave the order, turning his back on her to step into his closet. She took the opportunity to press a hand to her chest, where her heart was doing its best to jump right out.

A minute. She just needed a minute for her system to settle, since it never seemed to quite get there when he was around.

She took as long as she dared before following his orders to strip. Off went the pretty blue sweater and her jeans, so that when he stepped back out of the closet she was clad in nothing but her bra and underwear.

Thank god she’d had the foresight to put on a matching set that morning.

Pausing in front of her, Beckett raked his gaze down her body, then back up to her face, his hungry eyes meeting hers. “Gorgeous. As always.”

“Thank you, Sir.”

“Finish getting undressed, and then I want you on my bed. Lying on your back, your hands over your head.”

On her back? Heat infused her cheeks as she unhooked her bra and tossed it into the pile with her sweater and jeans. On her back meant she would have to watch him as he…

Still flush with humiliation and need, she stripped her panties off and climbed up onto the bed, positioning herself as instructed. Beckett, she realized with a sudden, sharp ache in her clit, had also stripped down to his birthday suit while she’d finished getting undressed. Now he stood beside the bed, in all his ripped, muscley glory, and he grinned down at her as he held up a set of leather restraints. “I want you completely at my mercy the first time I fuck your bottom.”

After everything she’d been through, it should have sounded more threatening than it did. And her body sure as hell shouldn’t be positively humming with need the way it was.

But here she was, primed and ready, on the verge of begging him to get on with it already as he wrapped the cool leather around her wrists. The chain between the restraints hooked onto a ring on his headboard she’d never noticed before.

“You really are fucking perfect,” he said as he knelt between her splayed thighs. “Laid out for Daddy like this, your little cunt just dripping all over the bed. Such a messy thing, aren’t you, baby?”

“I’m… sorry?”

“Don’t ever apologize for the way your body responds to me. Sheets can be washed.” As if to drive his point home, he brushed his thumb over her swollen, aching clit, his smile deepening when she arched up into his touch with a gasp. “I love how wet and needy you are for me, Ruby Red. And I can’t wait to see how much of a mess you can make all over me. Now, relax for me, baby. I’m going to take your plug out.”

It was always odd, trying to force her muscles to loosen when a plug was going in or coming out. At the slightest touch, her body instinctively tightened, even when the object was being removed. But she did her best as he slowly worked the plug from her bottom, though she did whine a bit when the widest part of it stretched her open again.

“Shh, baby. You’re all right. Daddy won’t hurt you.” A low, deep chuckle vibrated in his chest. “At least, not any more than you can handle.”

Fuck, that was hot. Hotter than it had any right to be, and the need she’d been battling all day ramped up so high it threatened to scramble her brains.

When the plug had been removed and set aside again, Beckett wrapped his hands around her ankles, placing them on his shoulders as he positioned the tip of his cock at her tender hole. His dark gaze locked on hers as he pushed inside her, just a little, stretching her far more than the plug had ever managed.

“Breathe for me, baby. If you pass out, you’ll miss all the fun.”

CHAPTER 29

RUBY

Trapped, helpless, and completely at the mercy of a man she knew to be a sadist.

Not a bad ending for a date night, really.

Blowing out a breath, she dragged in another lungful of air as he pushed deeper, stretching her open even wider. The little bites of pain as he filled her only wound the coil of need in her belly tighter and tighter.

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