Page 143 of Daddy, Sir

Naomi

“Daddy!”

There’s nothing sweeter in the world than the sound of my girl calling out to me when I come home from work.

No, that’s not true. Even sweeter is the look on her face as she runs across the living room and leaps into my arms.

Even sweeter than that is how she wraps her small arms around my neck and kisses all over my face as though I’ve been gone for months instead of a few hours.

I hold her with my hands on her bottom under her dress as she wraps her legs tightly around me. She has put on a little weight since she moved in with me. She’s not as gangly and skinny anymore. I squeeze her sexy bottom, which is now rounded and more of a handful.

“How was your day, babygirl?” I ask as I carry her to the couch and sit with her wrapped around me like a monkey.

She sits up taller and plays with my collar as she talks. “It was good. I wrote two more chapters. I even included a scene wherethe Daddy makes her choose from several crops before he swats her bottom.”

I love how her cheeks grow pink as she explains the scene. They were just as pink when I lined four crops up on the bed last week and ordered her to select one before I swatted her bottom in four places, leaving raised squares from the leather in each spot.

My girl does not like to misbehave because she really likes her punishments to be playful and end with orgasms. I’m good with that.

“I can’t wait to read it, babygirl.”

She blushes deeper. “Not yet, Daddy. You can’t read it until it’s done.”

I chuckle. This is what she tells me every day. “Okay, okay.”

“How wasyourday, Daddy? Did you help protect people from bad guys and save damsels in distress?”

I smile. “Yep. Everyone is safe.”

My job at Black Blade Protection is not quite as glamorous as Naomi would prefer to believe, but I humor her. I don’t go to the office often. I usually work from my home office while she works at the desk in her playroom. I’m a behind-the-scenes guy who keeps tabs on security and surveillance while others are in the field. I’m rarely with them.

“Are we still going to Surrender tonight, Daddy?”

“Yes, Baby. And you’re still going to wear the pretty party dress with the frilly panties. And I’m still going to lean you over a spanking bench, pull your panties down, and show everyone how pretty you are when your bottom is red-hot.”

She shivers adorably and clenches her thighs against my hips. “You won’t make me come in front of everyone, though, right?”

I kiss her lips. “No, babygirl. I will save that for when we get home. After I spank you, I will pull your panties back up andpress them against your wet pussy so you’ll think about me for the rest of the evening.”

She whimpers. “What if I come anyway?”

I kiss her again and cup her face. “If you come without permission, I’ll haul you back onto the bench, strap you down, and use my belt on you. I think I’ll wear my wide black one tonight just in case my babygirl needs me to use it.”

She shakes her head. Her knees grip me again as she rocks her pussy forward against my rigid cock. When I reach between her legs, I find her panties already soaked.

She’s breathing heavily. “Maybe you should make love to me right now so that I’ll be able to control myself later.”

I chuckle. “Are you saying if I let you come a few times now, you’ll be able to hold off at the club, naughty girl?” My babygirl is insatiable. Even five orgasms right now will not dampen her arousal later this evening. She knows it.

She shrugs. “It’s worth a try.”

I can’t argue that point, plus I need to be inside her. “I guess we should at least try then, huh? For research purposes.”

“Yes, Daddy, Sir.”

I lift my hips, undo my pants, and pull out my cock. I’m too impatient to have her, so instead of going through the awkwardness of removing her panties, I tug them aside and thrust into her.

The shock on her face is priceless. It’s something I want to see every day for the rest of my life. And I will.

“I love you, Naomi.”

“I love you, too, Daddy.”

The End

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