Page 63 of Submitting to Daddy
She swallows hard. “Really?”
“Oh, we’re past ‘really.’” I fold the belt in my hand, making a big loop. “Skirt off and over my lap. Now.”
Hesitating for a second, she undoes the zipper at the back of her skirt and lets it fall to the floor around her heels. She crawls across my lap, hair spilling over one shoulder, and her heart hammering hard enough for me to feel it where her chest presses into my thigh.
“You don’t get to wind me up all night and walk away untouched,” I grouse, running my hand over the curve of her backside. “You know Daddy has rules about being a bratty little tease.”
She gasps when I bring my palm down. The swat isn’t too hard, just enough to sting, enough to warm her ass up. I strike her again, smiling at the gasp she tries to hide.
“Do you think it’s cute teasing me in my own club?”
“No, Dadd—” Her voice cracks mid-answer as my hand lands across her soft ass, followed a second later with another.
“Or sending me photos like that while I’m in a business meeting?”
“No…” she blurts breathlessly, her ass starting to burn a beautiful shade of scarlet.
“No?” I scoff, spanking her again. “Try again.”
Her voice wavers. “No, Daddy.”
I swing again, letting my hand rest where it lands, her beautiful red ass warm against my palm.
“Naughty girls get what they deserve.” I lift my belt from the bed. “And you are averynaughty girl, aren’t you?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
Snapping my wrist, the belt thwacks against her skin, and a garbled moan-y yelp spills over her lips. Fisting the hair at the back of her head, I steer her gaze toward me and ask, “Do you need another?”
She timidly nods and answers at barely above a whisper, “Yes, Daddy.” I swing the belt again, a yelp shrieking from her as it leaves a welt across her ass cheek. “Thank you, Daddy.”
That’s more like it.
I ease her off my lap and onto the bed. She sinks into the mattress as I quickly rid myself of my clothes. After kissing up the back of her thighs, I press my lips to the reddest of marks on her cheeks. I roll her over to find her face nearly as flushed as her ass, and her pupils blown wide. I settle my body over hers, and she lets out the softest whimper. Her body shifts restlessly beneath mine, and I press my hips down to still her.
“Look at me,” I demand. Her eyes meet mine, heavy-lidded and waiting. “Daddy loves you, and I just want you to be a good girl for me.”
“I know,” she whispers.
I crash my mouth down on hers. No gentleness or hesitation. Just raw, filthy need. My tongue pushes pasther lips like I own her, and I do. She moans into our kiss, her body arching beneath mine, her soft curves molding perfectly to my hardness. I pin her wrists to the mattress, grinding against her with deliberate force. My hips rut forward, and the friction between us pulls breathy, broken whimpers from her.
I pull back just enough to growl against her lips, “What do you want, firecracker?”
Panting, her voice a pained whisper, she pleads, “You. All of you, Daddy. Please…”
Fuck.
My restraint snaps like the panties I tear from her body.
Roughly, I drag my hand down her side and shove her thighs wider, spreading her open with no gentleness at all. I mold myself against her and press my cock to her dripping cunt. The high and desperate sound that blows from her shreds what’s left of my self-control.
I push inside her in one demanding thrust, and she cries out beneath me. Her pussy is tight and wet, gripping my cock like it needs to be inside of her. “You’re mine,” I growl against her throat, my hand tangling in her hair as I slam into her again. “Say it.”
“I’m yours, Daddy,” she exhales, her voice ragged with need. “Only yours.”
Every thrust is brutal and claiming. Her cries grow louder with every drive of my hips, her body jerking beneath mine as I fuck her like I’m trying to imprint myself on her soul. Her heels dig into the backs of my thighs, silently begging me to go deeper and harder. pulling me deeper, tighter, harder.
“Look at you,” I rasp, watching her fall apart beneath me. “So fucking needy for Daddy’s cock. Are you gonna be my good girl and come for me?”
