Page 47 of Motivating Mira
“Girlie, you’re gonna keep your legs up, yeah?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“And you’re not going to come until I let you, hm?”
“Oh god,” I said on an exhale. He stood again, moving my legs to the side so we had eye contact.
“Mira, did you understand my order?”
“Yes.”
His hand suddenly landed on my ass, and I hissed because it wasn’t some playful slap.
“Sir or…?” he paused, his eyes hard on mine.
“Daddy,” I finished for him.
His mouth curved up. “That’s right, sweet girl. And if you forget any of these things, I’ll punish you. I’ll plug your ass, edge you with my fingers, and paddle you till you’re nothing but a puddle of needy tears and scorched flesh.”
I took a swift breath, a little shocked. The consequences seemed overly harsh but then I remembered that this was exactly what I needed. Why it was him I’d been craving. Remembered how heknewme, knew how to read me, and I relaxed, nodding.
He smacked my ass again, this time five times in quick succession. The spanks were so hard, I actually called out by the fifth one, and my knees started to bend.
He straightened my legs again. “Stay with me, girlie. And use your words. If I see you start to drift off in your head, I’m going to bring you right back to me with pain. Nothing like that rubber paddle and a plug to keep you in the moment.”
“Yes, Daddy.” My stomach twisted, but I held my legs up high.
My ass tingled where his hand left heat but really, I was tingling everywhere with anticipation as he sat on the stool again. And then, finally, his tongue swept through my folds. I hissed at both the relief and the pleasure that shot through me.
“Mm. It’s just as I thought, Mira. My memory didn’t exaggerate your honey sweet taste.”
I shuddered when his tongue trailed through my slit, this time reaching my clit where it flicked three times.
“Mm fuck,” I called out.
He chuckled but slapped my thigh sharply. “Good girls don’t talk nasty like that, remember?”
I let out a shuddering breath as he continued licking and playing with my clit. But when he covered it with his mouth, and, good god, sucked, I lost control. The roof of my mouth tingled with electricity, as did the palms of my hands and my nipples and I couldn’t help it, I called out.
“Fu—”
“I will stop and make you fetch the paddle, girlie,” he warned cutting off my curse. I swallowed the rest of it and he rewarded me with his tongue, swirling and sucking again. The tingling electric sensations became so intense, it was like lightning looking for the path of least resistance to ground itself after striking.
Wes probed, flicked, sucked and nibbled me until I completely unraveled before him, my legs shaking violently as I tried my hardest to keep them up. Calling out his name, or some nonsensical version of it, I jackknifed up, wrapping my arms around my trembling thighs. “I… I’m… may I come? Please, Daddy?”
“Mmhm.” He answered against my pussy and squeezed my thigh with his fingers.
It was as good as a yes to me and if it wasn’t, I’d deal with the consequences because I couldn’t hold back any longer. Releasing the breath I held, I fell over the edge, stars exploding behind my lids with each pulse of my orgasm.
“Easy, honey,” he crooned as my feet fell to the table edge, my head thunked back, and my legs flopped open like butterfly wings.
“That was…” I drew in a ragged breath. “So fucking good.”
Wes chuckled, pulling me up by my limp arms. “I’m not even close to done with you, young lady. Especially now that you said that dirty word again.”
I laughed, and my eyes rolled back in my head. “Worth any amount of punishment as long as you give me another orgasm like that.”
“That’s a very dangerous thing to say.” Chuckling, he kissed me hard on the mouth. “I could have all kinds of wicked things in mind for you.” He said, nibbling the spot just beneath my ear, making me shiver.
