Page 62 of Purity

“I caught you,” he says. “You have to follow my rules now.”

All my instincts tell me to look at him, even though I want to be spanked. I keep my gaze fixed on the carpet, and my cheeks fill with heat. I never disobeyed my parents on purpose. Even playful disobedience feels extremely naughty.

“Alright.” In my periphery, I see him march in my direction. “Time to be punished.”

In an instant, my belly is set on top of his hard thighs. His warm hand brushes over my bare butt, and heat fills my gut.

“Oh fuck, Livvy. You have such a beautiful ass. I’ve wanted to touch it for so long.”

I grin. “I bet you wanted to spank me two nights ago when I ran off.”

He laughs. “I did. If you’d only told me I could, my resolve would have vanished. I’d have fucked you then and there.”

I hum. “I want you to fuck me now.”

“No.” His voice is rough. “You’ve been naughty.”

The sound of his slap echoes across the room. The sting sets in a few seconds later, like tiny needles pricking my skin. Jesus, help me, his hand felt stronger than wood. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised. He is a pitcher.

“Wow.” I gasp.

He smooths his warm palm over my butt. “Are you okay, baby?”

“Yeah.” I gulp in a deep breath to ease the pain. “I don’t think my parents ever even spanked me that hard.”

“Oh shit. Am I traumatizing you by doing this?”

“No,” I say quickly. “I really like it. I think I like pain.”

“Hearing you say things like that is like a fever dream.” His voice drops low. “You’re going to get a lot of it. I’m going to spank you more, and then I’m going to shove my cock into your tight pussy. You’re going to take it like a good girl. Do you understand?”

I whimper. “Yes.”

The pressure of his hand settles on my lower back. “If you move at all while I spank you, you’re getting fucked right away, and I won’t be gentle.”

My vision turns into slits. “Okay.”

A hard slap resounds, and this time the sharp pain makes my gut clench. I wiggle a little, just so I can get the punishment I crave.

He holds me tightly. “Looks like you want my cock.”

His big fingers squeeze into my waist as he flips my back onto the bed. After settling his hard body over mine, he grabs my wrists and pins them over my head. He’s so heavy, I can hardly take in a breath. “I’m going to hold you like this,” he says, “so you know you can’t get away, but then I’m going to be gentle with you.” He presses soft kisses from my jaw to my collarbone. “Like this.” He talks between kisses. “Because I can’t just hurt you. You’re too sweet. Even when you’re naughty, I want to make you feel good.”

I swallow. “But you are going to hurt me. You’re going to shove your cock inside of me.”

His groan is almost a growl. “It’ll only hurt at first.” When he sucks my nipple into his mouth, I whimper. “But then I’m going to make you feel so good. I want to keep you. I won’t let you go but I don’t want you to run away from me again.”

A smile tugs at my lips. I love that he knows exactly what to say in my private fantasy world.

“What happens if I try to run away?”

With one hand wrapped around my wrists, he sets the other on the back of my head and brushes his fingers against my scalp. My eyelids fall shut, and when he grips my hair and yanks my head back, I gasp.

“You’ll get punished. That way you’ll understand you’re mine now.” He lets go of my hair and sets two fingers on my clit.

I thrust my hips forward. “Yes!” The word is a plea.

“I won’t let you go, Angel, but I’m going to make you feel so good that you’ll want to stay with me forever.”

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