Page 25 of Entangled Mafia Princess

“How did that happen?”

“I was texting and didn’t notice how close I was to the car in front of me. When I slammed on the brakes, the car behind me knocked me into the car in front. Instead of getting the car fixed, I asked my dad if I could have a new one.”

“And daddy came through for you.”

“Yes, Sir.”

The next blow slams my hip bones into the bench.

“Two,” I mumble.

At least the paddle delivers a thudding pain, which I prefer over stinging pain.

“We’re still at one,” he says. “That was a bonus spank for driving distracted. This one is number two.”

The next one is bruising.

“Shit!”

The word falls from my mouth before I can even think. I pray he hasn’t heard me, but of course he has.

Chapter nine

Kai

“What did I say about swearing?” I ask.

“Not to. I’m sorry, Sir. I’ll do better,” she says in earnest.

“For your sake, I hope so.”

I tap the paddle against her ass before pulling it back and smacking her several times in succession till she chokes on her own gasps.

“How many are we at?” I ask.

“Eight, Sir.”

I take my time with the next few spanks, relishing the quiver of her buttocks after each impact.

“Your ass is going to be sore for a while after we’re done,” I remark, noting that her whole ass glows crimson.

“I’d like that, Sir,” she murmurs.

When I get to twenty, I give her a reprieve. Dropping to a knee, I reach between her thighs and fondle her. I make sure to tease her clit nice and good this time. She moans and grows wetter.

“Fu—yesss,” she groans when I sink two of my fingers into her hot, wet snatch.

The slurping, slapping sounds of my motions mix with her grunts and gasps of pleasure. Her pussy grasps at my fingers. She is definitely fuckable material, but we aren’t there yet.

Withdrawing my hand, I press my fingers to her lips. Without hesitating, she takes in my digits and sucks. I feel a corresponding tug at my groin.

“You taste good?” I ask her.

“Yes, Sir. You should try some.”

I grin at her impish response before pulling out my fingers and wiping the saliva on her cheek.

“Let’s finish the other half,” I say.

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