Page 13 of Lisa's Unexpected Valentine's Day

But what was the fun in that? He shook his head and grinned. “I think we’ll try it now. I wouldn’t want us to get wrapped up in the heat of the moment, and accidentally miss trying out the new Valentine’s paddleonValentine’s Day. I mean that would be a travesty.”

She squinted at him. “I don’t think travesty is the word I’d use.”

“What word would you use?” He tilted his head as the grin widened.

“Mean.”

“Well, sometimes Daddies have to be mean, Little girl, but I think we both know that you got me a paddle for a reason. I wouldn’t want to disappoint you.”

“That’s not—”

He cut off her rising voice and outraged words, simply by raising one eyebrow. “Don’t fib, Maya. You wouldn’t want this to turn from funishment to punishment. Now, flip over and get on your hands and knees, like a good girl.”

Her mouth may have been fixed in a pout, but he noted the glitter of excitement in her eyes as she obeyed. He also couldn’t help but notice the way she moved. When Maya was deep in her Middle-space it was obvious.

She huffed and scowled about being spanked, pretending she hated it, even when it wasn’t punishment. She’d draw things out as long as possible, using every stall tactic to try to get out of it. Right now Maya was definitely in an adult headspace.

She poured liquid sex into every languid movement. The way she stretched and showed off her body as she took her time obeying, seemed designed to make sure he got an eyeful. When she finally settled on her hands and knees, she did so in a way that made it clear she was expecting to enjoy herself.

Her ass wiggled, begging to be spanked. Her thighs were spread wide, so he could see her pussy glistening like a beacon. When she was sure he’d gotten a good look, she slowly lowered her upper body, bowing her back and resting her head on folded arms, which thrust her soaked and swollen sex out for his attention.

His hand was drawn to touch, and he couldn’t resist sliding his fingers through the slippery juices to circle her entrance. She pushed back, demanding more, and he worked one finger in, tease-fucking her with shallow thrusts. Needy moans trickled out of her nonstop.

A second finger pushed in, and he let them go a bit deeper, not deep enough to satisfy, but enough to heighten everything. And then he leaned over and picked up the paddle. As she rocked back, trying to get more… he popped the paddle down on her left cheek with a nice hard smack.

Maya yelped and rolled forward instinctively, trying to pull away from the pain and losing his fingers at the same time. Her head snapped around with wide eyes. “Hey! That hurt!”

“Itisa paddle, sweetheart. That’s sort of how it works.” He didn’t bother hiding the amusement in his tone.

“But I was enjoying the other part. I don’t want to be spanked.”

He knew her better than that. “You’ll enjoy this too, now stick that cute bottom out for me.” He tapped her right cheek, encouraging her.

With a long-suffering sigh, she moved back into position. The tenseness in her body made it clear she was waiting for another swat, so he held off on that, and let his fingers play some more. It took a minute for her to stop waiting for the paddle to fall and relax her muscles. And even then, the slightest movement had her clenching again, so he gave her something to be distracted by.

His fingers curled and stroked the roof of her tunnel, finding the rough spot as they slid across. She sucked a breath in between her teeth and then let it out in a long, low moan— just as he popped the right cheek good and hard with the Valentine’s paddle.

She was a quick learner. Pulling forward was taking her away from the good stuff too, so the instinctive jerk forward was cut off abruptly, and she pushed right back onto his fingers, despite the bright red patch coloring both cheeks.

He rewarded her by giving her more pleasure, and then more spanks, in a cycle that had her practically writhing on the bed. Itwas a beautiful sight. The way she took the paddle, the way she opened herself up for more as she tried to get off on his fingers, it brought him closer to the edge with every moment.

The spanking continued until he could see it was starting to be a struggle for her. Her cries had gotten higher-pitched and she was slow to move back into position after each swat. He knew she could take more, had taken more many times in the past, but it was getting harder for him to continue too.

Rather,hewas getting harder. His cock jumped and jerked like an angry terrier on a leash. precum dripped from his tip as the desire to fuck her senseless swelled.

He tossed the paddle to the side. As much as he wanted to continue, he needed to beinher. He needed to hear her scream his name while he fucked her senseless, and the ache in his balls was near constant now. His hand was dripping when he pulled it free, and her protests were immediately.

“Don’t worry, sweet girl. I’m about to replace my fingers with something you’ll find alotmore satisfying. I just—” Rick froze and the words dried up.

He wasn’t sure if there had been a glimpse of movement out of the corner of his eye, or the slightest sound from behind him. Butsomethingflagged his attention and when he half-turned, looking at the partly opened door, he saw a pale face framed in the opening.

His dark eyes met a pair of blue ones that flew open wide, right before they vanished.

“What the fuck?” burst from him. He took a step towards the door and stopped when he heard Maya asking, “Daddy? What’s wrong?”

His first concern had to be for her safety. “Maya, someone’s in the house.”

She rolled over, sitting up and pulling a pillow over to cover her nakedness. “What?”

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