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“Yes,” she replies.
“Do you want that with me?”
“I do.”
“Good.” I drop the towel and run my knuckles over her uninjured cheek. “I won’t be doing that tonight. I realize that you want me to show you what I do to bad girls, but you would have to fuck up badly to get that treatment. I would certainly spank your ass, and not just when you are bad. Is that something you would like?”
Her scent grows stronger, and I smirk. “I would.”
“I like control, but I will not cause you real pain. There is a line between a little bit of pain to enhance pleasure and real pain just for the sake of doing it—I will not cross that line. I do not judge others by what they like; I just know what I like. I want to learn what you enjoy. If at any time you don’t like something, tell me. Understand?”
“Yes, I will always be honest.”
“Good. Now, I want you to pick a word that will stop everything. Something that you would never say while we are together.”
She tilts her head. “Gamble.”
“Alright, that is your word. You say that, and I will stop. We will talk about what made you say it. Do not be afraid to say it. I will never be mad at you for it—ever.” I stare at her, hoping she sees how serious I am.
“I promise I’ll say it if I am uncomfortable.”
“Good girl.” She smiles and straightens at the words. “You really like praise?”
“I really do,” she sighs.
“I’ll remember that. I like calling you baby girl, my girl, and maybe an occasional little girl. Are you alright with that?”
“I like it. I like that all of you are different.” She looks at the front door. “Honestly, I think each of you satisfies different parts of me.”
“I’m glad. That is how it is supposed to be. The universe is never wrong.” I dump the towel in the sink and help her off the counter. “You have chocolate in your hair,” I say, pinching a large melted piece and pulling it out of the matted strands.
She wrinkles her nose. “Shit.”
“You need to shower.” I take her hand and lead her to the bathroom. “Strip,” I command. She doesn’t hesitate. I move to the shower. I open the glass doors and start the water, testing it with my hand.
“Done,” she announces.
She is standing proud. My baby girl is glorious. I am anxious to touch all of her dips and valleys and worship her properly.
“I want you to take your shower.” I motion to it. “Wash everything. I will be here while you do.” I walk around her and lean against the sink, crossing my arms.
“Watch?” she whispers.
“Yes, Daddy will watch,” I say in a deep voice. The strong scent of desire envelops the room.
She stares into my eyes momentarily before saying, “Yes, Daddy.”
I close my eyes at the satisfaction that floods me. “Good girl. Be careful, and don’t slip,” I warn.
“Yes, Daddy,” she says as she gets in.
“Wash your hair first.” I watch the water flow down her body, my cock hard as steel. Her eyes close as she tips her head and sighs. I unbutton my pants. I want to fist her beautiful hair as she sucks me. I can picture her mouth around my cock, my hand tangled, guiding her. I unzip but then put my hands on the edge at my sides. I don’t want this to be over before it starts.
She wrings out her hair and drops her hands. Waiting. Perfect.
“Grab the soap,” I command. “Put your back to the wall.” As she faces me, her face flushed, her chest rising rapidly, I stoke myself. Once. Twice. “Wash your tits. Look at me while you do it.” I hiss as the soap hits her skin, and my hand returns to where it was. I am dying to get my mouth on her nipples. They are hard and begging for my mouth.
I feel her stare. She moans when she runs her hand over the buds. “Good girl. Lather the soap in your hands and put it down.” She follows my instructions beautifully. “Widen your legs.” My jaw clenches as she does. “Wash your pussy.” Fuck. Her breathing escalates. I watch her hand disappear between her folds, her fingers dragging. “Rinse,” I growl. She faces the showerhead. I am torturing myself, but I want her weak with desire.
