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I pushed two digits into her core and gradually plunged in and out. “You’re still getting a spanking, babygirl, but Daddy wants to see how wet you are before he smacks your bottom.”
Chapter 13
MEG
Heated pleasure quaked through me as Daddy drove his fingers in and out of my core.
I was over his knee, my bottom bared, and he planned to spank me soon. I flushed at the idea of getting spanked on my wedding night, but I understood why he wanted to do it.
A quiver raced across my butt cheeks, and the more I thought about my impending spanking, the wetter I became.
The ache in my center deepened, and I struggled to remain still over Daddy’s lap. I wanted nothing more than to undulate against him as he fingered me, but he’d ordered me to remain unmoving, and I didn’t want to earn a real punishment. Not when we were about to consummate our marriage.
“Your privates are soaking wet, babygirl.” He withdrew his digits from my core, only to draw my cheeks wider apart, forcing my nether lips to spread indecently as well. He leaned over me to stare directly at my most secret places, and a sexy groan rumbled from his chest.
I gasped when he suddenly released my cheeks and cupped my bottom. Oh. It was time. Time for my spanking. He claimed it would be a light spanking, just hard enough to turn my ass pink. But it would still sting. It would still be a bit uncomfortable.
Why was I so nervous? Even when I was about to receive a punishment spanking from Daddy, I usually never felt this nervous. Hm. The air between us was charged with tension, and the longer he made me wait, the achier my privates got.
If he didn’t hurry up and slap my butt soon, I would lose control and start squirming over his hardness.
Smack! The first blow fell, and it was a light one, true to his word. He gave me about a dozen spanks in total, though he drew them out slowly, pausing to massage my cheeks in between swats. He even paused to trail his finger through my wetness a few times. I shuddered and whimpered and tried to behave.
He squeezed my bottom. “Who’s your daddy, Meg?”
I swallowed hard. “You are.”
“That’s right. I’m your daddy, and you’re my babygirl. Tell me, what happens if you’re naughty? What will Daddy do to you?” He pressed a finger to my clit, and I almost forgot how to breathe.
“I-I’ll get a spanking,” I said. “On my bare bottom.”
“That’s right, sweetheart. Daddy cares about you very much, and when you’re naughty, he has to correct you. Now that we’re married, you’re still going to get spanked now and then. Whenever you misbehave, you’ll go over my knee just like this.”
“I-I understand.”
“Good girl.” After giving my bum an affectionate pat, he helped me to my feet and pulled the gown over my head.
I trembled as I stood before him wearing nothing but a sheer bra. My panties were tangled around my knees, but when I stepped forward into his arms, they dropped to my ankles.
Though he hadn’t spanked me hard, I longed to reach back and rub the slight sting out of my bottom. But I didn’t dare make such a move. I knew from experience that Daddy would give me extra smacks if he caught me rubbing.
Our eyes met and my pulse skittered. He was so caring and handsome that sometimes I couldn’t believe he was real. A sigh escaped me when he grasped my bottom cheeks in both hands and started massaging.
His engorged cock pushed against my lower stomach, and I reached for the fastening of his pants and tried to free him. But my fingers slipped on the weird clasps, and I struggled to get the top button open. Daddy chuckled when I gave a frustrated huff. He released my bottom and stepped back, and within two seconds he’d divested himself of every stitch of clothing.
My mouth went dry as my eyes traveled over his hugely muscled body. His shaft was rock hard, and his gaze was heated. He removed my bra and helped me step out of the panties that were still tangled around my ankles.
When he placed me upon the soft covers, the look of reverence in his eyes made my heart skip a beat.
He joined me on the bed and situated himself between my thighs.
But he didn’t surge inside me right away. Instead, he gave me a tender kiss and eventually worked his way down my neck and my stomach, kissing, licking, and dragging his teeth over my flesh.
Goosebumps erupted over my arms and legs as the heat in my core built and built. I thrust my center upward, seeking his touch. He reached between us to stroke my pussy and I emitted a breathy gasp.
I was so on edge that a quick caress to my clit would be enough to plunge me into the quaking bliss of a release. But he purposely avoided my nubbin, and I suspected it was because he didn’t want me to come until he was buried in my depths.
My hand brushed over his hardness, and I grasped his cock more firmly, giving it a squeeze as I enjoyed the raspy groan that left his throat.
