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Wes pressed his lips together and cracked his neck. “You don't want to be doing that, buttercup. Do you know what it's for?”
“No, Sir. What is it for?”
“It's a bar to bend naughty little girls for their daddies belt.”
Melody turned from the bar and closed the distance between them. She looked up at him. “Daddy?”
“Yes, Melody. Daddy.”
“But. How?” Melody’s eyes met his in innocence. She was playing a game and the way she looked at him pushed him past his resolve.
Pursuing a relationship with Melody would complicate things. If anything happened it would affect the relationship she had with Sarah and she’d lost enough not to add another to the list.
“Melody, we really shouldn't." Wes brushed his thumb over her bottom lip, he ached for a taste of her.
Being close to her fogged up his brain. Melody was soft and sweet under his touch. She was becoming his weakness, and those beautiful eyes begging for him only increased his craving for her.
“But you didn't tell me how it works…”
“So bold you are little Melody."
Melody’s eyes sparkled. “I always worked better as a hands-on student.”
“So you're edging for a demonstration…”
“Yes, Daddy."
“Melody,” he gritted His cock throbbed against his jeans, her boldness wasn’t unnoticed. The urge to tame her under his palm grew.
She started biting her lip again.
“You can’t do that.”
“Do what?”
“Bite your lip.”
She blushed. “Why?”
“Because.” She was melting the last of his resolve.
“Oh.” Mel ran her tongue along her bottom lip and sucked it between her teeth again. She made it clear that it was intentional.
“Little girl’s who tease, end up over knees.” He flexed his fingers, anticipating the warmth of her skin, and the sound of her cries.
“Wes.”
He cleared his throat. “Lose the dress. Stand in front of the bar, face away from me.”
Melody quickly did as she was told, grabbing the bar and held her breath waiting for his next move.
Wes unbuckled his belt, pulling it free from the loops and wrapped it around his fist. He cracked the leather against his palm.
She whipped around after the second crack, his eyes were trained on her.
“Oh, I…” Melody blushed under his intense stare. “Are you going to hurt me?” She didn’t mean to sound so hopeful.
“Maybe. Would you like me to, buttercup?”
