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“I’m sorry,” I repeated. I sniffed noisily, trying to get ahold of myself. My ass was on fire and as the full effect of what just happened crashed into me, I started to cry harder.
“Shhh. It’s okay, little girl. I’ve got you. Your punishment is over,” he murmured. Without hesitation, his arms wrapped around me and lifted me into his lap. His hand curled around the left side of my face, holding me against his chest.
His tenderness broke something inside me, and I openly sobbed.
“I care so much about you, Cami-girl. Don’t ever forget that again,” he chided gently, and I wrapped my arms around his neck before I could stop myself.
He squeezed me harder.
“There’s my good girl,” he whispered, and my heart soared. For several minutes, we just sat together quietly. He kept calling me his good girl and my tears slowly dried.
“I’m sorry,” I said yet again, not knowing what else to say.
“I forgave you long before you ever went over my knee, little girl,” he explained gently. His fingers brushed my scalp. He held me close, almost as if he never wanted to let go. I didn’t either, to be fair. Eventually, he pulled back just enough to take my face in both hands. He brushed away my tears with his thumbs, gentle but confident and firm.
My bottom was still bare, and my nightgown was gathered up around my waist. I’d kicked my panties off at some point during my spanking and I chewed my bottom lip, fidgeting on his lap as my bottom burned hot against his thigh. Now that my tears had dried, I couldn’t ignore the pulsing need between my thighs. I adjusted how I was sitting in his lap, and it became very obvious to me very quickly that I was wetter than I’d ever been in my life.
However, that wasn’t all I could feel. His cock was hard too. I wasn’t the only one impossibly aroused by this whole thing.
“Now, it’s time for bed, little girl,” he said softly, and an arc of disappointment flared through me. I swallowed hard and nodded. I blinked several times, curling up against him almost in protest. He was so warm and safe that I didn’t want this to ever end.
“A few more minutes?” I whispered.
“You may stay in my lap for a few more minutes, but then it’s time for bed, little girl,” he said firmly. I fidgeted a little, hiding my smile in his chest.
“Or else what?” I mumbled, unable to stop myself.
“Or else you’ll go back over my knee, naughty girl,” he chided, and I secretly smiled. My bottom hurt. I’d cried over his knee, but right now, I’d never felt more cared for in my life. He’d spanked me hard, yet after it was over, he was holding me like this. He’d wiped my tears away. No one had ever done that before.
“I’ll go to bed,” I said bashfully.
“That’s a good girl,” he murmured. The emotional toll of the whole thing settled over me in those few minutes and by the time he cleared his throat, I was actually a lot more tired than I wanted to be. I closed my eyes, breathing in his scent and wanting to memorize every last thing about this moment.
His heartbeat pounded against my ear, strong, steady, soothing.
His cologne surrounded me, citrusy, woodsy. There were hints of bourbon and smoke and sheer masculinity in every breath I took.
His muscles were solid all around me, powerful and perfect and everything that I could ever want in a man.
When he finally stood up, he didn’t make me climb out of his lap. He lifted me up in his arms, pulled back the covers, and tucked me back underneath. My nightshirt had fallen into place, so I wasn’t exposed. He pulled the covers up, tucking them in around me carefully and securing me in place.
Our eyes met and I swallowed hard.
In that moment, it felt like our two souls had connected. My guard was down, and he was seeing right through me. He’d seen my strength and ignored my faults.
“It’s all going to be okay, little girl. Sleep well tonight. I expect to see you downstairs for breakfast in the morning,” he said sternly.
“Thank you… for all this,” I whispered shyly, and his smile widened.
“You’re welcome, little girl. Sleep now for me,” he added. He leaned down and his lips brushed against my forehead. He kissed me there and my heart swelled with adoration for him.
I couldn’t stop myself from smiling, feeling a warmth pump through me at his tender touch.
“Close your eyes and sleep now. Goodnight, little girl,” he whispered.
“Goodnight,” I answered. The word ‘Daddy’ was on the edge of my lips, but I didn’t say it this time. I closed my eyes and I listened to his footsteps as he walked away. He clicked off the switch and my room went dark.
I was already asleep by the time the door shut.
