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If she’d had any doubt that this was the same man who’d called her “kiddo” up until very recently, who had read over her law school applications, who had hugged her when she cried because her field hockey team lost the state championships her senior year, his swearing on a law dictionary would’ve wiped that away.
She gave a little laugh at his levity and then arched her back because she wanted him to know she wanted this with every part of her.
“I want you. All of you, everything, all the time. I chose you, remember? And I still do, more than I did yesterday. Please.”
His green eyes bore into her and she didn’t blink. She was sure, so sure, and she didn’t want him to have a voice at the back of his head insinuating things that weren’t true. She knew what it was like to be forced and manipulated into doing things you didn’t want to, or feeling as though you had no choice so you just…let them happen. What they were doing now had nothing in common with that, Saoirse knew that much for sure.
“Please,” she said again and that was all it took for him to release her wrists and make quick work of unlocking and removing the diaper cover and whisking her diaper away. It felt extra strange to be exposed to the cool air but she didn’t think she’d stay chilled for long.
No, Arthur opened a bedside drawer and tossed some lube, condoms, a packet of wipes, and a couple of glass plugs onto the bed.
Still in his slacks and button-up shirt from church—though he’d done away with his jacket and tie and his sleeves were rolled up—he perched between her legs and snapped open the lube cap, drizzled some on his palm and then slicked up a finger.
Then he was circling her asshole with his finger, pressing gently at her opening before retreating and rubbing her some more. She wanted him inside her so bad.
“Daddy, please.Please.”
“Okay, princess. I’m getting there. We need to work on your patience. Can you relax for me, just like you did for Doctor Eric? Yes, that’s a good girl. Just like that.”
He’d pressed inside her here before but only the tip of one finger and she wanted more. Luckily for her, that was precisely what Arthur had in mind.
Inserting and withdrawing his finger, fucking into her a little further with each stroke, he soon had his entire finger buried in her ass. She should be mortified by all the noise and commotion she was making, but seriously? It felt incredible and she wanted even more. Fuller, harder, faster.
“There you go. You like your daddy finger fucking your ass? Does that feel good, pretty girl?”
She bit her lip and nodded and Arthur responded with a tweak of a nipple.
“Yes, Daddy,” she breathed.
“Then I think you’ll like it even better when I’ve stuffed you full with two fingers,” he said, lubing up another digit and beginning to work it inside of her tight channel.
Saoirse wanted to look at him, she really did, because he was so handsome and so intent on her, but she couldn’t handle all the stimulation. Seeing him and hearing him and feeling him—it was all too much and she couldn’t focus.
How could anyone expect her to breathe without a reminder under these conditions, never mind relax her muscles so her daddy could fingerfuck her ass properly? So she closed her eyes and willed her body to cooperate.
Eventually, Arthur had worked his two fingers deep inside her and she was so close to coming that she could barely stand it. And now what would he do? Push his cock into her pussy? Add a third finger? Stuff her ass with one of the pretty glass plugs?
But no. She felt the mattress shift underneath her and then Arthur’s fingers were spreading her folds so he could…
Fuck. He’d put his mouth on her before and she’d enjoyed the brief burst of pleasure, but now she bucked into his face with surprise, and it didn’t take any more than a few licks on her sensitized skin and suckling at her eager clit to send her into oblivion. She’d promised, but it wasn’t a choice at this point. Her muscles pulsed and Arthur kept licking until she’d shuddered out the last of the aftershocks.
When she finally blinked her eyes open, she found Arthur looking at her from between her thighs.
“I’m sorry, Daddy,” she whispered.
She wasn’t, like,reallysorry because it had felt incredible, but she really had meant to keep her word. It was just too sudden and she couldn’t stop it. Would he punish her?
“I don’t love that you came without permission but I also understand you weren’t expecting that. Also, I’m not exactly following the rules either since Doctor Eric did say you were supposed to rest. So this is the one time I’ll take it easy on you. You’re still going to get spanked but only a little to freshen up your color.”
That seemed very fair, and she cooperated as he shifted her onto her tummy, his fingers still buried in her ass. He kept them there as he swatted her behind, the smacks lighting up the pain and the heat from earlier so easily.
It hurt, sure, because she was bruised in four different layers, but it also lit up her nerve endings, making her pant and buck not because she wanted to get away but because she wanted more.
“You’re a little glutton, baby, aren’t you? Can’t get enough. Well, Daddy’s got more for you.”
He slid his fingers out of her and she wanted to pound her fists on the bed in frustration but she didn’t feel empty for long because he slicked up the bigger of the two plugs and worked it into her ass as patiently as he’d pushed his fingers inside her. After cleaning his hands with the wipes, he turned her onto her back and she got to watch as he stripped his clothes off.
His discarded shirt revealed a torso that was lean but in that thickened way of older men she loved. And the crisp silver chest hair that narrowed down to his waist set her to drooling. Plus he’d discarded his glasses and that made her heart turn over—that wasn’t something many people got to see. She couldn’t remember a time outside of a swimming pool or at the beach that she’d seen Arthur without his glasses in public.
