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He reached for her; pulling her half across his lap, he smoothed the dishevelled hair from her flushed face. Reaching for a glass of water, he encouraged her to drink. While she emptied the glass he took the opportunity to remove his clothes. Taking the empty glass, he set it aside and settled beside her on the bed. Clambering up his torso, she settled on his chest. Shifting to accommodate her, he wrapped his arms around her and simply held her.
“Thank you,” she said, her voice muffled against his body.
“D’you feel better?” he asked.
“I feel odd. Kind of cleansed,” she replied and giving a sigh, settled against him.
He felt the tension leave her body. Grabbing the duvet, he yanked it over them both and reached out to click off the lamp.
“I love you, Daddy,” she said sleepily.
“Love you too, Penny-pie,” he answered and refrained from mentioning the fact she’d just called him Daddy.
Holding her in his arms, he wondered for the trillionth time if his Penny was safe and cared for? His gut clenched at the thought of her in another man’s arms. The bitter, wry grin on his face was lost in the darkness as he acknowledged his hypocrisy.
Penny shifted away from him, curling into herself on the other side of the bed. He rolled over and spooned her back. Closing his eyes, sleep overcame him.
Chapter Eighteen
Early morning sun filteredinto the room, bathing Penny’s eyes in light. Waking, she squirmed at the stinging discomfort from her rear end. Memory of the previous night flooded back. She groaned. Her gentle caring daddy had taken a belt to her backside. Feeling vulnerable, she pondered and explored her innermost emotions, finally concluding that although David had been harsh, he had known it was what she’d needed to absolve her guilt. If she had been spanked and got some arousal from the spanking she wouldn’t have felt as cleansed and relaxed this morning. Not that having a belting was something she wished to experience again; not ever, if she could avoid it.
Today she felt calm, refreshed, and most important, guilt free. Turning on her side, her hand cupped her cheek as she studied her husband’s sleeping face. He was a damn fine-looking man. Stretching out her arm, she followed the urge to touch him. Gently tracing the contours and planes of his face with a finger, her nail scraped the bristled shadow along the sides of his cheeks. His eyelids slowly lifted. Penny gazed into the unfocused cobalt blue depth.
“It’s still early, go back to sleep,” she whispered, caressing his chin with her thumb. His eyes closed.
She relaxed, her eyelids fluttered closed. Suddenly clasped about the waist, she felt herself hauled atop the hard length of him. His lips found hers. She whimpered against his mouth. His answer was to press harder, plundering, searching with his exploring tongue. White heat seared through her, desire for him surged through her veins. His hands squeezed and moulded her breasts until the tips ached for his touch. One hand travelled over her back and gently spanked her buttock. Instantly a flare of warmth zinged to her core. She dropped her legs to either side of him and ground her sex against his burgeoning shaft.
Rolling them both over so she lay beneath him, he parted her thighs with his knee and speared her centre with his cock. Giving long deep steady thrusts, he took her. She moaned his name and clawed his back. She wanted him harder, faster, and bucked her hips. Reaching down he gripped her wrists and pulled them up over her head, holding her firmly under his control.
“No,” he growled, breaking their kiss before locking back onto her mouth. He plunged his tongue deep between her lips, matching thrust for thrust with his cock.
Spiralling lust bloomed from her heated rump, speared her sex and electrified her blood. The slow plunging manhood caught and dragged deliciously along the cleft of her sex, catching her clitoris and causing a thrum of pleasure that built with every snake of his hips.
“David!” He swallowed her cry, not changing the pace of his tongue or cock as she writhed under his tutelage. She came and came and came.
She lay comatose, he sped up his assault. He gave a triumphant shout and she felt him spill deep inside her.I hope he’s impregnated me...Wait, where has that come from?
