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“Ride, little one.”
With tears slipping down her cheeks, she balanced her hands on his legs and lifted her hips. The brief moment of relief she felt when his cock slipped from her bottom was overshadowed by the realization she had to repeat the process all over again.
And even though it hurt, so fucking bad, she did it. She lifted and lowered her bottom, riding her daddy’s cock with as much enthusiasm as she could muster.
“Harder, little one.”
Oh, God, no. “I c-can’t.”
“Harder, or we’ll have to repeat this lesson.”
“But I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! Please!” Any sense of pride or dignity had fled, reducing her to a begging, whimpering mess.
“I won’t tell you again, Olivia Jane.”
Sobbing, she did as she was told and slammed her bottom down on his cock. Hard hands gripped her hips, guiding her movements, applying pressure when she began to falter.
Behind her, James groaned. “Fuck. Faster, Livvy.”
With a whimper she pushed herself to move faster, even though the friction inside her bottom was becoming unbearable. Just when she felt she couldn’t go another second, his fingers dug into her skin, holding her in place while his cock swelled and emptied into her bottom. The feeling of his seed, hot and sticky, filling her most secret place had heat rising to her cheeks.
“That’s my good girl.” His arms came around her, and Olivia melted into him. For a long while, his ragged breathing and her soft whimpers were the only sound in the room.
“You took your punishment so well, little one,” he said once he’d managed to catch his breath. “Daddy’s so proud of you.”
“Am I your good girl again?”
The same hand that had punished her and held her in place while she took his cock in her bottom lifted to her chin. With a gentleness that seemed counterintuitive to the pain he’d just inflicted, he turned her head so she was forced to meet his serious gaze.
“As I said. You are always,alwaysmy good girl. Even when you’re naughty, you are still my good girl.”
His words soothed the last of the ache in her soul. “Thank you, Daddy.”
“How are you feeling?”
“My bottom hurts. A whole lot. But I feel good. Thank you for loving me enough to punish me.”
“Always.”
She let her head fall back to rest on his shoulder. “I’m starving.”
“Mmm.” He nipped at her shoulder. “Me too.”
“Not like that,” she said, laughing. “Tummy hungry, Daddy.”
“Me too. Pizza sound good?”
“Yes! And ice cream?” she asked hopefully.
“Hmm. Only good girls get ice cream.”
“But you said I was a good girl.”
“Exactly.”
