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I released her nipple and slid my hands down her arms and around her waist. Gently, I pulled her over one thigh before she could think to fight me or pull away. I slid my other leg over the backs of hers, pinning her in place, and then I waited.

Her intake of breath made my cock throb against her hip.

There. That was the moment I’d been waiting for.

She’d just realized what was about to happen and my heart pounded in my chest with aroused excitement. The scent of her arousal was even stronger now and I knew by the time I took her cute panties down that she’d have soaked through them. I rested one hand on her backside, and I felt the muscles of her ass tighten against my palm.

“Wait,” she breathed, but it was far too late.

I squeezed her right bottom cheek and she finally started fighting against me. She tried to kick her legs, but I’d already had the forethought against that. She pushed her hands against the mattress, and I pressed a single hand against her lower back, holding her in place with ease. Her toes drummed against the floor, and I hiked her forward just enough so that she wouldn’t hurt herself. She struggled for a good thirty seconds or so before she stilled.

“You’re going to… sp-spa-spank me,” she quivered.

“Do you not deserve to be punished, little girl?”

The trembling of her flesh against mine was overwhelmingly seductive. I allowed my fingers to dip down to the lower curves of her ass, sliding along the hemline until I grazed dangerously close to that enticing little pussy.

“I… I don’t know,” she fought, but I knew better.

“You came in here because you wanted to know what would happen, didn’t you?”

“Yes,” she whispered hoarsely. I couldn’t see her face, but I could tell that it was bright red. She’d pressed her hands over it, trying to hide what I already knew was there.

It was the moment that I had been waiting for.

I slid my fingertips just beneath the hem of her panties and she gasped out loud. I slowly slid them down, baring her bottom and everything in between her legs gradually, truly savoring the moments when I exposed all of her for the very first time.

Her beautifully pale cheeks clenched as I pushed her panties down to her knees. They were far wetter than I thought they would be, which only aroused me even further.

“You need this. You’ve needed this from me since the moment you decided to open my door.”

I lifted my hand and slapped her right cheek, watching my handprint rise to the surface, first pink and then a bit white, then bright red. I could see every finger marking on her skin and my cock throbbed so hard that I thought I’d almost come.

I held back though.

Leah O’Connor needed a spanking and she was going to get one.

She hadn’t made a sound with that first smack. She did with the second one though. And again, with the third.

I wasn’t gentle with her because she didn’t need gentle. I spanked her bare bottom hard and fast. She begged and writhed over my knee, but the scent of her arousal only grew even stronger. Her yips and whimpers only increased in desperation until they were full throated cries.

My hand stung, but her ass quickly turned from porcelain white to pale pink to bright red. Her squirms only increased, but I could see how wet she was every time she inadvertently opened her thighs in her struggles.

When I finally stopped, her whimpers sounded more like moans than anything else. Slowly, I removed my leg from the back of hers and her legs parted just a little bit more.

She wasn’t just wet; she was absolutely soaked. I could see strings of her arousal caught on either side of her thighs. What she whimpered next though, undid me completely.

“Daddy.”

I squeezed my hand tighter around the head of my cock and I came with a savage roar. My seed burst out of me with feral intensity. I laid my head back against the couch and sighed.

For a moment, I felt sated, but that didn’t last long. I looked back down at my hand, watching as my cum dripped down my palm.

What a waste. My seed should be inside of her belly, filling it with my babies.

Get a fucking hold of yourself, Kieran Murphy.

With a scowl, I grabbed a handkerchief out of my suit pocket and wiped myself clean. When I was done, I pushed myself up off the couch, walked to my bedroom, and discarded the used rag into the hamper.

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