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“Sounds perfect.” Ben was nervous about driving off and leaving the cabin for an extended period for the first time in years. He would be out in the real world, but at least they wouldn’t be traveling near his hometown and the pain of his past. He imagined Hanna gawking out the window of the RV as they drove through a city, or past a landscape unlike anything she’d seen before. The desire to show her the very things he’d spent years hiding from gave him the courage to take the bold step of leaving.
He would do anything for her, anything for his sweet baby girl.
“Daddy?”
“Yes?”
“I looked at the calendar today. Tomorrow’s my nineteenth birthday.”
Being reminded of her age no longer shocked him, but he was a little upset with himself that he hadn’t asked when her birthday was. He’d known it was coming up soon. No matter. He would find a way to make it special. He tilted her chin up and let his stern gaze fall on her. His groin tightened at her light gasp and sudden nervous look.
“We have a tradition in the English world you may not be familiar with, baby girl.”
“What tradition?”
“Birthday spankings.”
She drew back in surprise. “Birthday spankings? I think you’re making that up, Daddy!”
He lost control of his faux sternness and broke into a smile. “Nope, I’m not making it up. It’s true. You’ll get twenty spanks in all tomorrow. Nineteen for your age plus one to grow on. Over my knee on your bare bottom, of course. It’s the proper way for a daddy to give his little girl a birthday spanking.”
Warmth hit his neck as her breathing increased. She squirmed on his lap, no doubt feeling his stiffness beneath her backside. But a second later, thunder rumbled overhead, closer than before, and it shook the cabin slightly. She stopped squirming and burrowed under the blanket, wrapping her arms tight around his waist.
He decided to distract her again and ducked under the cover to purposely graze her cheek with his stubble on his way to kissing her neck. She released her hold on the blanket and it fell away. The sharp peaks of her stiff nipples drew his gaze, and he leaned down to tease them through the thin fabric of her dress. He was glad he hadn’t allowed her to wear a bra today because her response was immediate, her quick intake of air coupled with her chest thrusting upwards to receive his touch. Pulling back, he cupped her breast with one hand while his other hand traveled up her dress and past the barrier of her panties.
“My baby girl is soaking wet.” He claimed her mouth then, and her tongue danced with his, gliding past his lips and within. He groaned and felt her rubbing his cock over his jeans. She’d slipped a hand underneath herself to squeeze and massage him, and his stiffness ached to be freed from its confines. He swirled a finger in her moisture before pushing inside her wetness, and her pussy clamped down on his digit. She no longer had her virginity, but she was still so deliciously tight.
He broke away to catch his breath and stared down at her. She glanced up, and the moment their gazes collided, thunder roared and lightning flashed, but she didn’t jump in fear. Perhaps she hadn’t heard the loud noise. He couldn’t be sure why, but as the thunder crackled overhead again, she began tugging at his t-shirt, the storm outside apparently forgotten. Grasping her hands, he shook his head.
“No, no,” he said. “Let’s get that cute dress off you first.”
Despite her eagerness, a blush stained her cheeks. He knew from prior experience with Hanna that it shamed her more to be unclothed while he was fully dressed. Yes, he was a bastard for enjoying her embarrassment, but he also wanted to keep the proper balance of power. In this relationship, he made the rules with her best interests at heart, and she followed them because he’d earned her trust. He was the daddy, and she was the sweet, sometimes naughty, baby girl. And when she was naughty, he was more than happy and willing to put her in her place.
He instructed her to stand and lift her arms up, and her face reddened more once he pulled the dress over her head and tossed it aside.
“Hands at your sides now,” he said sternly.
She complied, remaining in place with her head bowed, wearing nothing but a pair of white cotton panties. Ben circled her a few times, touching and exploring her body in the process. He pinched a nipple, brushed her hair over her shoulder, stroked her ass, and watched with dark amusement as goosebumps covered her arms. He stopped behind her and yanked her hair back, just hard enough to make her gasp and whimper. His lips brushed her ear.
“You’re going to take those panties off and get down on your hands and knees on the floor. Then you’re going to arch your bottom up and take your Daddy’s cock from behind like an obedient little girl.”
Her breathless reply sounded like, “Yes, Daddy,” but she spoke so fast he couldn’t be sure. He released her hair, and she slipped her panties off and hit the floor, arranging herself on her hands and knees. The arching her bottom part gave her pause, and she took a few deep breaths before pressing her head to the carpet and lifting her ass high, presenting it to him like a good girl, just as he’d commanded.
The sight of her enticing sweetness, so moist and pink, and her bottom which still bore redness from her recent spankings, ignited his libido full force.
He stripped his clothing off and knelt behind her on the floor with his cock in hand.
“I’m going to pound you long and hard, Hanna, and you’re going to take every thrust I give you like a good little girl.”
CHAPTER23
Daddy’slewd words never ceased to thrill Hanna. Moisture dripped from her core to the inside of her thighs, evidence of her need to be taken just as he’d described.
She heard the tear of foil. A condom. He’d explained to her what the square packets were for, and a few times she’d assisted in covering his massive length with the thin, clear safeguard.
Her pussy convulsed when he placed the tip of his sheathed cock at her entrance, pulsing in anticipation of his thickness ramming into her. She whimpered as he traced his length around her slick folds, tormenting her throbbing parts as she tried her best to force his touch to her hardened nub. Of course, he came close a few times, but seemed to purposefully avoid it, so she balanced herself on one hand and reached underneath her stomach to stroke it herself.
Thwack!No sooner had she reached her destination than he’d slapped her bottom. Hard. The sting amplified the achiness between her thighs, but she placed her hand back on the floor, hoping Daddy would enter her soon. She felt ready to burn up, and perspiration trickled down her temple.
