Page 32 of Protecting His Babygirl

I let out a low growl and pull her close. Without warning, I wrap my lips around one of those perky nipples and suck it deep. She grips my shoulders tight, letting out a sultry moan. I flick my tongue against the turgid tip, teasing her through the lace. I force myself to pull away from her breast, but only just. I could lap at those nipples all night long, but there is more to be seen and even better things I can focus my attention on.

I swat her lace-covered bottom. “I thought I told you to strip?”

She gives me an incredulous look. “You just… I was…”

I smirk at her. “You were just disobeying your daddy.”

“But…”

“No buts, take the rest of your clothes off, then stand in the corner.”

She’s not really in trouble, but a little corner time will do us both some good. It’ll get her in the right frame of mind for our scene, and for me, it’ll give me time to calm my raging lust down. Right now, it’s an inferno burning bright, waiting to explode out of me in a searing fire, the flames of which would eat us both alive.

Charity makes quick work of removing the rest of her clothes then turns to head to the corner with her arms crossed. She lets out a frustrated sigh but doesn’t argue as she puts her nose in the corner and pushes her ass out, spreading her legs just enough to give me a tantalizing peek at the promised land.

Fuck.

I don’t know who trained her, but she’s perfection. The moment the thought comes, I hate it. Thinking about the man or men who have come before me is enough to send me into a tailspin. Best to focus on the moment at hand.

After five minutes and a whole lot of baseball statistics, I call her over. She willingly walks toward me, a little sway to her hips.

“You did good,” I praise.

She smiles at me sweetly. “I’m a very good girl, daddy.”

“We’ll see. Come here, little one,” I say, taking a seat on the foot of the bed again.

She does as I say. When she’s within arm’s reach, I tug her across my lap until she’s in the perfect position to spank.

“Daddy!” she shrieks. “What are you doing?”

I gently pat her bottom. “I thought it was obvious. I’m spanking my good girl.”

“But that’s not fair,” she says with an audible pout.

I rub her butt cheek, massaging the perfect globe. “Life isn’t very fair. I’m going to start with twenty.”

“Twenty!” she cries out. “But-”

“No buts… except the one I’m about to paint red.”

Without another word, I swat her ass three times in quick succession. She tenses up but doesn’t fight me. I rapidly lay down the next several swats, warming her skin. “That’s ten. Are you okay?”

She’s no longer tense over my lap. Instead she’s settled in, relaxing over my legs. “It hurts.”

“Aww… poor baby. It’s supposed to hurt.”

I don’t give her a chance to respond before I’m spanking her again. Harder this time. My cock thickens in my pants as I watch her creamy skin turn pink, then red under my ministrations.

The last two swats are the hardest and have Charity crying out from the sharpness of the sting.

“Ow ow ow!” she whimpers. I massage her cheeks, rubbing the heat from her spanking into her skin. Making sure the pain of the spanking sinks in deep.

I right her on my lap and let her cuddle up against my chest. She wriggles a little on my lap when her sensitive skin rubs against my jeans. She lets out a low sigh and relaxes against me, her head tucked under my chin, her arms wrapped tightly around me. We sit in silence for a long while. For a moment I think she’s fallen asleep, but then she shifts on my lap and lets out a happy sigh.

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, little one. Feeling better?”

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