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“As sexy as that outfit is, strip,” I command.

“Yes, sir.”

She doesn’t do a sultry striptease to try and tempt her way out of her punishment; she simply removes her clothes then stands as demurely as a naked woman can. I take a seat on the foot of the bed and pat my lap. Without a word, she arranges herself over my knee, ready for her punishment.

I massage her ass, warming up her skin for what’s to come. She relaxes into my touch, letting me know she’s ready. I pull my hand back and crack it down on first one cheek, then the next.

She gasps and wriggles but doesn’t say a word. She knows she deserves this punishment and is taking it without complaint. I spank each cheek over and over until her bottom is bright red and she’s sniffling. I keep going until she is lax over my lap and crying in earnest, releasing all of her pent-up emotion. Emotions she thought she’d already dealt with surrounding her kidnapping, but I knew were still lingering.

I lift her up and sit her on my lap, hugging her tightly while she cries. “You’re okay, babygirl.”

“I’m so sorry,” she wails.

“I know you are. All is forgiven. You can let it all go now. Just let it out.”

“I love you,” she declares, throwing her arms around my neck and holding on tight.

I run my hands over her back, comforting her. “I love you too. Don’t ever do something like that again. I couldn’t survive it if something were to happen to you.”

She looks me in the eye, wiping her tears away. “Never,” she promises. “Never, ever.”

I’m not sure who kissed who first, but in the next moment we are kissing with every bit of love and passion there is between us. Our lips crash together, and our tongues tangle. Dancing in a slick slide of unadulterated need. Her hands run over my chest. She lets out a frustrated noise and tries to take my shirt off. I reach behind my back and strip it off in one smooth motion.

Her hands run over my chest and shoulders as we kiss. Her touch inflaming my already hard cock. I want her hands on every inch of my body, but first, I want to touch her. Taste her. I tease her hard nipples; she lets out a throaty moan that goes straight to my cock.

Fuck she’s sexy.

I pinch and pluck at them until she’s wriggling on my jean-clad cock. I groan, gripping her hip to keep her still. Our lips meld together again, our kiss frantic. Unable to control myself a moment longer, I throw her down on the bed. I stand at the end of the bed, taking her in. She’s flushed, with bedroom eyes that are begging me to fuck her.

Soon.

First, I strip my jeans, freeing my cock from its prison. I lift her foot, kissing the gentle arch. She giggles and squirms.

“Daddy, that tickles.”

Fuck I love hearing her say that. I’ve wanted a babygirl of my own for so long that I can hardly believe I have one. And not just a babygirl, buttheone. Charity isn’t just some woman I’m fucking; she’s the woman I love. And I’m going to show her just how much with every touch and caress.

I kiss my way up her leg to the junction of her thighs, then start again with the other leg. By the time I spread her wide and get my first look of her pussy it’s wetter than I’ve ever seen her. She’s begging me wordlessly to lick her. I’m only too happy to oblige.

I circle her clit with my tongue, then lick my way down to the well of her cunt. I fuck her with it. She lets out a low moan, lifting her hips in time to my thrusting tongue. She cries out when my thumb circles her clit, and her fingers grip my hair to the point of pain as she holds me to her.

“Oh God, daddy. I’m going to come!”

“Come for me,” I say, encouraging her.

I move my tongue to her clit and thrust two fingers deep inside her, curling them against her G-spot until her legs shake with the pleasure of it all. Then she’s coming. Her pussy clenches around my fingers, and her back arches off the bed. She screams as she comes, it’s the best sound I’ve ever heard. My girl getting the pleasure she deserves.

I kiss my way up her body, gently sucking her nipples as she comes down from the high of release. She lets out a little pleased sigh then looks at me with hungry eyes.

“Please, daddy. Make me yours. Fuck me.”

“You’re already mine.”

I push my cock into her glistening pussy one inch at a time until I’m buried deep inside her. She feels like heaven. Her wet cunt grips me like a vise. She’s so hot and wet I have to pause a moment to get myself under control. The last thing I want is this to be over before it even starts.

CHAPTERTWENTY-EIGHT

Charity

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