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“Cormac,” I breathed.
His eyes met mine and I knew in an instant that I wasn’t imagining this. It was very real. There was a small box in his hand. I’m not sure when he had opened it, but it didn’t really matter because the ring inside it made my heart pound. The center diamond was massive, maybe five carats, set in a platinum ring setting with smaller, one-carat diamonds to either side.
I opened and closed my mouth, trying to force the words out until at long last, I managed to say what he wanted to hear and what I so desperately wanted to tell him.
“Yes, Daddy,” I breathed, and he shot up, taking my hand and sliding the ring on my finger with just the slightest bit of forcefulness. It fit perfectly and looked incredible with the glittery dark blue nail polish I’d chosen for my manicure the other day.
“Good girl,” he growled, and I couldn’t stop myself from smiling up at him.
Without wasting another moment, his hand cupped the back of my head, and he kissed me with such passionate need that I surrendered the moment it began. It wasn’t gentle, but roughly possessive, claiming my lips with enough force to leave them aching and sore. I kissed him back with just as much passion as I wrapped my arms around his shoulders. He lifted me up off the floor without breaking the kiss and carried me back over to the couch. By the time the kiss ended, my heart was pounding, and my breathing was more than a little ragged.
I held out my hand, unable to take my eyes off the ring. He placed me down on my feet as he took a seat in front of me. I swallowed hard, feeling the instant change in atmosphere hit me like a freight train. There would be time to celebrate later. For now, there was something else we had to deal with first.
“Now, I think it’s time I took my fiancée over my knee so that I can teach her what’s always going to happen when she acts out just to get my attention.”
“Why can’t we skip this part and go celebrate somewhere instead?” I whined grumpily.
Now that it was time to go over his knee, my nerves were beginning to escalate and spiral out of control.
“That’s not what you need, and you know it. Now tell me what needs to happen, baby girl.”
“You’re going to spank me,” I pouted fiercely, knowing he was right and both hating and loving it at the exact same time.
“Be more specific, baby girl,” he warned.
“I need you to use the paddle to spank my… b-barebottom, Daddy,”
“You need it to hurt, don’t you, baby girl?”
“Yes, Daddy.” I stared down at the floor, fidgeting my toe. Every second made me feel smaller and smaller.
“You need it to hurt because you need to know Daddy loves you, don’t you?”
Too overcome with emotion, I nodded, my eyes already a bit misty. He was right. I did need that. I needed to know that even when I defied him or did something terrible that he would always be there for me.
“I love you, Daddy,” I whispered.
“I love you too, my Caitlin,” he replied, reaching out and squeezing my fingers with his. I took a deep breath and just like that, my nerves fled as I accepted everything that was us.
“Will you punish me now, Daddy?”
“When you’re ready, you will strip for Daddy. This is not a sexy, slutty dance or even a good girl trying to earn a fucking like when you stripped for me before. You will strip knowing full well that you’re going over my knee for a very hard spanking with your punishment paddle, followed by an even harder bottom fucking to make sure you never question Daddy’s love ever again.”
“A bottom fuc…fucking?” I quaked. I had been hoping it wouldn’t come to that all day and in an instant, his words dashed those hopes all away.
“Yes, baby girl. You were very naughty, and Daddy is going to stretch that tight virgin hole with his cock.”
“Not my pussy?” I squeaked.
“Good girls get their needy little pussies fucked, but you weren’t a good girl this week, were you?”
“No, Daddy,” I answered dejectedly.
My body had other ideas, though, and my clit was already pounding just as hard as the heart in my chest.
“Where are you going to get fucked today, naughty girl?”
“In my bottom, Daddy,” I whispered, horrified as the words rolled off my tongue.
