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“No… you didn’t even really want me to obey you. You wanted my help,” I answered.
There was no challenge or defiance in my voice. I said it as simply as I could, without emotion and without any sass, but with all the seriousness I could.
When his expression showed no change, I panicked for a moment, unsure of myself, thinking that maybe I’d gone too far and maybe it just wasn’t meant to be. Feeling an unwanted sense of shame, I turned away, not wanting to face him should he reject me in something that was so incredibly vulnerable for a woman like me. Would he see me as weak because of this? Would he lose respect for me now that he could see the real me that I’d never let anyone else see?
Was this the part where he’d ask for his ring back and send me home to my brothers, heartbroken, humiliated, and destined to be alone?
His fingers wrapped around my wrist as he pulled me back to face him. His grasp remained soft, but it was firm enough to remind me that he could force me to look at him if he wished to.
My heart squeezed with hope.
“You are truly very special, my little girl,” he said softly, before he took his fingers from their position beneath my chin. His arms wrapped around me as he pulled me against him and captured my lips in a soft kiss that left my entire body trembling.
Before this moment, he’d simply taken what he wanted from me, and I had given it to him freely. In this moment, everything between us changed. This wasn’t just sex between us. This was the beginnings of a real, once-in-a-lifetime kind of romance.
His lips explored mine with a gentle need that wormed its way straight into my heart. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders as he pulled me against him. The longer he kissed me, the more insistent he became, like he needed to taste every inch of me until he’d had his fill.
His aggressive roughness had told me he wanted me, but this kiss told me that he needed me in the same way that I needed him. It touched a part of my soul I never thought anyone would ever reach down far enough to find.
Heat burned through me, a soft hazy warmth of safety that surrounded me like a security blanket. I grasped at the edges and pulled it tightly around me, sinking in deeper with every passing second. He pulled away, but only far enough to brush his lips against mine and no further.
“I know what you need, my Ada. Tell me anyway.”
There was a slight demand to his tone, but it wasn’t controlling or dominant or really any of those things. Between the lines, I knew there was something else there simmering below the surface, a secret need all his own that he’d been hiding, too.
I decided to take that final leap of faith, to ask him for what I needed from him all along, not just for me, but because he needed it, too.
“Break me,Daddy.”
After the words fell from my lips, my heart took a nosedive. All the panic left inside me welled to the surface, and I couldn’t bring myself to say anything more. I hazily wondered if this was what it felt like to jump out of a plane and place every last bit of your faith in the fact that the parachute had managed to pass every test to ensure its safety, and hoping that this wasn’t the one time it failed.
I think a part of me spun out of control. I had stopped breathing and my heart had started to pound as I waited for him to answer. My blood pounded in my skull, and I prayed that I wasn’t making a sound because if I was, that would reveal just how terrified I was right now.
The fear of rejection was a powerful thing.
His hand cupped my face, soft and promising and full of tender sweetness that told me there was no reason to be afraid, that he was going to catch me when I fell. I pulled in a few heated breaths and pressed my cheek against his palm, finding the solace I’d known had been there all along.
“You need me to make you cry, to tear down all your walls so that it’s just you and me and nothing else left, don’t you, Ada?”
His answer made my heart pound with a savage, aroused need.
I swallowed hard, finally daring to lift my eyes to his once more. I searched his gaze, seeing no hatred, no judgement, only open acceptance, and everything I could have hoped to see.
“…yes… yes, Daddy,” I whispered.
“Then kneel for me, little girl. Take off Daddy’s belt and put it in his palm so he can break you with it,” he replied, his expectation clear.
In silence, he turned over his hand, and I took hold of it so I could lower myself down to the floor. A part of me was thankful that he’d chosen this spot. The plush carpet of the area rug was soft underneath my knees. My jittery nerves threw me off balance a little, and I quickly pressed my palms to his thighs to steady myself. His hand curled around the back of my head, providing support in my time of need.
He made no move to rush me, staring down at me and savoring each moment as I met his gaze. Slowly, I slid both palms up his thighs, glancing down to see the unmistakable rigidity of his massive erection before I looked back up.
“You’re really hard, Daddy,” I whispered, feeling more confident now that everything was in motion and there was no going back.
“I’m thinking about how pretty you’re going to look with tears trailing down these gorgeous, blushing cheeks of yours,” he murmured. His thumb trailed down the right side of my face, his eyes dancing with anticipation.
My thighs twitched as his words gave me pause.
“You’ll take care of me?”
