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The hockey shirt inside the bag is epic. I’d say I wonder where Austin finds his contacts, but the man’s the son of a billionaire who played college hockey, he knows people. This gift is too much, and when Matty tells me he and Adi got shirts too, well, I’ll be having words with my far too generous friend.
That or I’ll buy his girl a million gallons of sweet tea to make up for it. That might last her a week or so.
Before Matty heads back into the living room, he gives me a hug. “I love you, Dad.”
Overwhelm crashes into me as I dig deep to answer him. “I love you too, buddy. So very much.” Dropping a kiss on his forehead, he smiles up at me. I hadn’t realized what a big piece of my life was missing until Matty arrived, and it fell into place. He heads into the living room where Mom tells him she’s going to kick his ass at whatever game he chooses.
His laugh is light and joyous, and we all know there’s no way she’s beating him at anything.
“That was fun.” Brushing a curl off Addison’s face, her eyes are glassy and her cheeks are flushed. A sure sign my kitten wants to play. “Now?” Tilting my head, I caress her cheek, enjoying how her eyelids flutter closed and the tiniest moan escapes from between her perfectly plump pink lips.
“There’s one more clue.” Her voice has that breathless quality she gets when she edges, so my dick is already rising to the occasion.
She hands me an envelope, the card inside doesn’t have a clue on it as much as a location.Bedroom.
When she wants to play, we usually go to the dungeon, so the curiosity that prickles up my spine makes my breath stutter. Turns out I might like games too.
She races upstairs with me hot on her heels, and when she stops next to the bed and turns to me, there’s a mixture of hope and just a dash of unease in those telling eyes of hers. She jerks her head to the bed.
The paddle wrapped in a bow sits on top of the quilt, with a little notecard that simply says,please, Sir.My brain short circuits as my wide eyes flicker back and forth between the paddle and my girl who must have seen something in my reaction because the hesitation, the caution is now gone. The only thing in her eyes now is lust and joy.
My kitten wants to play. With her paddle. She wants me to make her ass turn pretty colors and make it hard for her to sit down at the game later. And I’m going to fucking give it to her.
Tipping my chin to her, I give her the only word she needs to hear in this moment. “Run.”
With a squeal she flees the room and barely touches the stairs as she sprints. I jump the bannister at the last few stairs and land in front of her with an animalistic growl. We stare at each other for a long fucking minute, a minute that’s charged with promise and raw want.
“Mom?”
“Yeah?”
“Can you take Matty for a walk?”
Mom giggles, Addison giggles, her face turning a shade of red I’ve not seen before. There’s no hiding precisely what I’m feeling from the tone of my voice. I couldn’t even if I wanted to.
“Of course.” Mom says something that I’m sure should have been under her breath about missing having someone to service her in the middle of the day, and it almost kills my boner. But Addison cups my face, bringing my attention back to her, and Mom’s sex life gets set to the side never to be unpacked or even talked about again, because my girl needs me.
Throwing her over my shoulder like a fucking caveman, I carry her into the dungeon. I barely manage a word, a grunt, anything more than the heaving breaths to keep oxygen charging through my body before I rip her clothes off and throw her onto my bench.
“Hold on tight, kitten. This is going to be quick and dirty.”
She jiggles her hips, a sure sign that she’s eager. I can’t help my fingers from wandering into her pussy while she’s presented to me so prettily. Jesus Christ she’s soaked with arousal. Curling my tongue around my fingers, her salty-sweet taste explodes on my tongue. It takes almost a full minute to decide which I want more, to color her ass with bruises, or to feast on her like she’s a five star meal served on the finest China.
Ultimately, my girl’s needs win out. She needs this. She’s been so brave and strong, she’s overcome her fear, and we’ve rebuilt our trust. It’s time to show her that I can give her what she needs.
“Check in.”
“Green.”
“No counting today, kitten, okay?”
She pants heavy breaths, making her body rise and fall on the bench. “Yes, Sir.”
Slapping the paddle against my palm, my dick twitches. Precum already seeping into my underwear, and I’m painfully fucking hard.
Squeezing and rubbing her cheeks to get the blood flowing under her skin is tough. I want to launch right into the smacks but I need to do right by her. No cutting corners, no getting carried away, no jumping ahead, even if it feels like we both desperately want it.
Smacking a few times with my hand on each side to get her warmed up, she responds like the beautiful little pain slut she is. Moaning, holding perfectly still for me, and her pussy is now glistening.
