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I settle for spanking her again, twice, four times, six.
“You’re fucking filthy. You pretend to be a little princess, untouched, untouchable, but all you wanted was me. You wanted a red ass and somebody to hold you down and hurt you.”
“Mmm.” The sound goes through my palm. “Yes.Yes.”
I run my hand over the hot curve of her ass. “You sure this is what you want? You don’t want some rich prick to be sweet to you?”
“No—no, I don’t, I don’t—”
“Be a slut for it, then. A good slut knows how to beg. Hasn’t anyone taught you how to beg?”
“Please.”
I laugh again, and the heat of her body skyrockets. Or maybe it’s in my imagination. Either way, she’s soaked. I can smell her. Daisy has no idea how much restraint it takes not to pin her down again and lick her until she screams.
“That was pathetic. You can do better.”
“Please. Please. Please, hurt me.”
“Who should hurt you?”
“You. Please. Hercules, please. I need it. I need you to—please.” She’s not crying, she’s desperate. Daisywouldhave a ridiculous threshold for pain. She looks breakable, but she’s not.
“Need me towhat? Use your words, or I’ll gag you and take them away.”
“Hit me again.”
“I’m not hitting you.”
“Spankme again. Do it harder. Please, please—I can’t, please—”
I give her ten, all in a row, and her wounded howl is better than any medal I ever won in the Army.
“Don’t stop, don’t, don’t—”
I don’t stop.
Her body tenses, then curves over my lap, and then she gives in completely.
I know what that is.
It’s trust.
I don’t deserve it, and way in the back of my mind, doubt creeps in. A sense of humanity. I shouldn’t be doing this. Not to her. Not to anyone. It makes me like the men who fucked my mother. It makes me like the men who hurt her, and—
Pressure. My ears. Hers. It’s that fucking dream. A last-ditch attempt. That’s what it feels like.
I pull her off my lap and bend her over a pillow on the bed, pinning her hard to the covers. My hand knows the way to her face in the dark and I shove two fingers into her mouth hard enough that shedoesgag.
“Suck.Betterthan that.”
Daisy recovers, her tongue curling around my fingers. I want that tongue wrapped around my cock, but that’s not going to beat this thing in her mind, this thing trying to get at her. At both of us. In the field, you don’t stand around waiting for the enemy to get stronger. You shoot it between the eyes.
That’s what I’m doing.
Forher.
She wants it. Shewantsme.
