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“It stings, doesn’t it, little girl?” Connor asked.
“Yes!” I gasped, pulling a little at Caden’s grasp. He held me firmly in place.
“Good,” Connor rasped. The low, rumbling growl that escaped Connor’s throat sent shivers down my spine, and my hips bucked against the table.
If either of them noticed, they didn’t say a word.
Instead, Connor used the spatula to thrash me a third time, and then a fourth, and I quickly lost count after that.
My whole world became one hot, stinging sensation. Unlike their hands, the bite from the spatula was centered in one tiny spot, punctuated and hot and terrible and wonderful all at the same time.
The wooden implement stung my flesh over and over again, making me forget that Connor could see my pussy, and that there was a whole world outside of my bare ass getting spanked with the spatula right now.
I cried out again, and Connor brought the kitchen utensil down on the place where the lower curve of my bottom met my thighs. Then he struck the tops of my thighs and I wailed, the sound of my voice desperate to my own ears.
That stung so much worse.
He paddled me with the spatula until my feet were dancing on the floor and I was yelping at the top of my lungs, but he didn’t stop until he’d thoroughly spanked from the upper crests of my cheeks all the way down to the middle of my thighs.
Each swat sent ripples of warmth through me, as if I were a vessel being filled with molten longing. Desire pulsed through my veins, creating a rhythmic beat that matched the tempo of Connor’s determined strokes.
A tear threatened to escape the corner of my eye. I blinked rapidly, trying to hold back the overwhelming surge of emotions that threatened to spill over, but then the paddling slowed, almost as if he were reading my body language.
He didn’t want to make me cry. He just wanted to teach me a lesson.
Connor may be mostly easygoing, but he wouldn’t be afraid to spank me whenever and however I needed, and that made my heart swell with emotion.
By the time he finished peppering my bottom with that dreaded wooden implement, my entire ass was thoroughly scorched, and I knew I’d have trouble sitting for at least the rest of the day.
When he was finally done, I breathed a sigh of relief.
“Naughty girl, this little pussy is dripping wet. You need to come for us, don’t you?” Connor observed and I blushed hard.
The heat from the spanks lingered like a sizzling ember, fueling the fire of my desire as it pulsed just beneath my skin. Sweat beaded at the edges of my brow as Caden’s fingers lightly brushed the sensitive skin of my wrists in slow circles, driving me crazy with need.
“Yes,” I breathed.
“Yes, Daddy,” Caden corrected.
My mouth went dry as my inner walls practically spasmed at his words.
Ishouldn’tlike that.
It was dirty, wrong, taboo, and so wicked I couldn’t even think it, yet still I somehow found myself opening my lips and saying the words he wanted me to say anyway.
“Yes, Daddy,” I breathed.
My core seized tight, aching with desire, and I was rewarded with another reverberating growl from Connor that practically made my body quiver with pleasure.
“There’s our good girl,” Caden purred.
My breath stuck in the back of my throat as my heart swelled with warmth at his praise. I drew my bottom lip between myteeth and met his eyes, seeing nothing but pride and arousal dancing in his gaze.
“Such a very good girl,” Connor confirmed, and my core practically spasmed at his words.
I would do anything to hear those words again.
“Would you like to come for us, little girl?” Connor asked, the dark promise in his voice more than enough to send my body into overdrive.
