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“Good,” I grinned. I was looking forward to marking her pale, beautiful bottom with it later tonight.
“What are you going to do with it?” she asked breathily.
“You’re going to find out tonight. I intend to use that pretty belt in a few different ways, but I bet each and every one is going to make you come harder than you ever thought you could,” I murmured in her ear, low enough that only she could hear.
“Yes Daddy,” she whispered, her voice barely audible, but I heard it anyway.
“That’s my good girl,” I said softly, kissing her ear gently enough to make the hair raise along her bare flesh, and for her to shiver in my arms again.
It was positively delightful.
“Got a record on the table and I think it’s gonna make you wanna let go.
An opportunity to get a little wild, baby can I get a smile, smile, damn, I hope so.
Now we’re turning up the heat, turn the shuffle to repeat, to repeat, to repeat, to repeat.”
I listened to the song for a moment until Connor walked up and gazed down at us with a raised brow.
“What’s this? No dancing?” he quipped.
“No one has asked me,” Anastasia pouted, and if I wasn’t in the middle of our wedding reception, I would have turned her over my knee right then and there.
“You didn’t tell me you wanted to dance,” I scolded lightly.
“Well, you didn’t ask,” she replied, her tone so sassy that I couldn’t help but pull her in closer again, just to warn her what was coming later that night.
“I’m going to enjoy whipping that beautiful bare ass bright red with that belt tonight, sassy girl,” I warned her, and a soft gasp of shock fell off her lips. The sound of it was positively delightful. “And now that your pretty little pussy is soaking wet, we’re going to dance.”
“I’m not wet…” she tried.
“Don’t lie to me, babygirl. I wouldn’t want to have to actually punish you on our wedding night, but I will if I have to,” I said, my cock hardening painfully tight at the thought of doing exactly that.
“Are you wet for us, little girl?” Connor leaned in, pressing his face close to hers as he glided a single finger down the line of her jaw.
“Yes,” she answered.
“Yes what?” he corrected.
“Yes, Daddy,” she whispered, blushing so hard that she was squirming in my lap now.
“Now, babygirl. Would you like to dance?” I asked.
“Yes, Daddies,” she whined, looking this way and that to make sure no one was listening. I knew they weren’t. We had a table all to ourselves, and all of our guests beside us were drinking, singing, and dancing.
Connor held out his hand, and she took it. He pulled her off my lap, and I joined the two of them on the dance floor.
“She said, ‘I love this song. I’ve heard it before, and it stole my heart. I know every word.’
She’s gonna dance all night,
Till it hurts
Singing ‘the best song ever, best song ever!’
Give me your hand!
Give me your hand!
