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“Please, Daddy!” He added a second finger, and she groaned. Couldn’t he move a little faster? He fucked her at an achingly slow pace. She just wanted to come.
“Your ass is going to look so good on camera—nice and bright red,” he said, still moving his fingers at that same pace. She nearly threw herself off his lap as she bucked against his hand, trying to make him go faster. Deeper.
His hand came down, popping her ass hard enough to make her stop moving. But she wasn’t stupid; she knew that didn’t count as an actual spanking. “Tell Daddy what you want to do onthis tape,” he murmured. He pressed his thumb against her clit, and her eyes rolled back.
How could he expect her to talk right now?
“I—I want you to—” She swallowed thickly, trying to catch her breath. “I want?—”
“Come on, baby girl. Use your words. Tell Daddy what you want.”
“I want you to fuck me, Daddy,” she breathed.
“Mm. Good girl.” His thumb moved faster, and she let out a loud moan. “How?”
“With your cock.”
Jett huffed out a laugh, his breath warm on her back. “Try again, baby. How do you want Daddy to fuck you? Hard? You want him to fuck your mouth? Or your tits?” His rough hand massaged her asscheek. “Maybe your ass?”
“My ass,” she cried, her thighs tensing as he finally picked up the pace. “Fuck my ass, Daddy!”
“Fuck.” He moved his fingers faster, giving her what her body needed. “Is that what my baby wants? A big cock stretching her little ass?”
“Please!”
Her orgasm rose higher and higher. Whatever he was doing with his fingers felt so good. Just a few more hard strokes, another few swipes of his thumb against her clit and she knew she’d come for him.
“Daddy, it feels so?—”
He pulled his fingers out, the wet sound obscene in the otherwise silent house. Her eyes flew open, her lips parting in a silent, desperate cry. Why had he stopped? She hadn’t finished yet. He knew she hadn’t?—
“This is a punishment,” he said, answering her internal questions. “No coming for you. Not yet, anyway.”
The leather couch cushion was smooth against her skin as she dropped her head forward, resting her forehead on it. She took a deep breath, waiting for him to start.
When his hand didn’t immediately come down, she glanced over her shoulder, finding him staring down at her, a blank expression on his face. “Daddy?”
He blinked a few times and turned his attention to her. “I’m sorry about your painting,” he said again, his voice gentle. “I feel terrible about that.”
She knew she wasn’t allowed to get out of position before he said so, but she’d suffer those consequences later. Pushing herself up, she straddled him. His brow rose, but she ignored it and rested her hands on his broad shoulders.
“Can I be honest, Daddy?” He looked reluctant, but he nodded. “It hurt my feelings.” Jett squeezed his eyes shut as if he couldn’t bear the words. “I liked that painting. It was for Ottie, but I can paint him another dream house. He’ll understand.” He kept his eyes closed, and she hated it. But she had to be honest with him. “It was just an accident, right? You didn’t do it on purpose?”
His eyelids flew open. “Of course not, baby girl. I’dneverdo that on purpose.” His calloused fingers smoothed down her cheek before he tucked her hair behind her ear. He flicked his eyes between hers, like he was begging her to understand. Silly man. He should know she already understood. There was no reason for him to feel guilty.
“All’s forgiven.” Leaning forward, she pressed a soft kiss to his forehead.
“You’re not mad at me?” he asked warily, and she shook her head, her hair flying around and falling loose from the bun.
“Nope.”
He still looked like he didn’t believe her, but he must’ve gotten past it because he took a deep breath and his faceshifted. “You’re not allowed to get out of position without my permission.”
“That rhymed,” she laughed, tapping his nose with her finger. “Silly Daddy. You’re a poet, and you didn’t even know it!”
His lips twitched, and she knew she’d won. Grinning, she laid herself back over his lap, letting her legs fall between his again. He tightly trapped them and rested his hand on her lower back.
“Want me to hold your hands?”
