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“So, how do we do this?” She clapped her hands together, letting out a half-crazed sound that definitely made him look more worried. “Do you have a camera or something? A tripod?” She jumped around, shaking the nervous energy from her arms. “On the bed or couch? Should I wear something cute? It doesn’t matter, does it? I’ll be naked soon enough.”
“Abbie,” he said, but she ignored him.
“Same rules as always. Snickerdoodle is my safeword.” She began pacing in front of him. “What angles are we thinking? Because I think I look best from?—”
“Abbie,” he said again, a bit louder. She paused and turned toward him.
“Yes?”
“Sit down, please.”
She didn’t really want to do that. She wanted to keep moving, keep the energy flowing through her body. Now that she’d suggested it, it was real and likely to happen. Not that she didn’t want it to. She wouldn’t have suggested it otherwise. But she was wary about seeing herself on camera. What if she looked weird? Or made weird sounds? That was likely?—
“Abbie.” Jett’s voice pulled her from her thoughts, and she blinked at him. “Sit.” He patted the couch, and she reluctantly sank onto it beside him. Turning, he grabbed her hands and squeezed gently. “Talk to me.”
“There’s nothing to talk about,” she breathed, her stomach twisting. There really was something to talk about, like the fact he was proposing. If not today, some time soon. And she felt so guilty that she spoiled his plans for him, but she couldn’t just forget what she’d seen.
“No?” He tilted his head to the side. “There’s no reason you randomly want to film that?”
“Maybe I just want sex. You ever think of that?”
His brows rose. “You’re getting a little mouthy, little girl,” he warned. “Are you getting tired? Do you need a nap?”
Her eyes widened as she shook her head. “I’m not a baby. I don’t need a nap.”
“Even big girls need naps sometimes. And sassy girls need spankings.”
“I don’t need a spanking!” She scooted away from him, but his hands tightened.
“I think you do.”
“I think I don’t.”
He huffed out a laugh, but it wasn’t one of his usual ones that told her he thought whatever she said was funny. It was one of his spanking laughs.
“Over my lap.” He let go of her hands and sat back on the couch, patting his thigh.
“Daddy, can’t we talk about this?” She wasn’t above begging or bartering. She’d do it if it would save her bottom.
“We can talk while you get punished. Come on. You know what happens when you delay it.”
“Bullfuzzies,” she muttered. Standing, she shuffled to him, glaring at him from the corner of her eye.
“I know you’re not looking at me like that,” he mused, and she quickly shifted expressions. “Good girl. Get into position.”
She sighed as she laid herself across his lap, letting him rearrange her legs between his so she was balanced over one thigh. She couldn’t move, couldn’t wiggle around, couldn’t escape. The forced immobility weirdly made her pussy throb. She knew the second he lifted the shirt, he’d find her wet, and her cheeks flushed.
The hem of the shirt tickled the backs of her thighs and her bare bottom as he slowly lifted it, the cool air hitting her exposed skin. She knew what was coming next and squeezed her eyes shut.
His fingers gripped her asscheeks, and her face flamed even hotter. Jett let out a low whistle before dragging a thick finger through her center. “Someone’s wet,” he murmured.
“Daddy,” she whined, wiggling on his lap.
“So, you were serious about that tape?” he asked, finding her clit with two fingers. “The idea of being filmed while Daddy fucks your tight little asshole turns you on? You wanna watch it over and over again? Watch the faces you make. Listen to the little sounds that come out of your mouth.” His hips lifted, and she felt his cock grind into her stomach. “I asked you a question, pretty girl.”
Why did he insist on making her talk when she was in this position? “Yes, Daddy,” she whimpered breathlessly. “I want that.”
He made a humming sound low in his throat, still grinding his hard cock into her stomach. “I think I want that, too,” he murmured, sliding his finger inside her. “If this wet little pussy is anything to go by, I’d say you want it even more, don’t you, pretty girl?”
