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My nerves are going wild as I use the toilet and wash my hands. Is he only going to use his hand? Will it hurt really bad? What if I cry? Will he be mad? Cali told me she almost always cries when Declan spanks her and then he cuddles her afterward. Will my Daddy do the same?
When I emerge from the bathroom, I’m practically in a frenzy as all these questions swirl in my mind. Killian must realize it because he rises from the edge of the bed and comes to me, cupping my face tenderly.
“Baby girl, breathe. In through your nose and out through your mouth.”
I obey and he does it with me while keeping his gaze on mine. After doing it several times, I feel so much better.
“Are you scared?” he asks quietly, his green eyes pained.
“Not scared. I trust you,” I say, and he visibly relaxes. “I’m just nervous. I’ve never done this before. What if I do something wrong?”
He flashes me an understanding smile and my nerves settle a little more.
“There’s nothing you could do that would be wrong. You might cry, you might not. You might get turned on. You might decide to use your safeword and if you do, we’ll stop and talk and figure it out from there. But any of those outcomes are perfectly acceptable. The only thing I want you to do is whatever comes naturally. Okay? Can you do that for Daddy?”
I love this man. I am in love with Killian Lachlan. A mafia boss who kills people. And I don’t care. He’s shown me more tenderness in the time I’ve known him than any other man in my entire life. Maybe it’s dumb to hand him my heart, but I don’t think I could stop myself if I tried.
“Yes. I can do that.”
He strokes my chin. “Daddy will talk to you through the entire thing. We’ll go as slow as we need this first time.”
After he leads me back to the bed, he sits on the edge and pulls me between his powerful thighs. I’m still in my pajamas but he’s already dressed in his suit and that makes him seem more imposing, yet so sexy.
He hooks his thumbs into the waistband of my shorts and panties, and I suck in a breath as he exposes my bottom half to him. I’m wet, and I’m sure he can both see it and smell it, but he doesn’t say anything. Instead, he lets my clothes drop to my ankles before he wraps his hand around my wrist and slowly guides me over his knees.
“Daddy will always spank you on your bare bottom. It doesn’t matter what kind of spanking it is. I like you to be exposed and vulnerable to me.”
A shiver runs through me, and I nod. His thighs are pressing into my tummy and my legs are dangling in the air so I couldn’t get any leverage if I tried. I wrap my arms around his calf and brace myself but, after several seconds of nothing happening, I look back at him.
He smiles when I meet his gaze. “Good girl. You ready?”
I roll my eyes because, seriously? Who is ever ready for a spanking?
Smack!
“I guess you are since you’re being a sassy Little girl, rolling your eyes at your Daddy,” he says with a raised brow.
Before I can respond, he smacks my bottom again, and I let out a yip as the sting registers.
“Ouch!”
Smack! Smack!
Okay, this might not be a punishment spanking but dang, it’s not playful either. The pain of each swat spreads over my flesh. I kick my feet, but that doesn’t stop him from continuing. My knuckles are white as I grip his pantleg and I thrash.
His hold around my waist is firm and, no matter how much I kick, squirm, or move, I can’t escape his palm.
“You’re doing good, baby.” He pauses and rubs my hot skin. “How are you feeling, Scarlet?”
I can’t keep the pout from my voice. “My butt hurts.”
He chuckles. “Do you need to use your safeword?”
That question makes me blink because even though it hurts so bad, I also don’t want it to stop. I think I need this pain. I can feel my emotions bubbling up and it feels good.
“No, Daddy. I don’t.”
“Okay. Let’s keep going.”
