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I hesitate for just a moment, then ask, “May I spank your bare bottom?”

“Oh, fuck,” Cade whispers, his voice trembling with arousal.

“Yes, Daddy,” Yasmin repeats, reaching for Cade’s hand and twining their fingers together.

I slide her dress up, swallowing down a groan of my own at the tiny, sexy little pair of lace panties that reveals, bright white in a way that stands out beautifully against her dusky skin in the moonlight.

I run my palm over them, indulging myself for just a moment, then gently tug them down under the generous swell of her ass. “Remember, if you need me to stop, say so. But otherwise, count them out, sweetheart. One for each year you’ve been with the man you love. Six of them total to remind you to cherish that love.”

“Yes, Da—oh.”

I don’t wait. She’s had enough warning. She’s given consent. And most importantly, she needs Daddy to be in charge.

The little cry she makes when I bring my hand down is music to my ears, and the way her ass jiggles puts the beauty of this moonlit night in paradise to shame.

I’ve kept this first one light, since I don’t know her limits yet, and my palm stings just enough to wake everything up.

“You gotta count, baby,” Cade whispers, his breath coming a little faster. “Remember what Daddy said?”

Yasmin nods, squirming on my lap. Then, good girl, she does it.

“One,” she says breathlessly, squeezing Cade’s hand.

I spank her again on the other side, a little more forcefully.

“Two.”

And then again, with no break in between this time, putting a sharper sting into it.

I want her to feel this for a while.

I want her to feel cared for.

“Three,” she gasps, starting to pant. “God, that… that one hurt. But don’t stop. It’s… I want it. I want it, Daddy.”

“I know.” I rub some of the sting out, then give her another.

“Four.” And then another. “Oh God, five.”

I’m making them harder now, I’m making them count, and her breath hitches with little sobs.

“Good girl,” I murmur. “You’re doing so well. You made a poor choice, but next time, you’ll do better. You’ll remember this, and you’ll remember to take more care. For yourself, and for Cade.”

“And for you,” she says, her voice cracking a little. “And… and for you, too, Daddy.”

She’s killing me. They both are. They’re what I’ve been looking for, dreaming of, and even if this is all they ever want from me, I’ll cherish it always.

“That’s right,” I agree, my voice coming out husky with emotion. “You’ll take care for me, too.”

Then I spank her again, letting my hand crack against her gorgeous ass hard enough to be sure that she does remember it.

“Six,” she sobs out, burying her face in Cade’s lap as they both pant for air, clinging to each other.

She looks like a dream in the moonlight, and I only regret that I can’t see the color I put into her cheeks. The full moon is bright enough that I can see the effect the spanking had on Cade, though. His cock strains against his pants, tenting them next to where she’s got her face buried, and if we were anywhere else, if I knew I had the right, there’s no way in hell I’d be able to resist doing something about that.

As it is, I content myself with rubbing Yasmin’s ass, the skin heated, silky and soft and over-sensitized, based on the way she flinches and then lets out another small gasp as she pushes back into my touch for more, wiggling on my lap in a way that’s deliciously distracting and tells me everything I need to know about her relationship with pleasure and pain.

I’ll have to remember that, but this time, we agreed on a spanking, not anything else, so I ignore my cock and tug her panties back up, smoothing them over her curves and then covering her with her dress again.

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