Chapter Twenty-One
Devon watched her as she likely thought it out and couldn’t help but smile at the concentration on her face.
He was telling her the truth. When his friends and he had found the address where her mother was last seen, he went looking for blood. He wanted that bitch back in jail, so he’d know she couldn’t get anywhere near his Emma.
When the three guys started giving him attitude and hinted that they were involved with the mess at Emma’s house, he almost smiled in glee. He was finally going to be able to release some of the frustration that had slowly been building. He was proud to say all three were nearly unconscious when they left, and he felt amazingly better.
He started to regret it a little when he got a look at his hands and face. He knew Emma would be upset when she saw him, so they planned to go to his condo to clean up and put ice on the worst of it, only instead of being at Cason’s like the girls had planned, they were at his place, and he got caught.
“I say we get out of here.”
“We can’t spend the night?”
Devon shook his head. “No, pet. The place is bad, and I had the water turned off.”
He set her on her feet.
“So … I won’t get punished?” she asked hopefully.
“Oh, hell yeah. I just don’t want to do it here.”
He grinned at the disappointment and edge of excitement she tried to hide.
The three left the house and got back to the building. None of them had much to say, so it was a silent ride.
Zachary leaned back against the elevator and put his hands in his pockets. “I’m going to head to Cason’s place and give you guys some privacy. Tomorrow, I’m going to get my condo going. If I can get the basics done, I’ll move in and deal with the construction. Most of the other guys are looking for other places.”
“Sounds good, man. That’s what I did. But you are always welcome at our place. There should be plenty of houses around the area, so they shouldn’t have a problem.”
“Thank you.”
“Good night.” Devon pulled Emma off the elevator and watched the doors close, taking Zachary to a different level.
Devon grinned when Emma kept dragging her feet. “Come on, pet. Let’s get the punishment over with, so I can fuck your brains out.”
He laughed when her expression brightened, and she started to hurry.
He closed and locked the door behind them before he turned to her. Then he crossed his arms over his chest.
“Strip, pet, and lay face down on the bed.”
He waited as she slowly pulled off her shoes, skirt, bra, and shirt before she climbed onto the mattress and lay on her stomach, her legs pressed together and her hands up by her head.
Devon stripped out of his clothes and reached into the nightstand to get what he needed before moving onto the bed.
“After a spanking that will make it a little uncomfortable to sit down for a day or so, Daddy’s going to take your bottom. Now tell me why you’re getting punished?”
Emma tensed for a second before she exhaled and nodded. “I ran away.”
“That’s right. Don’t ever run away again.”
“I won’t, Daddy.”
He ran his hand over her plump ass cheeks before he raised it, and it came down with a sharp sound and her squeak. He did this several times until her ass was a nice shade of red. She’d gained several pounds since she’d been with him, and he loved the way her ass, breasts, and hips had filled out.
“There, baby. That part is done.” His hand glided over the hot surface of her bottom, keeping the heat in as long as possible. Although it was supposed to be a punishment, he could tell by the cream that coated her inner thighs that she enjoyed it as much as he did.
“I want you to reach back and pull your ass cheeks apart for me while I get my cock nice and slick.”
He moaned when her tight little ass cheeks separated, and he got a glimpse of her tiny asshole.
“That’s good. Just like that.” After his cock was covered in lube, he straddled her legs.
“Daddy, I can’t pull my legs apart when you sit like that.”
Devon chuckled. “I know. Although you’ll enjoy this, I’m going to make you feel every ridge in my cock as I push it into you.” He lined his cock up to her asshole. “Okay, you can let go of your bottom. Put your arms up by your head.”
He waited for her to do that before he started pressing the head of his cock against her tight opening.
They both groaned as he fought to get through the tight ring of muscles. Their groans got louder as he popped through and kept going.
“Daddy, it stings.”
He gritted his teeth. “I know, baby. It’s supposed to, but remember you have to tell me if any of it is painful because the last thing I want to do is hurt my baby.”
“I will.”
“You’re so fucking tight. Fuck,” he hissed. Devon relaxed once he bottomed out and couldn’t go any farther inside of her. He lay down on top of her, his legs on the outside of hers that were pressed together. Making sure most of his weight was on his elbows, he started to hump her slowly.
His strokes became firmer and faster until he was pounding into her.
“That’s it, pet. Take everything I give you.”
“Yes, Daddy. Please,” she begged.