“You scared me, Daddy.”
“I’m sorry.”
She narrowed her eyes. “No, you’re not.”
He rolled his eyes and pulled her to her feet. “I have some good news for you.”
“Okay.”
“You will not be going to court.”
“Like ever?” she asked.
“Yes.”
“I hope he stays in jail for the rest of his life.”
“He’s taken care of, so you never have to worry about him again.”
She fell into his arms and wept. “Oh, I’m so glad.”
“I know. Me, too.” He hugged her for a long time. “How about we invite some friends over for dinner and a play date to celebrate?”
“Oh, yes. Larkin said she wanted me to meet more of the girls. I’m looking forward to meeting Bella.”
“Why?” he asked.
Emily snorted. “Because she tends to have an orgasm when she’s spanked, and I just think that’s crazy.”
One of his eyebrows rose. “You don’t think you can?”
“No. The few times you’ve spanked me hurt.”
“Well, there’s pain, and then there’s pain.”
“I don’t understand.”
“Let me show you. Take your dress off and lay face-down on the bed.”
He grinned when she scrambled to do what she was told while he locked the door. He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her over his lap.
She squealed the first time he smacked down. He wanted her to feel them but not feel the pain.
“Ouch, Daddy.”
“I need you to relax. When my hand comes down, it will feel sharp for a second, but you’ll feel the heat my hand leaves behind if you concentrate.”
He grinned when he felt her relax. The next few smacks never came down in the same place, and every once in a while, he’d hold his hand down, keeping the heat in longer.
“Oh, God…”
“Can you feel the heat, baby?”
“Yes.”
His hand continued to rain down on her ass until he felt her stiffen and then scream.
“That’s it. Come for your daddy.”