“Sprite, you remember the part where I said I wanted to cum in you without a condom—that I wanted you to carry my baby? That’s permanent. There’s no going back from that, Luna.
“I’ve been with women, more than I care to admit. None of them meant anything, and I always wore a condom. I wouldn’t let them buy the condoms because I didn’t trust them not to bring one with a hole in it so they could try and trap me into a marriage or with a kid.”
“Oh.”
“I’m not in the habit of making Little Blakes with just anyone, Baby. I want you.”
“I want you, too, but it feels so dirty to call you Daddy and want to fuck you.”
He gave me mischievous grin, “It is dirty, Little One, and that excites you. Doesn’t it?”
I bit my lip and nodded my head. It did. It felt so wrong and taboo, but I loved it. My clit was already buzzing between my legs and had been since the moment I got here.
“Time for your punishment, Sprite.” He gave me a quick peck on the lips before guiding me off his lap to stand in front of him. “I want you to take off all of your clothes, fold them, and put them on the coffee table.”
“Ok.” I said nervously reaching for the bottom of my bikini bra.
“Ok, what?”
“Ok, Daddy.” I said, slowly pulling the bra up and freeing my breasts.
I’d already been naked in front of him, but this was different because he was fully clothed, sitting back and watching me remove my clothes. He wasn’t actively participating—only observing. His lips weren’t on mine, his hands werent toying with my body and building the fire inside me.
I folded the top and leaned down to put it on the coffee table. My breasts hung freely and he reached out to lightly carress my breast, delicately pinching my nipple enough to make my clit throb but not enough to really hurt.
“Finish, Little Sprite. The faster we get through your punishment, the faster I can get inside you.”
“We could skip the punishment.” I offered with a shrug of my shoulders.
“What kind of Daddy would I be if I let you off the hook?”
“A nice one.”
“Little Girl, you are sassing me and that will lead to more punishments.”
I was going to say something but snapped my mouth shut instead. I wanted another orgasm when he was inside me. My virginity would be gone by the end of the night, and I would know the feel of a man inside me.
He watched as I toed off my shoes and kicked them to the side before pulling down my shorts. When I turned to the side to fold them and set them with my top, he groaned.
“Tell me you haven’t been wearing these swimsuits in public.”
I turned my head around just in time to see him adjust his cock behind his shorts. He was rock hard and sporting a tent the size of Texas in his shorts.
“I would offer to take care of that, but you said I have to have my punishment first.” I joked with a smart ass smile.
When I turned around again to take off my bottoms and put them with the rest of my clothes, he took the opportunity to give me a sound smack on the ass. I squealed at the sharp sting and reached back to run the spot.
“I warned you about sassing me, Sprite. Now, take your hair down and come lay across my lap on your stomach.”
My chest tightened with my nervous excitement. I knew he was about to spank me the whole time, but I couldn’t believe I was letting him—let alone anticipating it.
I moved to his side and let him guide me over his lap, my head resting on the couch beside him.
“Good girl.” He said when I didn’t fight him. “It will be over before you know it. You might even enjoy it by the time we’re done.”
I frowned at him, “I don’t think so,” I lied. He was probably right because if he put his fingers between my legs right now, I knew exactly what he would find.
ChapterEleven