Chapter 9
HUNTER
Igave her the timeshe needed to compose herself, even though it was killing me to do it. I wanted her naked and hungry from more of my touch, but she was innocent and shy when it came to men. I needed to get my own needs under control so I could take care of hers first.
In a Daddy/Little relationship, the needs of the Little always came first, and before I gave Charley what she needed physically, I needed to make sure she would never take such risks again.
Once I had the dishes we’d used put in the dishwasher, I turned around to look at her. Charley was stepping out of her pajamas. Her breasts were bare and pale pink nipples tipped the firm, perky globes. I swallowed hard, thinking about their taste.
My cock was already hard in my jeans. The stiff fabric didn’t give much as my cock grew and expanded behind my fly. Charley’s pale skin was like fine porcelain. Her blue eyes stood out, piercing from her pale face and her copper-colored hair.
She was exquisite. The panties she had on were simple white boy shorts with little pink and red hearts all over them.
“God, you’re beautiful.” I breathed out the words softly.
A pink flush spread across her chest, up her neck, and flooded into her face. “Thank you.” She shivered from the cold in the room and her nipples puckered, ready from my hands and mouth.
I took a deep breath.Rules and punishment first,I told myself. Then we can move to the pleasure part of the night.
“A few ground rules, Angel.” I pushed away from the counter and made my way in front of her, lifting her chin so she was looking me in the eye.
The tips of her pert breasts touched my shirt covered chest, and she shivered, sucking in a shocked breath at the contact. Desire swam in her icy blue eyes.
“What rules?”
“Nothing you won’t want to follow unless you want a punishment and purposely break the rules,” I whispered, cupping her cheek and torturing us both by hovering my lips just over hers, but not touching.
“Who would want a punishment?” Her voice was breathy with excitement.
“Hmmm.” I placed a kiss on her jawline as I moved to whisper in her ear. She shuddered against me. “Punishments can be fun for sassy little girls like you. They can heat the blood and cause desire to pool...” I thrust my hips and hardness against her lower belly. “...right there.”
Charley’s reaction was immediate. Her knees went weak, and I wrapped my arm around her to hold her hard against me. She was out of breath, as if she’d just run a sprint. Her naked breasts smashed against my chest, her soft globes were pushed up and together causing a deep cleavage between them. It would be the perfect place for my cock to glide through.
“Easy, Angel.” My voice was gruff and lower than I’d intended to speak, but I couldn’t help it. The need I felt for this woman was all-consuming. I needed to get the rules over with, serve her punishment, and bury myself inside her before my balls exploded in my jeans.
“Sorry.” She was breathless, and her pupils were dilated with desire.
“For losing your balance?” I shook my head. “I don’t care that you lost your balance, Charley. I’ll catch you. What you should really be sorry about was living in an unsafe place for years, without telling anyone. What if that bastard had waited for you to get home and forced himself on you? That’s why you’re getting a punishment tonight. You put yourself in harm's way and didn’t trust your instincts.”
“It’s not fair to punish me for something that happened before you met me.” She pouted up at me, disgruntled.
“I’m punishing you because your brother can’t.”
“Martin?”
“Yes. Your brother is mad as hell right now. Since you’re an adult and not his Little, he can’t punish you like I can.”
“You’re still assuming I want to be punished?” She made a halfhearted attempt to push away from my chest, but I just grinned.