“If you didn’t want what I have to offer you, Little Angel, then you wouldn’t be half naked in my arms right now. Your pulse wouldn’t be tripping through your veins like an electric storm inside your body. Your nipples wouldn’t be rock hard against my chest, and your pussy wouldn’t be wet and ready for my cock.”
She swallowed hard. A denial of everything I said died on her sweet, ripe lips when I cupped her cheek and swiped my thump across the soft, juicy flesh.
“Rule number one, Angel, never put yourself in a dangerous situation. Number two.” I slid my hand back into her hair to hold her head still as my lips descended to just a breath away from hers. “Your pleasure and your pain are mine. If you want it from me, ask me for it.”
“And if I don’t ask?”
“Then you will punish both of us by denying yourself of what you need and want.”
Charley bit her lip, and I knew she wanted to ask for my firm hand but didn’t know how to ask without losing face. She was on the precipice of discovering something deep within herself she didn’t fully understand, and it excited and terrified her.
I rested my forehead against hers and closed my eyes as she battled the war with herself. She could let her Little out or keep pushing the sweet Little inside herself down.
“Let Daddy give you what you need, Angel.”
Charley licked her lips and sighed. Her breath fanned across my lips, and I fought the urge to devour her.
“Daddy. Will you—can I—can we?” She had a hard time asking for help. Her stubbornly independent nature was why I was going to spank her backside ‘til it was a nice and rosy-red the size of my handprint.
“Daddy, may I have my punishment?” I whispered, my lips brushing against the shell of her ear, and she shivered in response.
“Daddy, may I?”was all she could get out, so I took mercy on her.
“Yes, Angel. You may.”
Chapter 10
CHARLEY
Hunter gave me a quick, hard kiss before sitting down and pulling me over his lap.
I felt his hardness against my belly, and my nipples skimmed against the soft blankets of the pallet.
Nervously, I squeezed my cheeks together, waiting for the first blow of his hand across my panty-clad butt.
The spank didn’t come. Instead, Hunter rubbed the tension out of my back, butt, and thighs. When his hands got close to my panties, I lifted my hips, desperate for more of his touch.