“You drew me a bath.”
“Yes. I want to wash you and get you cleaned up for tonight. It will also serve as part of your punishment because while I can touch you and wash you. You cannot touch me or yourself.”
“Daddy,” I whined, knowing I was in for a serious case of the lady equivalent of blue balls. “How long are you going to punish me?” I felt like hitting him and throwing the world’s worst tantrum right about then. This was definitely punishment, and I never wanted to go through this again.
I wanted to touch his body. I wanted him to fill me until I screamed with release, as he had made me every night since the night, we first made love. I felt sated and safe every night I spent with him, and now I was desperate for his touch, and he was denying me.
I needed my Daddy, dammit, and he wasn’t giving in on his punishment. He was just toying with my body and my needs, and suddenly I didn’t want to hit him anymore. I wanted to cry.
Chapter 13
HUNTER
When Charley cried, I was done. I couldn’t keep myself from her. Punishments were necessary in our type of relationship, but the endgame was happiness and making her feel cared for and loved.
“Shhh.” I pulled her body against mine. Holding her in my arms felt so damn right.
“I’m sorry I lied,” she whimpered pitifully through her tears as she clung to me.
“I know, Angel. I think you’ve had enough punishment for now. Let’s get you a bath to make you feel better.” I tried to pull her toward the large tub, but she pulled back.
“A bath won’t make me feel better, Daddy. I need you inside me.”
Her words were music to my ears. I loved hearing that she needed me as much as I needed her.
“Bath first, Angel. Then I’ll make your aching go away.”
“You promise?” Her shoulders dropped with relief.
“I don’t say things I don’t mean, Charley.” I told her sternly, and she nodded in response, taking my outstretched hand as I led her to step into the tub.
While she was in timeout, I added lemon bath salts to the tub and a few toys I had gotten in case she wanted to play with them. It was a good thing I thought of it because she went straight for the mermaid that’s tail changed colors as the water’s temperature changed.
Charley played with the toys while I washed her hair. She moaned when my fingers massaged her scalp and the toys slipped under the water as she focused on the feel of my fingers in her copper strands.
After I washed and conditioned her hair, I grabbed the sweet lemon smelling soap and squeezed it onto a loofa. She shivered as I ran the soap covered loofa along her skin. When I reached her pointed nipples, she sucked in a breath, and my cock, which had been hard since before I hugged her, pulsed with my need for the woman in front of me.