Ohlord.Before I can say another word, his arm pulls back and he’s on me with a startling, mind-clearingsmack.
“Tell Daddy you like that, Kat. Tell Daddy you need to be spanked and you need ithard.”
Daddy.Daddy.His words swirl inside my head. Nothing has ever made me feel so hot, so fast.
He’s testing the waters again and I know it. Telling me to call him Daddy. Waiting to see my reaction.
I hesitate. It’s already so much, us, together like this. Now, I’m not so sure.
Daddy.Daddy?
It makes my pussy gush. But saying it—it seems so hard. Like the words are stuck in my throat.
Another spank. And another. The searing pain lights up my body and then my brain, like my mind is full of Fourth of July sparklers.
“Tell Daddy you’ve been bad, Kitty Kat. Tell him you need him to set you straight.”
My walls clench like I’m ready to come. His words alone inching me over the edge.
I know he’s right. I do need it. All of it. The spanking. MyDaddy.
“Daddy,” I growl against the mattress, relief spilling through me. “I need you. I need you to show me.”
Again. And again. And again. Three savagesmacks,lower now on the backs of my thighs,echo around the room like gunshots, and then my brain catches up with the pain and I crumple down on my elbows.
Instinctively my hand moves behind me to block the painful blows, just like a little girl would.
But, even that, even that defensiveness, it brings something to life inside me. I don’t know why, but I need this. I have always needed it. And I have always needed it fromhim.Him.
“Move your hand. You hide from Daddy, you get punished twice as hard.”
He gives me a second to respond, and I do, taking my hand away and placing it on the mattress, my forehead digging into the bedding only to feel the fire across my body again, and this time harder.
Three more. Orange-hot, red-hot, then white-hot heat fills every cell in my being.
The explosion of pain and passion from my punishment makes me feel like a rabid animal. Diamond-tipped pin-pricks of pain envelop my skin as the throbbing sensations echo through my clit, and I feel my wetness stream out of me.
A cruel laugh now. A cocky groan. “Look at my sister’s pussygush.”
CHAPTER12
Trent
Her crimson ass and her pink slit make me want to fucking destroy her with my cock. It’s all I can do not to drop my fatigues and slam into her like a rutting boar.
But fuck almighty, this is so good. And so sweet. The best moments of my life.
And so I take a breath, and soak in the moment.
I haven’t waited all these years to waste my dick on meaningless pussy. Fuck no. I’ve been waiting all my life for her. And I’m going to savor this like the Last Fucking Supper.
My balls tingle, tightening already as they hang loose under my camo pants. My pulse bangs through my body, from my skull down to the dripping end of my throbbing cock.
I open my hand and deliver another smack. I’m not holding back—I’m giving her all I’ve got and she’s taking it all like a fucking champ.
“I’m proud of you baby.”
She whimpers and drops the small of her back, offering her ass to me even in her pain. It drives me fucking crazy. The feel of my hand hitting her lush curves, the way her flesh ripples, the intense smack of flesh on flesh makes my blood rush into my fucking loins.