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“Fuck, Sienna, you’re just a girl.”

“Notjusta girl. Your girl. And I want this.” She wiggles her hips again, and I cannot resist.

I lift my hand and bring it down with a satisfying snap that makes her cry out, her arms shoving out to grab her pillow and bring it to her face.

“Shhh,” I remind her, even though she’s already doing her best to muffle her surprised reaction. “Can’t let anyone hear how much you enjoy me doling out your much needed punishment.”

Her eyelids flutter shut and she nods, a loose wobble of her head as she sucks in a ragged breath.

Fuck. Yes.

I spank her again, this time more gently. Purely for her, to warm up her sensitive skin. Get her used to the thuddy delight of my hand coming down on her flesh.

Again.

And again.

Alternating sides, until she’s rocking her ass up to meet me, and then I go back to a hard snap.

“Oh my God,” she groans.

I grin. “Not God.”

“No, not God…” She shudders.

“That’s it, little girl.” I spank her again. “Moan for Daddy.”

Her eyes snap open again, and she gives me a look of gorgeous disbelief. “Daddy?”

Fuck. Me.

Then she moans, low and sexy, and shoves her hips back, colliding the sweet curve of her ass with my rock hard cock.

I lean over her, working my hard erection against the round curve of her ass, knowing it must be warm and very sensitive now.

She twists beneath me, and I lift up to give her just enough room to roll onto her back. She surges up to meet me, her soft mouth pressing against mine. “Let’s not think about the fact my father is downstairs.”

I growl and press my whole body into her. “You sure you don’t want to think about it?”

“Jacob!”

“His good little daughter being such a tease for me? Calling me Daddy and wiggling her ass? Is there any part of you that wants everyone to know what a little slut you are?”

“Yes.” She gasps. “Why is that so hot?”

“I feel it, too. Like it’s good to be wicked when it’s the two of us being wicked together.”

“If I’m a little slut…” Her cheeks turn pink. “Then what are you?”

“A very bad man.” Four loaded words I’ve thought to myself many times, but never voiced out loud before. “Who wants to do terrible things to you.”

“Yes, please.” Her voice catches, so full of longing that regret boils inside me.

“Every terrible thing you could ever want,” I promise her.

“All this time…” She shakes her head in wonder. “Why didn’t we do this sooner?”

Because she was too young. And I was too stupid. “We’re doing it now and that’s all that matters.”


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