A high-pitched keening squeal fills the room.
Yes.
After scraping my teeth against her sensitive bud, I thrust my tongue into her channel. Fuck, she’s tight. I should have asked if she’s used a dildo so I would know what size objects have been inside her. I will, but for now, I need to use caution. I don’t want to cause her pain. Not with my fingers and tongue.
She’s shown no evidence she’s hurting, so I shift my attention back to her clit, suckling the swollen nub while I ease two fingers into her cunt.
My cock reacts to how tightly she grips my fingers. She’s going to strangle me when I push into her. But that’s not happening right now. All I want from my girl at the moment is one more sexy orgasm.
She sets her hands on my head and shoves. “Camden…” Her tone is desperate for release, not please don’t touch me. If she were too sensitive, she would be wincing. Instead, she’s writhing, trying to buck her hips against my face. That only aids my cause.
Suddenly, she gasps and stiffens, her bottom lifted clear off the bed as she digs her heels into the mattress. I feel her orgasm tighten around my fingers and against my lips before she starts to moan. I continue to suckle as I ease my fingers out and eventually lift my lips before she reaches a point where she might be uncomfortable.
Simone is panting. Her eyes are open, but she stares unseeing at the ceiling. Her legs are spread wide without a care in the world.
She’s fucking precious and sexy as hell.
She’s mine. All mine.
I give her one more kiss on her tummy. “Don’t move. I’ll be right back.” I hurry into the bathroom and return with a warm cloth and some cream.
She whimpers as I clean her pussy, and that whimper turns into a fussy moan when I roll her over.
I chuckle. “Don’t fight Daddy, Little one. I’m just going to put some ointment on your bottom to cool your heated skin.”
Her butt cheeks are dark pink and hot, but they won’t bruise. I struck her the right number of times. When I’m done, I carefully arrange her in the middle of the bed, strip out of everything but my briefs, and climb in next to her. After tucking the covers up around us, I pull her into my arms.
She’s still breathing heavily.
I kiss her neck. “Guess I’ll have to come up with some other form of punishment for when you disobey me.”
“Why’s that?” she whispers.
“Because my girl really enjoys being spanked. That will never be a valuable form of discipline.”
She humphs. “I think it will work just fine.”
I laugh, shaking us both. “Is that so? So if you skipped curfew, turned off your phone, and went out drinking all night, I should spank you when you got home?”
“Yes. That’s perfect.”
I keep laughing. “I suggest you not do any of those things, either combined or alone, because you’d find yourself standing naked in the corner for so long that your calves would hurt too badly to walk for days. Perhaps I should let you hold a bar of soap in your mouth while you stand there. A few hours would probably be a good deterrent.”
She shakes her head. “That sounds awful. The spanking is fine.”
I kiss her neck again. “Mmm. I don’t think so. Rest, Baby girl. You need to take a nap.”
“Will you make love to me if I take a nap?”
My heart… “Yes, Little one. But after you rest.”
She gives a contented sigh before falling asleep.
I’m not surprised she dropped off so quickly. She’s had a stressful morning, and then she endured her first spanking. It wasn’t a gentle pat on the bottom either. It was intense.
She couldn’t have known what to expect, but at some point, she surely realized she was enjoying herself. The only problem with the way that went down is that she didn’t get to use the impact play as an opportunity to have a good crying session.
I lie awake, listening to her breaths, inhaling her scent, and counting my blessings. I can’t put off claiming her pussy any longer. When she wakes up, I will show her what it means to be totally mine. I should rest. Lord knows, this Little girl will probably need several more orgasms when she wakes up. I could probably come a few times—especially considering how long it’s been since I was with a woman—but I’ll never have the stamina Simone has.
