don’t—”
Cutting off her words with a hard slap to her ass, I say, “You’re mistaken, little girl. You told me you were with me and therefore, that gives me authority over you,” I spank her again, “to protect you,” a hard slap to her ass, “and take care of you.”
She shouts at me, trying to send me death rays over her shoulder, but her hair falls over her face. “You call this taking care of me?”
“I do when you’re being unreasonable.” I spank her right cheek, her left cheek, then leave my palm resting on her ass—the weight of my hand a warning. The silk of her dress is thin, and I can feel the heat of her skin. “You’re going to lie over my lap until your temper is gone and you’re ready to listen.”
“Fine! I’m listening.” She tries to wriggle but I have such a tight hold on her, she barely moves an inch.
“There’s a good girl.” I stroke her ass, my skin slipping over her silk-covered curves. “Now tell me you understand why I couldn’t tell you I’m a Bachman.”
“I understand... that you’re a liar!”
I bring my hand down again. And again. Until she’s crying out, squirming over my lap. “You know I had no choice but to keep it a secret until Rockland gave me permission.”
“Okay. Okay—I understand.”
“Do you? Or are you just saying that to keep me from spanking your ass?” I give her another series of swats.
“No! I’m sorry. I do know. I was upset but you’re right.”
“And you’re going to move in with me until the Theo situation is taken care of?”
Silence. I can feel her anger brewing back up. There’s only one way to get a resistant woman to see your side of the story—raise her dress and lower her panties.
“Daddy wants to hear you say the words.” My fingers dance over her skin, inching the material of her dress up her legs. I gather it around her waist, exposing her ass. She’s wearing nothing but a little white G-string under that gorgeous dress. I tug it down, rolling it over her hips and sliding it down her legs. “These pretty curves, your ass is already pink but I think it’s going to be red before Daddy lets you up off his lap.”
She gives a little moan as I stroke her bare skin. “I... don’t know.”
I bring my hand down on her bare skin. A print rises, pink and beautiful, marking her as mine. Unlocking my leg from hers, I say, “I want you here with me. Where you’re safe. Where Daddy can watch you and protect you.”
“Hmph,” she sniffs.
I slide my fingers between her legs, slowly moving them upward. “Spread those pretty legs and let Daddy see you. All of you.”
She gives a shameful moan, but her legs spread. The lips of her shaved pussy shine with arousal. Her little rosebud stares up at me, begging for my attention. “Baby girl’s so wet for Daddy, even when she’s mad. You know how hard it makes me, to see you like this? Lying over my lap with my handprint on your ass, your wet pussy begging for me.”
“Touch me, Daddy,” she breathes.
I slide my finger between her legs, lightly tracing her slick folds with my fingertip. Finding her clit, I circle it, then dip inside her. She gives a soft sigh as I pump my finger into her. “I’ll touch you, but I won’t let you come.”
“Why not?” she whimpers.
“Because you’re being naughty.” I take my finger from her, giving her pussy a little slap that makes her give a deep moan. “Tell Daddy that you’re going to be safe. That you’re moving in with me.”
“Okay, okay. You’re right. I’ll move in, but only till you take care of Theo.” She wiggles her hips in the most adorable way. “Now, please let me come, Daddy.”
Her words make my cock harder. “There’s my good girl.” I push my finger inside of her, stretching her and filling her.
“Ah.” She moves her hips backwards, meeting my fingers.
I give a dark chuckle. “Greedy girl. Trying to take more than Daddy’s offering.” Adding a second finger, I plunge them both inside her. Alternating, I pump, then slide out and circle and caress her clit.
Her hips start to buck and she’s whimpering, the orgasm closing in on her. This time when I slide my fingers in her, her pussy clamps down on me. I twist my fingers around, facing my hand up and I press her clit with