Page 28 of Shadow

She blew out a breath. He was giving her an option. A way out if she wanted it. “Why can’t we just skip to the bed part? That sounds fun.”

Ripley shook his head.

“Nope. I already told you the first thing you’re getting from me is a spanking. I’m not backing off on that. Now get inside and make your choice.”

She jumped out of the truck and darted inside before her mouth could get her into more trouble. In her room, she paced for five minutes as she thought about the choice in front of her.

Trust was hard for her, but all of his delicious threats and reminders of the past had her needy in a way that she hadn’t been in a long time. She was pretty sure there was no way anything in her impressive sex toy collection would do the trick to take care of this need. Not to mention, everything was at her house. And even though they were painful, Ripley’s spankings always turned her into a puddle of goo. Maybe he was right that this was the thing that could center them and make it easier to sort out their relationship.

With shaky legs, she made her way to the den and looked for an empty corner. There wasn’t one, so she chose a spot in the middle of a wall and put her hands on her head.

She was about to turn around and bolt back to her room when she felt him come in.

“Now that’s a pretty sight,” he murmured.

She didn’t respond, not sure of her voice.

“We’re going to get back on the right track, you, and me. After I spank you, you’re going to kneel and we’re going to talk about us. Then, if you’ve been a good girl, I’ll fuck you like you need and make you come. But if you’re not a good girl, I’m going to leave you horny and frustrated.”

The dominant sound of his voice washed over her and brought a welcome calm.

He came to stand behind her and settled a hand on the small of her back. “Turn around and go kneel by the couch, little girl.”

When she hesitated, his hand landed hard on her ass, and she yelped as the sting curled through her system.

“I know you don’t like being called little girl, but I think that’s what I’ll use when you’re being punished. That way, you always know when you’re in trouble and when Daddy is just being rough with you because he enjoys hearing you scream.”

She never thought hearing Ripley refer to himself as her Daddy would turn her on, but dear God it did. Before he could smack her again, she turned and ran for the couch, where she dropped to her knees in front of it.

“That’s better.” When he came to sit in front of her, she swallowed hard. He held a smooth wooden hairbrush, and a belt was already laying on the cushion next to him. He wasn’t kidding about blistering her.

“You’ve been so naughty since I’ve been back. Shall we list your transgressions?”

She didn’t want to go over that list, but she’d agreed to this, and she wanted everything that would come after the list, so her only option was to listen.

He held up a fist and started lifting fingers as he named things. “You ran back into a burning building. You’ve been sassy and bratty every chance you could get. When I woke up this morning, you were gone and had no security with you. And you were rude about Daddy paying for breakfast. Oh, and you didn’t give me your keys when you were supposed to.”

She chewed her lip as he finished.

“That’s a lot of naughtiness to deal with, Olivia. We might be here awhile. Did you push your arrival time to the bar?”

She nodded. “Yes, Sir.”

He leaned forward and gripped her chin. “Yes, Daddy.”

“Yes, D… Daddy.”

Calling him that wasn’t as awkward as she thought it would be, and the way he cupped her face and leaned forward to kiss her forehead made her whimper as arousal flooded her system.

“Much better. Now let’s talk about how this is going to go down.” He sat back and patted his lap. “Come sit up here. You might be tempted to bolt when I tell you what you’ve got coming. It’s better for me to hold on to you.”

Fuck. She was so screwed. But she’d agreed to this, she reminded herself again as she obediently climbed into his lap.

“If I give you everything now, it’s going to be too much for you to handle, so we’re going to spread this out. First, you’re going to go over my knee for a good hand spanking. Then you’re going to get the hairbrush for a few minutes. After that, you’re going to get a dozen no holds barred with my belt.”

She opened her mouth to beg him to reduce her sentence, but he put a finger to her lips. “I’m not done, little girl. After we’re done with the belt, we’re going to bed, where I plan to use every inch of your body for my pleasure. If you take the first half of your spanking well, you’ll get to come. If you don’t, then you’re just going to have a needy little pussy for the rest of the day. And if you even think about stealing an orgasm without permission, we’ll start your punishment over.”

“What’s the rest of my punishment?” she asked with a scrunched-up face that said she was dreading hearing the answer.

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