Page 100 of Melt For Us, Daddy
Not wanting to risk pissing her Daddy off any more than she already had, Ivy hurried over to sit on the edge of the bed. Which was when she noticed the jar of coconut oil and the wooden spoon sitting in plain view.
What the hell did her Daddy have up her sadistic sleeve?
But again, she didn’t want to make things worse by questioning Cordelia, so she took her seat beside Jacob and met her Daddy’s stony gaze.
“All right.” Folding her arms, Cordelia looked from Ivy to Jacob and back again. “Tell me what happened here, Ivy Mae.”
“It was my fault.” The words spilled out of her, and once she started, she couldn’t seem to stop. “I’m sorry, I’m really sorry. I swear it wasn’t supposed to go that far. I just wanted to fool around a bit and then I sorta got swept up in it and I wasn’t thinking. I know that’s no excuse, but I really didn’t mean to.”
“I believe you, baby.”
Relief washed over her. But it was short-lived.
“Unfortunately, that’s not going to save either of your asses. You both know the rules, you both agreed to the rules. And what are the rules about touching what belongs to your Daddy?”
Heat rushed to Ivy’s cheeks as she risked a glance up at Jacob to find that he was blushing just as furiously.
“We have to ask permission first,” Ivy said softly.
“Right. So why didn’t you?”
Ivy blinked. “I… I don’t know, really.”
“Not good enough, Ivy Mae. This is a rule you and I have had from day one, and you've never once broken it. Why now?”
The reminder that she knew better than to touch what belonged to her Daddy had heat rising to Ivy’s cheeks. “I just wanted to, I guess.”
Cordelia’s eyes flashed with some emotion Ivy couldn’t quite place but that she knew didn’t bode well for her ass. “Something for you and I to discuss after your punishment, then.”
“Please don’t spank Jacob! He was completely innocent in all this. It really was my fault.”
“I won’t be punishing him nearly to the extent I’ll be punishing you, my naughty little girl. But Jacob does know that he needs his Daddy’s permission to touch you or himself, and he sure as hell needs my permission to make you come. Don’t you, Jacob?”
“Y-yes, Ma’am.”
“That’s what I thought. So here’s what’s going to happen.” Picking up the jar of oil and the spoon, Cordelia held them up for Ivy and Jacob to see. “You’re both going to bend over the edge of the bed and I am going to spank both of you with this spoon. That is your punishment for touching what’s mine without my permission.”
“What’s the oil for?” Jacob asked.
A cruel smile curved Cordelia’s lips and Ivy’s stomach sank to her knees. “That, my sweet boy, is for Ivy. So you can fuck her naughty little bottom hole on my behalf. By the time I’m finished with the two of you, I want there to be zero questions about who is in charge in this relationship.”
Chapter 33
Jacob
He wanted her to what?
Eyes wide, Jacob looked from the jar in Cordelia’s hand to her face, his mind scrambling to process what she’d just said. “I can’t do that.”
As soon as the words slipped out, he regretted them. There was nothing he wanted more than to please Cordelia, and telling her he couldn’t or wouldn’t do something was definitely not going to please her.
But instead of getting angry, everything about the woman in front of him softened. “If you really don’t think you can, then that’s okay, baby boy. You always have your safewords, remember? Nobody is going to force you to do something if you truly can’t handle it.”
Just the reminder was enough to have some of the knots in his stomach unraveling. “Yes, Ma’am. I remember.”
Her eyes lit with pride, unraveling more of those knots. “Good boy. Now, let’s talk about the scene I just laid out. Why do you think you can’t do it?”
Heat rushed to his face. “It’s wrong. That’s not how… that works.”
