Page 47 of Melt For Us, Daddy
Ivy
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Their first evening in the safe house was… weird. It wasn’t just that she didn’t have her usual routine to rely on, she didn’t have anything. They were in a strange house with strange people and strange everything. Normally when they were on vacation and such, Cordelia would set up a new routine for her to follow, to give her some semblance of normalcy, but they hadn’t really had the time or space to talk about it. And Ivy was hesitant to bring it up when Cordelia had so much else on her mind.
On top of all of that, there was Jacob. Sweet, innocent Jacob who just watched them with those big gray eyes of his. He looked so lost, so wounded, and he’d spent the entire night lost in his own little world. Probably worrying about his sisters, and who could blame him? It had to be killing him to be so far from them, even farther than before, and so completely helpless to do anything but wait.
But now, Jacob was tucked away in his own room and it was just her and Cordelia. Stepping out of the en-suite bathroom in the primary bedroom everyone had insisted they take, she took in the sight of Cordelia perched on the edge of the bed, all those soft, warm curves she couldn’t wait to snuggle into, and everything inside her relaxed. Ivy crossed the room slowly, sinking to her knees beside the bed, and the familiarity of what little bit of their routine she could cling to settled her further.
“My beautiful little blossom,” Cordelia murmured, running a hand over Ivy’s hair. “How are you feeling, baby?”
“Okay, I guess.”
“Hey.” Gripping Ivy’s chin, Cordelia forced her head up. “No more secrets, remember?”
“I’m not keeping secrets. You’ve just got enough to worry about without me being pouty.”
“Hmm. Stand up.”
Another deviation from their routine, but Ivy swallowed her annoyance as she rose to her feet. The next thing she knew, she was tumbling forward, over Cordelia’s lap with a shocked squeak.
“Dee! Someone will hear you!”
“I’ll keep it down. But my babygirl obviously needs to let off some steam, so that’s exactly what we’re going to do.”
A swift tug brought Ivy’s pajama shorts to her knees, along with her panties, and she tensed as the cool air brushed over her naked skin. “Such a pretty little bottom,” Cordelia crooned, rubbing her hand over Ivy’s bare backside, infusing it with a lovely warmth that had Ivy relaxing bit by bit. “I know how hard this has been for you, with all the big changes and everything feeling so out of control. But you’re handling it so well, baby. I’m so proud of you.”
“Really?” She didn’t think she’d been handling things very well at all.
“Mmhmm. And I think you deserve a reward for being such a good, brave girl.”
The first swat made Ivy jump, but she realized quickly it didn’t sting as much as she’d expected. This was very definitely a ‘good girl’ spanking, her favorite kind, and she sighed as she melted over Cordelia’s lap with every gentle swat.
When she was nice and warm and relaxed, the swats grew harder, but even those she welcomed. The pain melded together into a lovely burn that covered her entire bottom. And as that burn grew, so did the aching need between her thighs.
“My good girl,” Cordelia praised softly as she spanked. “You did exactly what I told you to do when I called. You were so good for me, baby, even though you were upset and anxious. I was so proud of you, all day.”
“Even when I was being a brat to Holden?” she asked, wincing a bit as a particularly hard swat landed on her sit-spot.
“Yes.” Cordelia chuckled, her soft stomach vibrating with laughter. “God knows he needs to be put in his place sometimes. But mostly I was proud of you for asking questions, and for standing up for yourself. I know that isn’t easy for you. And when you needed to, you backed down. You obeyed me and that's all I could ask for.”
Happiness bloomed in her chest, filling her with a warmth to match the heat in her backside. “I needed to hear that. I was feeling kind of bad for giving him such a hard time when he's just trying to keep us safe.”
“You don’t need to feel bad, baby.”
Closing her eyes, she let herself float away a bit on a cloud of happiness as her woman worked her over. She could stay here forever, stretched out over Cordelia’s knee as she told her what a good girl she was over and over.
And even when the spanking stopped, that happy, floaty feeling remained. Questing fingers drifted down between her thighs, and she parted her legs immediately, welcoming her woman in.
“All this for me, sweet girl?” Another of those low, wicked laughs from Cordelia as she brushed her fingers through Ivy’s wetness. “What a good girl you are.”
Those slender fingers pushed inside her, stretching her, and Ivy whimpered softly as pleasure coiled tightly in her core. “Please, Dee…”
“Shh, baby. You don't need to beg me tonight. You’ve already earned your pleasure. Come whenever you’re ready.”
And with that, Ivy surrendered. Gave herself over to the pleasure her woman stoked inside her. Let her mind go blank as it washed over her, steady lapping waves of it as Cordelia’s fingers circled her throbbing clit. Until all she knew was her and the need growing more and more insistent inside her.
“Oh, god. Oh, god. Dee.”
