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I reach over to bury my fingers between her clenching thighs. “If one fucking hair on your head was put out of place, he would have died right there in that parking lot.”
Her mouth forms a perfect “O”. “Really?” Then her hand falls to my wrist to tug my thumb closer to her panties.
With a fast glance in my rearview mirror, I jerk the wheel to the wide shoulder and slam on the brakes.
After tossing it into park, I jog around to her door.
“Out,” I bark, curling my finger at her.
That damn pouty lip rolls when she pauses. But then fire blazes in her eyes. “Yes, daddy.”
“You need to learn how to mind,” I say hoarsely, watching her skirt ride up her supple legs as she slides across to me.
When her ankles breech the plane of the truck, I grip them to pull.
Her shriek makes my nuts twitch as she falls into my arms.
My fingers wrap her ponytail to tilt her chin before I crash my mouth against hers.
So much gets poured into that kiss.
The pain I felt without her. The fear that she’d be hurt.
The lust that rages through my veins.
“Don’t you ever do that again,” I murmur against her sweet lips, then let her feet settle on the earth. “Now turn around and bend over.”
She obeys me without hesitation, digging her nails into the fabric of the cushion.
But she glances back quickly, dark eyes flaring, when she hears my belt slip through the loops.
“It is my duty—” Letting my knuckles trace up between her quivering legs, I slowly fold her skirt over her hips to expose that pink fucking thong that slapped me in the face weeks ago when I bought it. “—to keep you safe. Even if it’s from yourself.” Looping my finger through the silky fabric, I snug it so it rides up the slit of her wet pussy.
“Do you understand?” I let the leather end of my belt tickle along her calf, hoping she knows I’d never hurt her.
Her head drops, pushing her round ass into the air. “I don’t know, daddy. You need to teach me.” She rocks her pelvis against me as she widens her stance, begging me with her body.
This girl.
She knows and yet wants more.
When I snap the strap lightly behind her knee, she gasps with only a tiny jerk.
“I want to protect you.” I let it smack again against her upper thigh, hard enough to leave a pink mark.
Damned if she doesn’t moan.
“Keep you safe.” Another sharp whip of the belt looses a red line just under the swell of her delicious round ass making her cry out.
I can’t resist squatting to lick the sting, then shift her panties far enough to continue my mouth’s exploration to her dripping cunt.
“Why?” she pants, rolling against my lips as her breath hitches.
As if she doesn’t know.
Rising behind her and dropping my zipper, I free my throbbing cock to sink into her.
Heat blazes under my skin, wrapping me in its numbing embrace, dulling the world around us until it’s only me…in her.
