Page 15 of Halloween with a Daddy
No, I love it.
“Bad news.” Edgar sighs. “Or maybe good news for you.”
“What’s wrong?” I look over my shoulder.
“I hit you too hard. The paddle cracked.” He holds it up, showing a split down the right side.
“It wasn’t even that hard. It didn’t hold up to time any better than the other two.” I shrug and lift from my position across the desk. “I guess my punishment is over, then.”
“Who needs a paddle, anyway?” He puts it on the desk next to me. “I’ll give you this last one without it.”
Edgar puts a hand on the back of my neck and pushes me back against the desk. Not too forceful, but I don’t fight him at all. My heart beats out of my chest. He’s been so playful and nice, but this is different, and it makes my whole body quiver with excitement. He lifts his hand from my neck and traces down my spine with one finger. I exhale sharply as my body reacts to his touch.
“I have a feeling this one is going to hurt worse than the paddle.” I bite down on my bottom lip and sigh.
“I don’t know about that.” He traces his way to the top of my skirt. “You won’t feel anything through this.”
He’s carving his way into my mind. I don’t even know how to put a single defense up, nor do I want to. All I really want to do is give in. I never imagined meeting anyone like Edgar. Everything about me draws me closer, and I feel like my soul would leave my body if I tried to pull away. His hands feel amazing on my body. Even a gentle touch through my clothes sends currents of electricity across my skin.
The words leave my lips before I’m truly prepared to say them.
“Then pull it up. That seems only fair, since you don’t have yourweaponanymore.” I give a bit of sass, just to let him think I’ve still got enough willpower to fight back.
“Rotten wood that fell apart with two little taps.” He growls in my ear, then yanks my skirt up so fast I shudder. “You’re going to wish I still had a weapon that required me to be gentle.”
I close my eyes and settle into position, lifting my ass against his hand as he cups it. He gives it a squeeze. That isn’t required if his only intention is to spank me, but I’ll let him get away with it. He pats my ass several times. I whimper like I truly am about to regret what I asked for. I’m not sure if I will.
Edgar’s hand pulls away and comes down sharply, catching me by surprise as it echoes through the room.
SMACK!
I hear it before I feel it. Then the sting spreads and it feels wonderful. The vibration is even better and I moan when the tingle makes my eyelids flutter. Edgar lets his hand linger on my ass. He rubs the spot where it landed, then moves his hand back to my skirt, lowering it back to where it was.
“So that’s what I would have gotten at school?” I ask, moving my ass against his hand.
“Something like that.” He growls into my ear. “But you would have gotten a lot worse from yourDaddywhen you got home.”
“Oh?” I ask and bite down on my bottom lip. “Are you going to be my Daddy as well?”
“Do you want to me to be?” He squeezes my ass through my skirt.
I’m torn between emotion and lust. They’re intertwined with rational thinking and desires I can barely contain. They’re fighting for control, and I don’t think emotion or rational thinking has a chance. Lust and desire are about to win this battle.
“Yes.” I whisper.
“Yes, what?” He asks with a rasp.
“Yes, Daddy.” A soft exhale rushes across my lips.
A wave of euphoria sweeps through me as the words leave my lips.
I’m in over my head, and I don’t care if I drown.
Edgar
SweetBethany.
The history of Grimwillow Manor isn’t the only thing she’s curious about. I love the way her body reacts to dominance. How quickly she surrenders. I can tell she’s playing in a world she’s never experienced before. That’s fine. I’ll be her guide. I’ll show her how beautiful it is to give up control and live in a moment where anticipation is almost as good as the reward.
