Page 8 of My Irish Stepbrother

“We have some mutual connections,” I answer.

“I’d like to connect with that,” he says and my blood begins to boil. “What da ya think, Dex? You think she’d like a ride?”

Who does this bloke think he is speaking to me like we’re familiar and asking about shagging my girl? I lean across the bar and place my hand on his shoulder. I squeeze real good so he understands that I could crush him and I say, “She’s mine.”

He tries to wiggle his way out of my hold but I want to hear his answer before I release him.

“Saints be damned, Dex, why didn’t ya say that at the first? I would never disrespect you or your girl,” he pleads.

I loosen my grip and shake him a bit then pat his back and say, “Remember that.”

Daniela sees the exchange and returns to the bar. “Is everything ok?” she asks me.

“All is well, little Clover,” I reply,

“I don’t know what he said to you but you can’t run a business and I can’t earn tips if we scare off all the customers,” she tells me and I know she’s right. I have to ease off but I don’t know how to do it.

I smile, still trying to slow my racing heart, and say, “It was nothing, I swear.”

As the evening progresses the pub grows crowded with a mixture of locals and tourists. Daniela is serving a table full of local boys when a bloke that I know from the gym grabs her by the waist and twirls her across the floor. I bang my fist on the bar and Bryce places his hand on my shoulder and says, “Just give it a minute and see what happens. You can’t be boxing ears every night, boss.”

I hold my breath as the pounding in my ears overtakes the clamor of the noisy pub and fire shoots from my eyes as I stare the skin off of the big boy. I’m about to make a move on him when he releases Daniela from his clutches and bows like an idiot to thank her for the dance. She nods and smiles then slips away quickly. All the color is gone from her face and she’s wide-eyed as she races toward me.

“I didn’t know he was going to do that.” She says, “Please don’t be upset. It was nothing.”

“We’ll discuss this later,” I reply and turn my back to her.

The pub closes with no further incidents and I hurry to tally the night's paperwork. I wait until Bryce escorts the rest of the staff out and hurry up to Daniela’s room. I knock once and she opens the door and stares at me. I can see that she’s been reeling in contemplation of my response to her behavior and my cock gets hard just thinking about it.

I walk inside and tell her, “You let another man touch you after you agreed that you were mine.”

She stutters to say, “I’m sorry but he just grabbed me without asking and he didn’t make a pass at me or anything. We just danced.”

“I guess I’ll have to take down your britches and give you a right spanking,” I tell her.

She tilts her head and her eyes narrow and she replies, “Do you really want to spank me, daddy?”

“I need to remind you what happens when you’re naughty,” I reply. I sit down on the sofa and point for her to stand in front of me. “Remove your shorts and panties and lay across my lap.”

“Do I have to?” she asks in a mock protest.

I point to my lap and say, “Now.”

I can see that she’s a bit uncertain and considering her response carefully but curiosity compels her and she removes her bottoms and lays across my lap. I place one hand on the small of her back and rub her taut cheeks with the other. Her breath quickens in anticipation of the first slap and she tenses her muscle so I rub her ass until she relaxes then quickly bring my hand down on her left cheek. She moans and digs her fingers into the sofa cushion. I rub the red spot and wait to see if she wants to continue. She relaxes again and I slap her on the other cheek and she gasps, “Oh.”

“You were very naughty. What do you have to say for yourself?” I ask her.

“I’m sorry, daddy. You’re right. You need to spank me,” she replies.

My cock swells as she confirms that she’s into it and I spank her again, this time a bit harder. She moans and wiggles her ass and I grab a handful of cheek and squeeze. Her sweet pussy is wet and she rubs it on my pant leg so I smack her ass again. I’m too excited to continue and decide that it’s time to move on to phase two. I lift her off my lap and tell her to get on her knees. My stiff cock stands at attention when I release it from my pants and tell her to put it in her mouth. She takes just the head at first and I lay back and close my eyes while she sucks on it.

“Take some more,” I say, holding her head and guiding her further down my shaft. She gags and I tell her to relax her throat. She does and I slide in just a bit further and hold her still as my big cock fills her tiny mouth. When she settles in I slowly start to thrust in and out going a bit deeper with each stroke. She can take about half my width before choking so I grab her hand and wrap it around the base. I want to fuck her but I want to come in her mouth more so I grab her by the hair and guide her head up and down my swollen shaft until I fill her mouth with my milky come.

She lays her head in my lap and asks, “Was that good, daddy?”

I stroke her hair and say, “Yes, baby, that was perfect.”

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