Page 54 of Daddy's Laws

“Is it? Well, let Daddy warm you up.”

Even though she was expecting it, the sharp smack of his hand to her wet skin still drew a shriek from her. “Daddy!”

“What? You said you were cold.” Another swat to the opposite cheek made her shriek again.

“Put me down, you sadist!”

“You say sadist like it’s a bad thing.”

His response made her laugh, despite the cold water still pelting her. “Just put me down!”

“What’s the magic word?”

“Please,” she said, allowing herself a dramatic eye roll since he couldn’t see her.

He placed her on her feet and turned the hot water up before reaching for the body wash Liv had supplied. Instead of using one of the washcloths, he filled his hands with the liquid soap, running them over every inch of her skin until she was slick and panting. It amazed her that the need for him could still be so sharp when he’d just pleasured her so thoroughly. Several times.

When he’d finished washing her, she returned the favor, taking her time with his cock, grinning when he grew hard and heavy in her hand.

“Princess.”

It was a warning, but she ignored it, giving the rigid length of him a firm squeeze. “Yes, Daddy?”

With a low growl, he spun her, pressing her up against the cool tile. And then he was filling her again, fucking her hard and fast. It was quick and crude, but she loved every second of it. Reveled in the feeling of her body being used for his pleasure with zero regard for her own. Even when he pulled out and finished by covering her backside with his hot, sticky seed, the embarrassment wasn’t enough to curb the ache inside of her.

“I’m tempted to let you go to dinner with your ass covered in my cum,” he murmured in her ear, making her burn with that delicious mix of arousal and humiliation. “But I have better plans for this gorgeous bottom of yours. Say, ‘Thank you, Daddy’.”

“Thank you, Daddy.”

When they were both clean again and rinsed from the suds, he turned the water off and stepped out of the shower. Just as he had before, he rubbed the towel along her skin, drying her off.

“Always a Daddy,” she said softly, smiling down at him.

Looking up from his crouched position in front of her, he returned her smile. “As I said. Big or Little, you are mine. And I take very good care of what’s mine.”

Mine. It wasn’t the word itself that had her heart doing that slow roll in her chest as much as the way he said it. Like she was something to be guarded fiercely and at all costs. Like she was precious to him. It surprised her to feel a warm glow in her core, instead of the clawing panic she’d expected.

And just like that, she was struck with the sudden, undeniable realization that she’d fallen face first in love with him. It was, without a doubt, the stupidest thing she could have done, and yet she’d taken the leap without even realizing it.

What the fuck was she supposed to do now?

“You okay, princess?” Concern etched into his handsome face, he stood and placed the back of his hand to her forehead. “Do you feel alright?”

“Yeah.” Forcing a smile, she ducked under his arm and danced out of reach. “Where are you taking me for dinner, old man?”

“Brat,” he growled, making a grab for her.

She let him catch her, giving herself over to the release the short, hard spanking brought her. Worrying about falling in love could wait. For now, she would just continue enjoying their time together. The fact that she’d let herself fall for him was her problem, not his, and she wasn’t about to ruin his plans for the evening just because she’d gone and done something so completely and utterly idiotic like falling in love.

With one last swat to her bottom, he let his hand rest on her warmed skin. “You look so pretty in pink, princess. But you know what would make this bottom look even prettier?”

Twisting around, she sent him a withering stare. “Let me guess. Your cock?”

“Absolutely. And that will come later. For now, I’ll have to settle for this pretty little plug.”

Behind her, she heard the sound of the bedside drawer opening. A moment later came the familiar coolness of the lube as he spread it around her bottom hole. A single finger breached the tight opening, and she raised her hips, greedily accepting the invasion. Among the many pleasures he’d given her this weekend, he’d reminded her of how much she loved anal play.

“Good girl. This plug is a good bit bigger than the last one, so I’m going to loosen you up a bit here.”

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