"You disobeyed me on the road," I tell her firmly. "I told you to pull over and you didn't."
"So?" she scowls at me, trying to struggle free before I cage her by the wrists. "Nothing happened."
"That's not the point, the point is you were putting me – and more importantly, yourself – in danger. And you disobeyed an order, too."
"I didn't want to put you in danger, Daddy." Her bottom lip trembles.
"What about yourself?"
"Who cares?"
I groan. "If you hurt yourself, you'll have me to answer to."
She gives me a doubtful look. "Fine."
"Fine what?"
"Fine, I won't disobey again."
"Good girl. Now turn around and pull your skirt up."
"W-What?"
"You heard me." I pull the belt out of my pants. "Show me your ass."
She flushes, glancing nervously at the other two cars, one from which loud music is booming, as it rocks, and the other that's got smoke coming out the windows.
"My guess is... those two are busy fucking." I point to the other car. "And that one is busy getting high. Now show me your ass, because you earned yourself a punishment, trouble."
Reluctantly, she switches positions and pulls her pleated pink skirt up. Beneath it, she's wearing a cotton grey thong with a little wet spot that makes me groan out loud.
"Killing me here, Willa." I touch the wet spot, massaging it with my knuckles until she lets out a strangled cry. "How many slaps to your ass do you think you deserve?"
"One."
I laugh out loud. "Let's say… fifteen."
"Five."
"Twenty."
She swallows, looking at me over her shoulder. "Please, Daddy."
"Twenty it is."
I let my palm make contact with her ass for the first time and she yelps. But I'm not done, far from it. In quick succession, I deliver spank after spank to her delicious little ass with my hand, switching between that and the belt. By the time I'm done, the music in the other car has stopped, but Willa is whimpering too much to notice.
"Get in the car," I tell her. "Back seat. Now."
She trembles, trying to pick herself up and stumbling. But I'm there to catch her, pushing her into the car.
I pull her against me. Everyone can see us up here since we're in a convertible, but I'm not going to let that stop me.
Willa's lips rest against mine and I kiss her, feeling the burn of both sets of her cheeks against my skin.
"Promise me you won't hurt yourself," I tell her.
"I won't."
"Promise."
"Why?" She sighs. "That's for kids."
"You don't want to make a promise to your daddy?"
Her eyes quickly find mine and a tentative smile pulls at her lips. She looks so beautiful.
"Fine, I promise I won't hurt myself. I'll be good for you."
"Good girl." I kiss her nose. "How pissed with you are Dove and Nox?"
"It's not that bad."
"Really?"
She nods, wrapping her arms around my neck. "They just want me to be happy."
"How mature," I mutter, wondering whether that's just a front Nox is putting up. "Good, Willa. I'm glad things are better at home. You understand why I had to spank you, right?"
"Yes," she admits reluctantly.
"You can always use your safe word if something is too much."
"I know."
"I mean it, trouble. Any time, even if it's during a punishment. Okay?"
"But I trust you." Willa's wide blue eyes turn to mine. "You know what I need better than I do."
"Not always."
My hands travel up her hips and push up her skirt. I know she can feel my cock tightening in my pants under her pussy. That wet spot's going to be on my pants judging by the way she’s squirming.
"You wanna fuck me?" Willa whispers in my ear. "You want to be inside me?"
"Yeah. Slide your panties to the side."
She smiles and does as she's told, making me groan as she reaches for my zipper next. She takes out my cock, her fingers trembling as they wrap around it and push it to her entrance. I'm enchanted by her as she glances at the other two cars. But the moment she feels me enter her, she forgets all about them and lets out a soft, slow moan.
"You like that?" I mutter against her ear. "You wanna come on my cock with everyone watching you?"
"You said nobody was looking!"
I smirk at her as she tries to get off me, pushing her down on my cock and making her groan my name.
"That's right, moan for me, trouble. Fuck, you make my dick so goddamn hard."
"Please," she breathes, suddenly needy. "I don't care if they look at us."
"You want everyone to see?"
"I don't care," she whispers, and as her lips lower to mine, she repeats the phrase again and again in between kissing me deeply. "Fuck, I don't care, Raphael, I don't care at all."
"I'm so close," I grunt.
"Please give it to me. I want to have your load, Daddy."
"I can't," I grit out. "The condom... We can't keep doing this."