“No! You can’t! You asshole!”
“Tut-tut-tut. Calling your Dom an asshole, that’s very naughty. That’s ten smacks. Let’s take care of that now, hmm?” He turned the wand off and she could have cried. But Eden was made of stronger stuff than that. . .
Maybe.
He undid her ankles then pushed them together, holding her legs up in a diaper position. “This position okay?” he asked always showing concern for her first.
She nodded even though the position was embarrassing as hell and the plug in her ass was fully on display. Holding her ankles with one hand, he used his other hand to lay the punishing smacks on her bottom. Five on the right. Five on the left cheek. Each smack made her clench down on the anal plug, which turned her on even more. By the time he was done, her body was on fire.
He lowered her legs, spreading them wide and securing them. Then the torture started all over again. He’d hold the wand against her clit, playing with her nipples until she was at the point of coming and then draw it away. By the fourth or was it fifth time he’d done that, she was basically spent. Unable to think. Unable to breathe. All she could do was beg, over and over.
“Please, please, please.”
Zeke reached up and kissed her slowly, gently, then deepened the kiss. He smiled down at her then placed the wand on her clit once more. This time he didn’t move down to her breasts, instead he watched her intently. Her eyes caught to his, she couldn’t look away.
“Come, baby,” he commanded. “Come for me.”
He didn’t have to ask her twice. The orgasm washed through her, sending her spiraling. It was like nothing she’d felt before, so intense it stole her voice, her breath, her every thought.
She didn’t know how long she drifted, but when she came back to reality, he’d already untied her and was holding her tight against him. She could feel his erection pressing against her stomach.
She moved her hand down to his hard shaft, cupping him through his jeans.
He groaned. “Jesus. That was so hot. Christ. I think I nearly came just from watching you find your release.”
She wanted him to come. Wanted to give him some pleasure back. She fumbled with the button of his jeans, slowly undoing the zipper.
He reached out and tilted her chin so she had to meet his eyes. “You don’t have to.”
“I want to. Please,” she begged.
“Jesus,” he said on a groan as she managed to get her hand down and around his shaft. He wasn’t wearing underwear. He was hot. Harder than she’d thought and yet his skin was silky soft.
“I’m not sure what I’m doing,” she warned as she started pumping her hand up and down his dick. She felt her body stirring, turned on at the idea of giving him pleasure.
“What you’re doing is just perfect,” he groaned. “Fuck. I won’t last long.”
She moved her hand harder, faster, listening to his breathing grow more erratic. Then he started thrusting his hips up. She held her breath as he let out a low moan and she felt the hot bursts of his cum against her hand. He buried his face in her neck, his breath coming in sharp pants. Then he kissed the skin there gently before moving his mouth to her ear.
“Thank you, baby. That was by far, the hottest hand job I’ve ever had.”
Zeke cleaned her up first, putting her back into her nightgown before moving into the bathroom to take care of the mess he’d made. Then he put on the pajama bottoms he’d borrowed from Hayes’ stuff.
He strode back into the bedroom in time to see her yawn. “Time for bed, little one. It’s well past your bedtime.”
She gave him a shy look but surprisingly nodded without argument. “Okay, Daddy.”
“That’s my good girl. Seems an orgasm makes you more obedient. I’ll have to keep that in mind.” He winked at her as she blushed.
He picked her up. Her peaches and cream scent swirled around him. Was he ever going to be able to eat a peach without a hard-on? He almost grinned at the ridiculous thought.
“Need the toilet, baby girl?” There were no handles in the bathroom to help her stand and without her crutches it was hard for her to maneuver around.
She nodded but didn’t look at him, still embarrassed about needing his help even though he’d been doing this since they got here.
“Hey, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about. Remember, I like to be needed. And it’s not unusual fo
r daddies to help their little girls use the bathroom. Okay, little one?” He lightly kissed her lips.