“So many, Daddy.” She puts her thumb back in her mouth and sucks up it slowly. I feel it like she’s doing it to my dick. “All about you.”

I manage two more strokes before I realize I’m going to come. There’s nothing I can do to stop it. I drink my fill of the sight of her clutching her stuffed animal and giving me that look as I slam my cock home, groaning loudly and holding tightly to her hips.

I brace my palm against the wall and lean over her, breathing hard. “Damn, I couldn’t hold on.”

Dree pulls her thumb from her lips with a faint pop and gazes up at me with flushed cheeks. “Am I just that cute?”

I push my hair out of my eyes and gaze at my cock buried deep inside her. Right where she’s waxed into a heart shape. “You’re just that cute, and I’m just that hot for you.”

Dree smiles, her thumb playing around her wet lower lip. I slide down her body and push her legs wider, and take a long, loving lick of her as I thrust two fingers inside her. She looks like she needs to be played with some more.

“Did you wear a belt?” she asks.

“Yes. Why?” I pull the condom off my cock and throw it aside.

“Can you hit me with it?”

I kiss her clit. “You sure you don’t want me to make you feel good?”

“Hurt me. Please.”

Oh, gladly. I stand up and grab my jeans. Even watching me pull my belt out of my jeans seems to turn her on. She gets onto her hands and knees, turning her head to gaze at me with her ass in the air.

I loop my belt and smack it a few times against my hand, trying to gauge how hard I should hit her with it. She’s almost half my size. I can pick this girl up and put her on my shoulder like she’s nothing. I line up the belt, and then swipe it over her ass. Dree squeals, and it’s the most delicious sound I’ve ever heard.

“Baby, how was that?”

“It hurt,” she whimpers, her eyes growing wet. “Please do it again. I won’t break, I swear.”

I stroke my fingers over the marks on her flesh. So pretty on her delicate skin, growing redder and redder as I touch them. I heft the belt in my grip and strike her again, slightly harder,

“Ow—ow—ow!” Dree’s arms shake, but she doesn’t move. “Please may I have another?”

I throw the belt aside before I’m tempted to say yes. “Two’s enough. I can’t mark you up when you have to perform.” I also don’t want to go too far and hurt her when we both don’t have any idea of what the fuck we’re doing.

She arches her back and her fingers delve down between her legs. “Okay. Thank you, Daddy.”

I feel myself smile again at the submission in her voice. “Are you touching your clit?” She nods. “Want Daddy to finger-fuck you?”

“Please,” she breathes.

She grasps the headboard and moves back against my fingers, and then again. “That’s it, fuck yourself on my fingers.”

I grab her chin and make her look at me as she moves back and forth. I want to remember this all week as we’re in meetings or rehearsal. How my beautiful girl looks when she’s horny and spanked and doing exactly what I’m telling her.

Dree comes with a long, low wail, her inner muscles rippling along my fingers.

Slowly, as if she’s exhausted to her bones, Dree sinks down onto the mattress and lies on her belly.

I get back on the bed with her and lie down, gathering her to me. “Jesus, girl. That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen or done.”

She makes a tch sound and rolls her eyes, as if she doesn’t believe me.

“You don’t think that was hot?”

She rolls over and arches her body into me, clenching one of my thighs between hers. “I think it was insanely hot. I can barely believe you’re here. Wasn’t I doing laundry or something?”

I grin as I kiss her. “I can let you get back to it if you want.”

“You don’t have to hang around. I know you’re busy.”

“I was teasing you. Where the hell would I be going?” I pull her closer to me, so I can get my whole body wrapped around her, and murmur in her ear, “You were so perfect, baby. I hit you so hard and you barely even flinched.”

Dree’s face relaxes and she closes her eyes. “Yeah?”

“Yeah. Where did I even find you?”

She smiles. “On my ass on the floor of a dance studio.”

“Oh, yeah. That’s right.” I laugh softly as I kiss her. I twine my fingers through hers and flex them in the sunlight, remembering how she looked that day, and how I thought she was cute as hell right from the start, the elusive choreographer who turned me down flat.

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