Don't Call Me Daddy

She wants me to make her come. I don’t think she’s going to need much help from me this time. The spanking seems to be getting her there just fine. I might even push her over the edge with a single touch if I stopped to rub her clit.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“Oh god.” Ainsley moans as soon as my hand contacts contact with her bare ass.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“I’m surprised a spanking is all you’re going to give me.” Ainsley grinds her clit into my leg and looks over her shoulder at me.

“You were expecting it to be worse than that?” I narrow my eyes.

“Well, I heard that you take advantage of girls in handcuffs.” She jingles them at me. “It isn't like I could fight back if you did.”

“Sounds like my reputation precedes me.” I laugh under my breath.

“It does…” She bites down on her bottom lip and grins.

I don’t need another invitation. My dick is already throbbing. I let her slide to the floor between my knees while I unfasten my pants.

“Open your mouth.” I grab her by the hair and pull her closer. She moans with excitement, and her mouth opens on command.

I drive my dick in—hard. Even harder than I intended. She has her hands behind her back, and all she can do is take it. She opens wide as I push and lets my cock slide into her throat. I’m more aggressive than normal. Ainsley has brought that out of me, and I kind of like it. She begs me with her eyes. She likes it too. I take that as an open invitation to be rougher and fuck her mouth while she moans like she’s enjoying every second.

“I bet you’ve heard that I do a lot more than this to the prisoners who get sent to me, haven’t you?” I narrow my eyes and continue to fuck her wet mouth.

“Mm-hmm,” she moans her response, and I feel the echo all the way to my balls.

I want to come in her mouth, but I want something else a lot more. I spend several minutes savoring the wet, warm paradise before pulling my cock free. She gasps for air, and I drive it into her throat one more time just because I can.

“What else are you going to do to me, Warden Brooks?” She twists her legs together like she’s trying to give herself any bit of pleasure she can.

“You’re about to find out,” I growl at her and reach for the cuffs.

I don’t bother with a key. I snap the safety lock and free a wrist, then pull her onto the bed. She moves with me as I handcuff her to the headboard of the bed. Then she pretends to fight. She whimpers. I’ve had an animal unleashed inside me. It ignores the fantasy. It wants her pussy. I strip off my clothes so fast I pop threads on my tie and lose a button on my shirt. She squeezes her legs together and smiles when I force them apart.

“Oh god!” She gasps as I drop between her thighs and enter her pussy.

“You’re mine.” I thrust and lean close enough for my words to echo in her ear. “All fucking mine.”

“Yes!” she purrs. She’s done with the fantasy too. This is just us. I hope…

My body slams into hers. It’s hard and fast, with no regard for anything except the pleasure we’re both chasing. She gets there first, and I fuck her right through her first orgasm. I barely acknowledge it. My hands explore her body, and I expose her tits. I squeeze and caress them as I lift up to fuck her harder.

“Oh god, fuck me, Daddy!” She erupts with a second orgasm. “Fuck me!”

I shudder. Not in a bad way; it was just unexpected. She’s said it before in the heat of passion. From one fantasy to the next. I guess it isn’t just us. I’m too far gone to care at this point. My dick hits her g-spot every time it goes deep, and her beautiful spasms bring me so close to a nut that I can feel my balls aching. I keep going until I can’t hold back any longer.

“I’m gonna come!” I feel my body shake.

“Come in me, Daddy.” She wraps her arms around my neck and holds on tight. “I want to feel you.”

Now I’m obeying her. My hips jerk, and my thrusts become erratic. I meet her second orgasm with my own as I explode inside her pussy. My thrusts slow, but I keep hammering her tight little hole until she’s savored every ounce of pleasure her orgasm can give.

I crash into the mattress beside her and lift a hand to snap the safety lock on her left wrist. She finishes removing them and slides into my arms.

Maybe it doesn’t matter how it starts if it always leads to this.

Chapter Twenty-Three