Sweet Tooth (Little Cakes, #11)(16)

He gave her one more kiss and eased out. “Don’t move, naughty girl.”

She watched his fine ass as he padded to the bathroom and returned a minute later with a wet washcloth. She nearly choked up when he spread her legs wide and carefully cleaned her up, leaning in close to inspect her folds as if ensuring she wasn’t injured.

“Was I too rough?” he asked. “Are you sore?”

She shook her head. “It was perfect. I’m addicted.”

“Good. That was my evil plan.” He dragged her closer to the edge of the bed and turned her onto her tummy. After snagging a pillow, he tapped her hip. “Lift up a few inches so I can slide this under you.”

She did as he directed, realizing her bottom was now elevated.

“Good girl.” He rubbed her butt cheeks. “I need you to keep your hands out of the way. Can you do that?”

“I don’t know,” she admitted.

“Tuck them up under your head. I don’t want to swat them and hurt you. I promise I’m going to spank you so gently that by the time I increase the force of my swats you’ll be moaning and begging for more.”

She gasped and lifted her head to look at him. “Why would I be moaning and begging?”

He chuckled. “Have you never even seen someone get spanked?”

She shook her head.

“Ah. Well, it can be erotic. Some people are more sadistic than others and enjoy really hard impact play that hurts. It’s how they relieve tension.”

“I don’t think I would like that, Daddy.”

“I don’t either, Bunny. That’s why I’m going to go easy at first and build up, but lots of submissives find themselves very aroused when they get a maintenance spanking.”

“Maintenance spanking?” She scrunched up her nose.

“Yep. That’s what some Little girls enjoy to remind them to behave. If you’re good and you want me to spank you anyway, I’ll let you come afterward.”

Her breath hitched. “Well, that’s not going to happen for sure. I’ve already had two orgasms. I don’t have another one in me.”

He chuckled. “We’ll see. No pressure. Let’s see how you feel when I get started. Ready?”

She lowered back to the mattress and got comfortable. “Yes, Daddy.”

He gave her bottom several small quick swats, peppering her left cheek and then her right so gently she could hardly feel it. He switched back and forth several times as she stopped clenching her cheeks.

When she was finally getting used to the feeling and breathing easier, he switched things up, spanking her a bit harder but less frequently. He delivered about ten of that kind of swat before pausing.

“You doing okay, Bunny?”

“Yes, Sir.” She was enjoying this actually. It felt soothing in an odd way.

“Can I go harder?”

“Yes, Sir.”

The next few slaps against her skin made her hold her breath. Each one left a stinging, burning sensation in its wake, especially when they overlapped each other.

She was breathing erratically when he switched to the backs of her thighs. The new territory took her off guard, but she didn’t have enough time to process the sensation before he changed it up again, striking her right where her butt cheeks met her thighs.

Elizabeth let out a long moan as the vibrations seemed to go straight to her clit. As soon as the next spank came, she lifted her head off the bed. “Daddy…” She didn’t know what she wanted to say. He’d been right. She was aroused again. Or she’d never fully been less aroused.

“Spread your legs, Bunny.”

She was trembling as she did what he asked, exposing her pussy to the room while heightening every sensation.

His swats grew stronger and farther apart, giving her just enough time to rein in her need before he delivered another. When he suddenly stopped spanking her to thrust his fingers between her legs and into her pussy, that unexpected third orgasm she’d insisted couldn’t happen washed through her, shaking her to the core.

She couldn’t catch her breath as he used his fingers to keep the waves of pleasure going for several more seconds. “That’s my girl. Let it feel good.”

She was shocked, a bit embarrassed. She couldn’t lift her face to meet his gaze yet.

He must have read her mind because when he removed his hand, he climbed over her and pulled her into his arms. He rocked her gently against his chest, praising her. “Such a good girl. I’m so proud of you. Breathe for me, Bunny. You did great.”

She was trembling. “I didn’t know it could be like that,” she whispered.

“I know.” He kissed the top of her head. “I kind of suspected.”

“Will it always be like that?” She finally found the courage to lean back and look at him.

“I don’t know. Probably not if you need a naughty-girl spanking. I won’t let you come after one of those.”

Her eyes widened. “How can you keep me from coming?”

He gave her a slow grin. “Oh, Bunny, I can.” He didn’t answer her question, but he was beyond confident about his statement.

After a few minutes, he kissed her. “I need to feed you. I promised you dinner. So far all I’ve done is ravage you.”

“I’m not sorry. This was better than dinner. Now we’ve built up an appetite.” She grinned. “You didn’t show me the nursery yet though, Daddy. Can I see it?”