Chapter 33
Jameson
MOST EVERYONE PROBABLY WOULD tell me that I shouldn’t have been fucking around with my daughter’s teacher. It was reckless, but I didn’t care anymore.
Mia was more than a teacher or a nanny to us. She was mine now. She’d given Franny a reason to smile every day, and she gave me a partner in the world.
And although she may have thought we were hiding the relationship, it was pretty clear to everyone in the household, I think even my daughter, that I wanted her in our lives for good. I wanted her to be mine always.
And I wanted to share every single part of the day with her, including the ones where I should have been working rather than cutting her teaching time short so that I could bend her over a desk for manipulating me into getting a damn bunny.
Fuck, she looked good in her lace thong and bra as she dropped to her knees without so much as one protest when I requested that she crawled.
Her ass was raised in the air and swayed with each movement she took toward the desk.
I wanted to freeze that moment in time, wanted to fucking film it so I could rewatch it over and over again.
The way her back arched and the way her hair fell over her bare back as I held my belt like a leash had me wanting to get on my knees too and take her right there on the floor.
“I swear you’re going to get anything you want from me any time you ask if you do this, darling devil. It’s unfair.”
She chuckled and stopped in front of the desk, not rising up yet as she looked over her shoulder. “Promise?”
I shook my head and tried my best to refrain from just giving in to what my dick wanted. “We’ll see. Get on the desk, Mia. I still owe you your damn punishment.”
She faked a pout before standing and then putting her hands onto the desk so she could bend forward. I moved close, letting my cock rub against her back and ass. “You feel what you do to me, right?”
“Jameson …” I yanked the belt tight, not wanting her to say a thing.
“You do this”—I rocked my cock against her—“every time you walk in a room, and when you call me daddy, I want to lose control.” I stepped back then to test how wet her entrance was and chuckled at how it dripped over my fingers.
“It seems you have the same problem, huh? We can’t have that when others are around, though, can we?
For that, you need to learn a lesson, right? ”
She moaned as my fingers slid inside her and nodded. “I’m a teacher, after all, Jameson. I know when a lesson must be taught.”
“Fuck, that’s right, baby.” I loved how she leaned into me punishing her.
I shoved her down onto the desk so her ass was out and then I smacked it twice.
The globe reddened immediately with my handprint, and when she yelped, I tightened my hold on the leash.
“Be good girl, Mia. Take your punishment like you want. Moan for me or don’t make a sound at all. ”
She moaned as I massaged her reddened cheek and then gasped out my name as I smacked it.
Again and again.
She even started to chant that she wanted more and more. “I want all of it, Jameson. All of you.” I lost myself in her desire and my own desire for her. I slid my fingers from her pussy and lined my cock up at her entrance. “I need you, baby,” I told her.
She begged for it, chanting “please” as I let the belt slide from her neck so that I could wind it around my hand.
I thrust my cock into her, not able to wait another second, just as I smacked her ass with my belt-wrapped hand.
“Oh, God. Jameson. It’s too good.”
“No. You’ve been bad, remember? So bad that you get it good, huh? So much of a darling that you’re my devil.” I pulled out and thrust in again and again. Smacking her each time. “Remember that you are my devil. That I fucking need you, Mia. Need this. Always.”
Her pussy clenched around my cock then like she just might need me too.