Chapter 10 #2
“Sorry, if that’s too much.”
“Why would you think that?”
“Your face looked mad for a second.”
Everest and Phoenix cracked up, both of them covering their mouths.
Admitting I just blew a partial in my pants in front of my brothers was nearly one of the last things I wanted to do, but it was my turn to be clear for her.
“Babygirl, I was so turned on by you asking me to spank you while fingering your clit, cum shot out of my dick.”
She looked down between us.
“Yeah, in my pants. You do that to me.”
She continued to stare, her expression baffling me. What if I’d overstepped? Dammit, I never would have worried about that before. I’m rethinking everything, relearning sex and consent with her.
Everest contained his humor long enough to say, “You’re really blowing it for your turn.”
I shot him a death glare, then noticed a moment of hesitation in Penny’s eyes.
Cupping her shoulder, I gently clarified, “I just wanted to be as honest as you’re being. Whether I come or not isn’t important. But I will make sure you come. Are you okay with that?”
“Yes.”
The playfulness of her finger stroking over my jeans put me at ease.
“I was hoping you’d say that, babygirl, but you forgot a very important word.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
Given the oversized chair we were in, I considered how to fulfill her request that my hand be inside her panties… because I sure as hell hadn’t forgotten that detail. “Would you like me to remove your leggings, or do you want to?”
“I’ll do it.”
Everest’s humored tone turned to full-bore attention as Penny scooted out of my lap and pulled the stretchy fabric of her leggings down. Realizing too late that she hadn’t removed her shoes, she tried to untie one and lost her balance.
That just meant an opportunity for me to put my hands on her while she finished undressing.
Her adorable socks, which she left on, were fine with me. Then she raised a foot to return to my lap.
“Put your knees right here beside my leg and lean over the opposite arm, I can slide one hand underneath you, and…”
She was already in motion, so I grabbed a handful of ass.
“I’ll spank your perky little bottom with the other.”
She complied quickly, but I could barely get my fingertips between her thighs.
Nudging for more space with my fingers, I said, “Spread your legs for me, babygirl.”
There were roughly a million things I would like to do beyond what we’ve expressly agreed to, including sliding my fingers inside of her pussy. In previous relationships, I would have assumed it was okay, but I wasn’t going to make assumptions with Penny.
She spread her legs. For me. I got a high purely from that knowledge.
Being at Rawhide Ranch, overhearing a few negotiations, and witnessing clarifications stated like which headspace someone was in, I’d learned that there was so much more to a sexual dynamic than I’d ever considered.
I rubbed my fingers over her cotton panties first. They were soaked. My balls threatened to unleash, so I cooled off by glancing at my brothers.
Wrong move. That was too close to declaring victory. I forced myself to remember that once we left the Ranch, our situation would get complicated. That calmed me down.
Watching Penny’s expression, I eased my fingers into the waistband of her panties, toyed with her damp curls, then eased a fingertip into her slit.
Primal urges welled inside of me as I found the hard nub of her clit. My whole hand was already soaked.
She wiggled her hips and I remembered to split my focus between her clit and her ass. Not an easy task, but I was up for it.
Massaging a handful of ass cheek, I drifted into a world where only she existed.
Penny was mine. I watched every shudder of her body, listened for every breath, and as I pulled my hand away and brought it down for a slap, I had her right where I wanted. Her hips bucked her clit right into my finger.
She squealed at the spanking, then squealed at the additional pressure on the clit. A smile flitted across her lips before her eyes closed in submission.
As I circled her clit, reading her every motion, she taught me the speed she liked best.
Intermittent swats on her bottom mixed things up. Each swat had her body shaking and her breaths growing more and more ragged.
The temptation to pull my hand out from between her legs and edge her would have to wait for a later play date.
“Come on Daddy’s hand whenever you’re ready, babygirl.”
“Faster,” she said.
Instead of breaking the flow to remind her to call me Daddy, I sped up my pace and gave a sharp swat to her bottom, then immediately landed another one on the other cheek.
Her body bucked. She drenched my fingers and cried out, “Daddy, I’m coming.”
I’d never witnessed something so precious and pure as the look on her face.
Her legs clamped around my hand, and I had to keep pressure against her thighs to maintain the placement of my fingers. She wasn’t anywhere near the end of the orgasm.
We drew it out more and more, and even when I thought it tapered off, I gave another sharp slap to her ass, and she cried out again, another spurt of honey-scented cum coating my hand.
“Give her a fucking break, bro,” Everest said.
He was probably right, but I didn’t have to like it. She’d need to rest.
I wasn’t going to be able to let her go in a few days. I rolled her over so that her face was against my chest, and her body curled in my lap. “You’re so perfect, babygirl.”