Chapter 10 #2
“Stunning.” I crooked a finger at her. “Come.” She walked slowly to me, her hips moving gracefully.
When she stopped in front of me. I was diamond hard, and I hadn’t even touched her yet.
The scent of vanilla sugar wafted from her skin, and I ached to taste her, but I needed to go slowly.
I wanted her to feel every inch the cherished goddess she was.
I took the sweater dress from her hands, turning it right side out. “Hands on your head, little red.”
She lifted her arms and placed them on her head, fingers folded as if she’d been trained as a submissive and not just a natural.
“Just like that, sweet girl. Now don’t move a muscle.
” I went to the closet, noting she’d hung up most of her clothes.
Plucking a cedar hanger off the rod, I neatly hung up her dress.
And when I went back to her, I stood behind her, sliding a finger under her hair to move it to the front of her shoulder.
She shivered at my delicate touch, so I placed a soft kiss on her shoulder.
I was rewarded with another tremble. Mm, I loved that. “Are you worried about your spanking, little red?” I whispered against the nape of her neck. “Daddy’s going to hurt you so good for your disobedience earlier, yeah?”
I heard her swallow. “Yes, Daddy.”
“Mmhm. But Daddy has seen how good you can be too, so after your punishment, when you’re my good girl again…” I ran the tip of my tongue up the nape of her neck, tasting her sweet skin. “I’ll allow you pleasure.”
“Thank you, Daddy,” she said, and I smiled wolfishly, loving what a natural submissive she was.
Placing my fingertips on her elbow, I ran them down the pale inside of her arm, past her armpit, and down her ribs feeling her flesh break out in goosebumps.
From there, I followed the dip between her ribs to her hip, curling my fingers around to the hollow between her hip and rounded belly where I let my fingers dance on her soft skin.
She shivered again and I pulled her soft body against my hard one.
I tasted her neck with open-mouthed kisses and ground my hard cock against her ass. “You see what you do to me, Little Red? I’m a controlled man, but you unravel me.”
“Daddy, I want you so badly it hurts,” she replied, her voice a choppy whisper.
Reaching around her front, I cupped her mons. “Is this mine?”
“Yours,” she gasped. “Yes, Daddy.”
“Good girl.” I placed several more kissed onto her shoulders and nape, while massaging her through her panties. “Now tell me why Daddy’s giving you a spanking.”
“Gah, because I made sounds and spoke when my Daddy told me to be silent.”
“Correct.”
“But Daddy…”
“Shh, no more talking unless I ask you a question. Let’s get this spanking taken care of so I can fuck you while you cry prettily.” I wasn’t a sadist. I didn’t get off on tears, they didn’t turn me off either though, and I knew my words would turn her on.
“I want you on all fours on the bed, Little Red, yeah?” My words were whispered into her ear, while my finger breached the band of her panties and parted her. “I’m going to spank you hard, little red. First with my hand, and then with the wicked bath brush. How does that sound?”
She moaned as my fingers found a rhythm that made her knees buckle. “This is where you answer Daddy, Little Red.”
“It sounds scary, Daddy.”
I stopped stroking her clit, removing my hand from inside her panties, so I’d have her full attention. She whimpered at the loss, but I ignored it. “You remember the traffic lights? I’m checking in now.”
“Yes, Santa Daddy, and I’m green. Green, green, green.”
I chuckled darkly. “Alright then, get your ass up on the bed and get ready for your spanking, naughty girl.” I headed to the bathroom to fetch the brand-new bath brush I had put in there.
They had the chalet logo engraved on them and were in every guest room, wrapped in a gift bow and meant for guests to take home.
It was one of the special touches I liked to provide.
When I came out of the bathroom, smacking the bath brush against my palm, Emily flinched on the bed. She was on all fours as I’d instructed, her little red panties barely covering her beautiful alabaster bottom.
“My beautiful naughty girl, Daddy can’t wait to fuck you just like that.”
I ran a hand over her ass, pulled back and smacked my palm onto her bottom. She hissed and tucked in her bottom cheeks in. Placing my palm back into the small of her back I readjusted her position, so her bottom was out.
“Stay like that,” I ordered.
“Yes, Sir.”
I started spanking her, swat after swat landing with precision, until her bottom was a lovely shade of pink.
“That’s my good girl, taking her spanking so well.
” I rubbed, massaged, and ran my fingernails over her skin.
“But now I want these pretty panties down.” Plucking at the band, I slid the lacy little undergarment down until it was resting on the back on her bent knees.
“A few more with my hand, little red, and then the real fun begins.” She shivered at my dark chuckle and then her head fell forward, and she drew in a breath.
I ran my palm up her thigh and asked, “Color?”
“Green, Daddy.”
I peppered her bottom with swift harsh spanks making her squirm and yelp. “This is because you disobeyed your Daddy. You did this to yourself, didn’t you, Little Red? You earned this?”
I stopped to let her answer, rubbing my palm on her bottom and then in between her legs. “Use your words.”
“Yes, I deserve this spanking, Daddy. I disobeyed you. Please teach me to be your good girl.”
“Mm, that’s what I like to hear.” I slipped a finger inside her and pumped into her pussy a few times until she moaned and arched to give me better access. “That’s enough now.”
When I touched her bottom with the bath brush she flinched, so I rubbed it in a circle before pulling it back a little and landing a small swat on her right cheek. She jerked and gasped.
“That hurt way more than I expected,” she said. “But… I liked it.”
I chuckled. “Not for long, Little Red, I promise you that.”
She whimpered. “Still green, Daddy.”
“Good girl for telling me,” I said and pulled the brush back a little farther, so it landed a little more sharply on her left cheek this time.
She squealed, but I didn’t stop this time. I laid another one on her, this time it hit the middle of her ass. And I followed the same pattern repetition for a set of five. Her bottom was red, and she was panting like an overheated dog.
“Okay babygirl, I’m checking in. How are you doing?”
She looked back at me, her eyes bluer than I’d ever seen them. “That was intense,” she said on a breath. “But I’m green.” Her voice shook a little when she said it.
“Spread your legs wider,” I demanded and she obeyed quickly. “Now I want your chest on the bed, so your ass is up high.” Again, she complied. I walked to her, leaning down to give her redden cheeks a wet kiss before running my tongue along the crack of her ass.
“Touch yourself.”
“Um, what?”
I smacked her ass with my palm, sharply. “I said, touch yourself.” I waited until she moved her right hand between her legs, cupping herself. “Now put your fingers in your folds and play until you come.”
“But I—”
I stood abruptly, and using the bath brush, I paddled her ass hard four times.
“You can. And you’re going to, or I’ll use this brush that hard again for a count of twenty and I won’t let you come at all.”
She started rubbing herself and I waited, watching until her breathing picked up.
And then I helped. I slid a finger inside her, and then two, pumping as she worked her clit.
Her breathing became choppy, and I used my other hand to pull her breast out of her bra.
Massaging it before focusing my attention on her hardened nipple.
I added a finger to her pussy, using three now, and tweaked and rolled her nipple. She started crying out.
“That’s it, Little Red, come for Daddy. Come hard on my fingers.”
She screamed into her mattress as her pussy spasmed around my digits.
“That’s my good girl,” I crooned. “Such a pretty girl coming for Daddy.”
“Please, I need your cock,” she said on a moan.
“You do. Patience now, while I get a condom.” I wasted no time losing my jeans and shoving my boxers down. The condom I’d put in my jean pocket earlier could have been seen as presumptuous, but there were no complaints as I sheathed it over my cock. I climbed onto my knees on the bed.
“Fuck me hard, Daddy, please.”
As soon as I placed my cockhead at her entrance she mewled, and I slammed into her soaking wet heat.
I stroked slowly a few times getting her used to me before I began pumping into her faster.
My hips smacked against her fiery hot ass, and she moaned and cried in pleasure as the slapping of flesh against flesh echoed in the room.
Grabbing a handful of her hair, I pounded into her, harder and faster until she called out, begging for release. I felt the telltale tingle at the base of my spine and granted her request with a demand she come.
I growled as I came, riding in the wake of her pleasure.
After our breathing quieted, I went to the bathroom to clean myself up and bring her a warm cloth. I took my time cleaning her wet well-fucked pussy before tossing the cloth into the laundry bin and tucking myself against her in the bed. Spooning her tightly, I kissed the top of her head tenderly.
“You’re absolutely amazing, Emily.”
Her reply was to snuggle tighter against me and sigh contentedly.
I wasn’t sure how much time had passed but the house was still quiet when I came out of my stupor.
“You okay, honey?”
“A hundred times better than okay.”
“I’m not sure when everyone will be back. Do you want me to leave?”
“Do you want to leave?”
I smiled at the back of her head, her insecurity unfurling a further connection inside me. She had no idea how amazing she was. How she’d awakened things in me I’d never felt with anyone before. “Not at all.”
“Please stay.”
I kissed her head again, wrapping my arm tighter around her middle. “Of course. I’ll message Daniel to bring me some clothes, so I don’t walk out of your room wearing yesterdays.”
I listened to her calm and steady breathing as we lay silently pressed together.
“Kristoffer?”
I frowned at her use of my name. “Hm?” I loosened my grip so she could roll to face me.
“Is it always so good?” she asked tilting her face up to look at me.
“So good?”
“Is it normal to feel like you’re floating? As if nothing could possibly weigh you down? I feel as light as a feather. Loose, languid, refreshed. And I can breathe so easily.”
“I don’t know if that’s normal, but that’s how you make me feel too.”
She placed her head on my arm and closed her eyes. Silence followed for a few more minutes and I thought she’d drifted off to sleep.
“If you were someone’s Daddy, like in a relationship, would it always be like this?”
I brushed her hair back and tipped her chin up so I could see her better. What was she asking me? She looked flustered. “Talk to me, sweetheart.”
“I mean if I was your girlfriend, would it always be like this, or would this playful stuff go away? Would you always be my Daddy and take care of me like this?” She let her words trail off, but I thought I understood.
“As long as it suited us, yes.”
“But would it be real?”
“What are you trying to ask, honey?”
She shrugged and lowered her face to my chest. I tipped her chin up with my finger again.
“Is this just how you are in a sexy fling or is this what you’d be like in a relationship?”
She swallowed hard, and with wide blue eyes.
“I don’t know about other relationships, but this is how I am with you. And that wouldn’t change if we continued.” I brushed my palm over her face, reading in her eyes what she needed to hear. “And I do want a relationship with you.”
“A power-exchange relationship?”
“Is that the kind of relationship you’ve been longing for?”
She shrugged one shoulder.
“No, honey. Let’s talk. It’s important.”
“Yes, then. Yes, I think I’d love to feel that kind of safety, but I’m afraid it would destroy me if it ended.”
“There are no guarantees in any relationship,” I said quietly, smoothing my thumb over her chin. “It’s always going to be a risk. But I love Daddying you and I adore you.” I kissed her lips softly.
“Okay.” She snuggled into me like a kitten, curling her fist under her chin. “Have you ever had that kind of dynamic?”
“No, it’s never left the bedroom. I’ve never been that intimate with anyone or felt it was something I wanted outside of sex before.
” I brushed a piece of her silky hair off her face, tucking it behind her small ear.
“I wouldn’t rule it out with the right woman though.
” I pressed a kiss to her temple and patted her bare ass before grabbing the throw blanket from the end of the bed and pulling it over us.
“Okay, Daddy,” she said softly, and then her breathing deepened.
“Goodnight, Little Red,” I whispered.
“Goodnight, Santa Daddy.”
As I watched her sleep, I allowed my thoughts to wander. I’d never met anyone like her; never felt the way I did for anyone else either.
But did it even matter when she was clearly hesitating with me? Not in the bedroom, not when we alone, but when we were in public. Would that change now that we’d talked? Or would I still be Little Red’s naughty secret? At first that was hot, but now?
Now, I wanted more.
And what about David’s plan? His surprise for his sister? That might change everything.