Daddy

Chapter 17: Finally

******light smut******

"You did so well."

"Did I?" I asked against his neck, surprised.

How could someone even be good at getting a spanking?

"Yes princess." He answered shortly, pulling back and kissing my cheek a few times.

"Oh-okay, th-thank you?" I more asked.

"You're very welcome." He flashed me a brief smile before his expression turned devious. "Now let's get onto business, how does that sound?"

I scrunched my eyebrows in confusion, but unfortunately didn't get the chance to ask what he was referring to because I was abruptly flipped around onto the bed. I squeaked when I landed flat on my back before I could properly process what was happening. I winced at the feeling of my sore bottom touching the material of my blanket, but I didn't have to dwell on the pain for long as he was instantly on top of me. 

Our lips connected and we were kissing... A lot.

His hands were moving up and down my body, causing me to tingle everywhere he touched. His touch felt so good, I wanted to feel it forever. I wrapped my legs around him, attempting to pull him closer, wanting to feel him against me. He obliged, now laying on top of me, completely covering my body without putting his entire weight on me. I ran my hands down his back, loving the feel of his muscles through his shirt. He was so incredibly strong, back muscles flexing under my delicate touch.

Immediately, my hands were gathered in one of his and pinned above my head, causing my mind to flash to the cover of 50 Shades of Grey. I could feel myself getting more and more hot, barley suppressing the urge to roll my hips into the hardness I felt against me.

After what seemed like hours, he pulled away and started in on my neck. One thing about me: I absolutely loved having my neck kissed. It was one of my sweetest spots.

I turned my head to give him better access, biting my lip to prevent any embarrassing sounds from escaping. He kissed and nipped at my neck before focusing on a single area that I knew was going to become an obvious hicky. Usually I wasn't into marks on my body, but of course with him I didn't mind at all. In fact, the mere thought of wearing his mark on my skin for everyone to see, claiming me as taken, as his, turned me on to no end. I wanted it. I craved it.

I was fantasizing about his love bites all over my naked body when I felt a sharp nip, causing an embarrassingly loud moan to escape, much to my dismay.

I felt the smirk on my skin before he pulled away slightly, giving the now sensitive spot one last kiss before trailing kisses downward. He let my hands go and kissed both of my collarbones, between them, then in between my breasts.

With a swallow, I unwrapped my legs, having a feeling where this was going and fisted the sheets beside me. I open my eyes, never even realizing I had closed them, registering that Joel had paused.

I looked down at him, making eye contact with bright blue calculating eyes.

"Are you okay baby?" He inquired in a husky voice.

"Y-yes." I answered breathless.

"What is your safe word?" He demanded.