iMessage:
New message from Justin❤️
Daddy needs you, be ready for me upstairs, princess x
A burning sensation stirred in my core as my eyes scanned over the photo Justin had sent me. Clearly preoccupied, the slightly blurred and quickly shot image displayed his hardened crotch. Judging by the time, he was still in a meeting; only making my temperature rise, the idea of him getting caught turning me on, slightly.
Standing from the couch, I exhaled loudly and made my way to the bedroom, knowing there would be consequences if I didn't comply with his request. As my bare feet padded towards my drawer tailored specifically for these moments, I chewed on my bottom lip whilst deciding on which set would be appropriate.
Settling on my burgundy babydoll and thong, I headed for the bathroom so that I could see myself in the mirror. I had fifteen minutes until Justin was scheduled to be home, fifteen minutes to prepare myself for what was to come.
Deciding against tying my hair up, I let my curled locks frame my face; Justin preferred it when he had something to pull on.
Three minutes on the clock.
I grinned to myself and chose to disobey Justin's orders, I found myself walking back down the stairs. Leaning against the doorframe of the living room, I waited patiently and anxiously for my boyfriend's arrival. I'd never really gone against what he'd said before, who knows what he'd come up with.
The door clicked and my heart jumped. Justin's took three steps before noticing my presence, eyes widening for a split second.
"Hey baby," I smirked.
"Didn't I tell you to wait for me upstairs?"
His voice was raspy and deep, something that came naturally to him yet I'm positive it was emphasised when he was aroused. I loved it.
"Don't be mad, daddy," I pouted.
"You disobeyed me, (Y/N)," He spoke, hands now on the small of my back, "That's extremely naughty of you. Now, what should I do with you first?"
I tried to suppress my grin, continuing to look up innocently at him, I knew it was something that got to him.
"Fuck," He whispered, looking away for a moment; composing himself.
I continued to stare up at him, his features mesmerising. I watched as his jaw clenched, he was awaiting a response that I wasn't going to give, "Well?"
Silence.
His brow raised, "Should I fuck you, first? Hm? Should I make you suck my cock for being so disobedient? Or should I put you over my knee and spank you for not listening to me?"
I whimpered, he noticed. With every word he spoke, he pulled me closer so that I was now flush against his chest.
Justin's lips met with my neck once, before he picked me up and carried me up the stairs, I squealed as I was locked in his grasp; uncertain of what was about to happen.
Kicking the door open with his foot, he sat down on the bed and held me so that I was laid over his lap.
"You know, I should spank you for an hour for disrespecting my wishes. But, you've been a good girl and got yourself dressed for me, so for that, I will only give you ten."
Pulling my thong down, I gasped quietly as the air hit my core. "Count,"
His hand came down on my ass and I jumped, "One,"
"Properly."
Again, he spanked me, "Two, daddy."
"That's a good girl, only eight more."
With each slap, I could feel the handprint burning on my ass cheek; causing me to tug on my bottom lip, hard. "Ten, daddy."
A satisfied hum left Justin's lips as his hand slid over my ass and down to my centre, running his fingers up and down my slit, "Look at you, soaking for me. Does daddy spanking you turn you on?"
"Mmm," I moaned, feeling him circle my clit.
"Answer me, properly, (Y/N)."
"Yes, daddy."
This time, he patted my ass gently, signalling for me to stand. I complied, and I stood, my legs shaking slightly. Justin's fingers felt like feathers against my skin as his traced my shoulders, pulling down the straps of my babydoll. As it fell to the ground, I felt my nipples perk as they came into contact with the air, "Beautiful,"
Justin turned me around in his arms and guided me onto the bed, my hands and knees against the plush comforter.
"Spread your legs for daddy,"
A groan left his lips as I done as I was told, the sudden dip in the mattress indicating to me that he was, too, on the bed. His fingers spread my wetness along my folds, my pussy throbbing for him.
Pushing back against his long fingers, another slap was placed on my ass for being impatient, "Don't,"
His digits left my centre, and I whimpered in protest. I needed him. Soon, I heard the zipper on his work pants and I grew warm in anticipation. A tight lipped moan came from me as I felt his tip running along me, collecting my arousal.
Again, I pushed back against Justin in hopes of getting fucked sooner, but he pulled away. "Don't, (Y/N). I want you absolutely aching for me."
"I am," I moaned, "Daddy, please. Fuck me."
A small chuckle left his lips, "You think it's that easy, princess? Look at you, dripping for me. Desperate for my cock. Tell me how badly you want me." With every sentence he spoke, he teased me by only pushing the tip in, and pulling out again.
"So bad... I n-need you, Justin, please."
"I can't hear you,"
I heard his shirt drop to the floor and I bit my lip, imagining how he looked right now; toned, face stern, slightly flustered, cock ready for me.
"Daddy, please..." I moaned, this time louder; but not to the point where I would be spanked again for raising my voice.
"That's a good girl," He spoke, before finally giving in and thrusting once, filling me up completely.
My body jolted forward at the unexpected movement, and I gripped the bedsheets as Justin began to fuck me to the point of oblivion, there was no going slow with him, "Fuck,"
Sweat laced our bodies as we connected as one, the sound of skin-on-skin and moans filled the room. Thrusting into me at what felt like every half-second, my legs shook and I felt myself involuntarily squeeze them shut.
"No, keep them open for me, baby." He groaned, gripping my hips tighter.
Falling forwards, my cheek against the bedsheets, I moaned as his fingers toyed with my already swollen clit.
A tug on my hair forced me back up, and I whimpered as Justin's body fell forward so that he was close to me. Peppering kisses on my neck, he moaned into my ear, "You've been such a good girl for daddy tonight, haven't you?"
"Yes, daddy."
"I won't hold your disobedience against you, but that won't ever happen again, will it?"
My eyes screwed shut and I couldn't bring myself to answer him. My fingers gripped the comforter tightly as I felt myself edging closer to my climax. I yelped as Justin's slapped my ass hard, "Answer me, (Y/N), or I'll stop. I won't let you cum."
"N-no... It won't happen again, I promise." I breathed, struggling to form a coherent sentence.
"Good girl, are you gonna cum for me?"
"Yes, I'm so close,"
The warmth of his body being so close to mine disappeared as he sat upright again and rocked his hips faster, hands pulling me back against him. His soft pants spurred me on and I fucked back, eyes rolling to the back of my head as he hit deeper than before.
"Fuck, baby... I'm cumming," I cried, head falling forwards.
"Cum for me, baby... that's it, fuck,"
As my body shook, I could feel Justin's thrusts becoming irregular and quick, causing me to clench around him, "Oh baby, do that again."
In seconds I heard him groan and spill inside of me, the feeling sending another set of shockwaves through my body. Collapsing entirely on the bed, I breathed heavily. Justin came to lay beside me and he pulled me close, bending one leg to wrap around his own.
My eyes fluttered shut as I felt him place a single kiss on my clammy forehead, fingers running through my hair, "I love you so much, angel."
I smiled to myself and nuzzled into his chest, "I love you more."
