Page 6 of Daddy's Temptation

“Yes, please,” I whimper. One night won’t hurt anything. I can allow myself to live out my fantasy once. It’s not like he’s looking for a little, that’s not what he likes. Besides, like me, he doesn’t do relationships. “Please, daddy.”

6

Andre

I grindmy cock against Candace’s pretty little panties. Her eyes roll back at the pressure against her clit. Her breaths come faster and faster as she climbs closer to release. My angel is a hair-trigger. How long has it been since she’s been properly fucked? Just thinking about another man touching her sets my blood to boil.

I’ve never been possessive of a woman before. It’s new and definitely not something I was looking for. I haven’t avoided relationships… I’m just waiting. I want that spark. I want to find the woman that will be the one. My parents had an epic love, and I want that. Anything less is a waste of my time.

It might sound overly romantic, something a man like me should scorn and laugh at, but it’s what I’ve always wanted. When I meet the right woman, I’m going to love her and love her hard. Every instinct in my body is screaming that Candace is that woman. We’ve been friends for a long time. I’ve always been protective of her like I am any of Bidden and Bound’s submissives—I take care of my own. Now I’m wondering how the perfect woman has been right under my nose all this time.

When did the switch flip from friends to more? I honestly don’t give a shit. Candace is mine now… I just have to get her on the same page. Revealing my daddy side is step one. I have to hold back a smirk at the look of shock on her face when I told her to call me ‘daddy.’ Like I said, I’ve been holding back until I found my one and only—in more ways than one.

Now it’s time to play.

Candace whimpers when I pull away before she finds her release. “Tell daddy what you need.”

“Everything, daddy.”

I nip her bottom lip, kissing away the sting. “Tell me, do you want me to eat your soft little cunt until you come on my tongue, or does your naughty little ass need a spanking?” She gasps at my explicit words, her pulse racing against my fingertips. “What do you want, angel?”

She whimpers, her eyes turning glassy as if she’s on the verge of tears. My poor girl is in desperate need to escape from the stresses of everyday life. I wonder again how long it’s been since she’s allowed herself to express her inner little. It’s never a good thing to ignore that part of oneself.

“Make it all go away. Please, daddy. I need it to all go away.” Her eyes are pleading.

I kiss her sweetly, acknowledging her needs. She opens for me but doesn’t fight for control like before. Instead she melts for me, letting me lead the kiss however I want. Never taking my lips from hers, I slowly strip her. She steps out of her skirt and panties, then toes off her shoes, leaving herself completely bare. She’s fucking gorgeous, and I tell her as much, loving the pretty blush covering her fair skin.

Leading her to the couch, I sit and pull her gently over my lap. She’s pliant as I arrange her carefully. “Do you have a safeword, angel?”

Candace looks over her shoulder at me and scrunches up her nose. I can tell her little is starting to peek out. It pleases me that she’s entrusting me with the most vulnerable part of herself. “Broccoli.”

I chuckle at the disgust in her tone. “Broccoli it is. I expect you to use your safeword if at any time you become uncomfortable or afraid. Okay?”

“Yes, daddy.”

“That’s my good girl. We’ll start with ten.”

She relaxes back over my lap, waiting for her spanking. I don’t make her wait long before giving her a firm spank. Candace shifts a little but doesn’t make a sound. I spank her other cheek, then alternate between her cheeks until I’ve delivered all ten. Her bottom is slightly pink. I massage each cheek in turn, pulling a moan from her.

“Do you need more?” I typically wouldn’t ask a submissive, but I know this is the first time she’s scened in a long while, and I don’t want to overwhelm her.

“Yes, please, daddy.”

“Very well, twenty this time.”

She wriggles on my lap in anticipation. “Thank you, daddy.”

My hard cock is leaking precome leaving a wet spot in my pants. If he had his way, he’d already be buried to the hilt inside her wet heat, fucking her until she’s screaming her head off. With effort, I ignore my needs. This isn’t about me, it’s about Candace and her needs—always.

Now that she’s warmed up, I let loose on her ass. Spanking her harder with each swat until she’s crying out. She tries to cover her butt with her hands, but I grab them up and pin them to her lower back. I pause the spanking. “Do you need me to stop?”

“No, daddy,” she hiccups through her tears.

I continue her spanking until she’s crying in earnest. Afterwards, I pull her into my arms and hold her close while she cries, releasing all the emotion she’s been hiding away. I speak softly, telling her what a good girl she is, that she’s safe, that I won’t let anything hurt her… I promise things that shock even me.

I want to be everything Candace needs. Her friend. Her lover. Her protector. Her daddy. I’m just realizing how deeply my affection has grown. It’s larger than life, and it’s enough to shake me to my core. This girl already has me wrapped around her delicate fingers.

Candace sniffles then sits up looking at me with watery eyes. She wipes at my tear-stained shirt. “Sorry I cried all over you.”