Sheriff Daddy (Montana Daddies Book 10) by Laylah Roberts (top 10 novels to read .TXT) 📕

brazen. That wasn’t really her. She was more of an under-the-sheets, missionary girl.

Yeah, who you kidding?

“You’ll need to be punished for that,” he said huskily.

“But I’ve already been punished.”

He huffed out a breath. “That was for something else entirely, though, wasn’t it? There’s no limit to how often you can be punished, my girl. I mean, one would think you’d start to learn to obey Daddy . . . “

It was her turn to snort.

“Oh, like that is it? You think you can challenge me?” He ran a hand down her back. “I like a challenge.”

He placed some pressure on her shoulders. “Lean forward. Hands on the floor.”

What on Earth was he planning on doing?

“You need to say your safeword?” he asked when she didn’t move.

She shook her head. “No.”

“Then all you’re doing is adding to your punishment.” He widened his legs. “Down you go. Don’t worry, I won’t let you fall.”

Yeah, that wasn’t what she was worried about. She was more concerned with what he planned to do to her ass.

“Actually, first, reach over and pull open the middle drawer of the coffee table. Inside there should be lube and condoms. Take them out.”

“You keep lube in your coffee table?”

“Since you came to live here, I keep lube and condoms all over the place.”

“I’m clean,” she blurted out, even as she reached over to grab everything. He held onto her hips to keep her from slipping off. She handed him the lube and some condoms. “And I’m on the Pill. So we don’t need the condom.”

“So am I. You sure you want to do this without one, though?”

“Yeah.” She turned to look down at him. She licked her lips. “I am.”

Hunger filled his face. “Lean forward then.”

“What? Can we just forget about punishment? I promise I won’t touch my clit again.”

“Too late,” he said huskily.

She opened her mouth to protest.

“Do you want to add to the punishment you’ve got coming by arguing?”

No, she did not.

So she ended up lying on his lap. Her legs were still bent and straddling his thighs and her hands were resting on the floor. This meant that her ass was totally vulnerable to him.

“Perfect,” he said, rubbing his hand over one ass cheek then the other. “This still tender?”

“Yes,” she bit out.

“Good.” He gave her bottom two sharp slaps.

“Ow! It’s too sore for that.”

“I think you can take more,” he told her. “But luckily for you, I have plenty to play with back here.” He parted the lips of her pussy and ran a finger along her slit. “No need for lube here. I think someone likes being in this position.”

It wasn’t just this position. It was him. All of him.

She groaned as he ran a finger around her clit. “Too bad you were naughty and don’t get to come yet.”

She tensed. “What?”

“You only get to come when I give you permission. Come without permission, and I’ll tie you to my bed and torture you for hours, bringing you to the brink of orgasm then pulling back. Understand?”

Her breath came in sharp pants. Arousal flooded through her.

He smacked his hand down on her ass. “Understand, Georgie-girl?”

“I understand, I understand,” she said hastily as another smack landed.

She thought it sucked big time though. “But I’ve never tried not to come.”

“I’ll help you.”

Those three words eased the tension and small bubble of worry that had formed. He’d help her. She could rely on Ed. She knew she could. More than anyone else in her life.

He slid a finger deep inside her passage, pumping it in and out of her. Then he added another finger. She groaned, clamping around the two digits. She felt so full. And this was just two of his fingers. What would he feel like when his dick was inside her?

“Ed. Ed, please.”

“I like hearing you beg,” he said huskily. “It sounds so pretty coming from those plump, lush lips. I remember what you looked like with my dick in your mouth, filling you, staring up at me with those big eyes. Like I was your everything.”

“You are my everything,” she told him before she could rethink blurting that out.

“You’re my everything too. My girl.” He smacked his free hand on her ass while sliding his finger in and out of her pussy. This was different than her previous spankings. Even as he warmed her ass, he was pushing her arousal higher and higher. Until she was trembling with the need to come. To fall over that edge.

She’d never come from penetration only. Hadn’t thought it was possible for her to come without her clit being stimulated. But she could feel her orgasm building inside her.

More. She needed more.

Just when it was close, he drew his fingers back.

“Nooo!”

“Remember the rule about not coming without permission,” he reminded her.

Oh drat. She’d forgotten.

Bad Georgie.

“Now, just stay nice and relaxed for me.” He ran a finger down her ass crack then parted her cheeks. She sucked in a breath.

Stay relaxed? Was he insane? Yeah, he liked playing with her ass. Enjoyed plugging it more than was healthy, she was sure. But now he was . . . he was staring at her.

“Ed,” she said, feeling uncertain.

“Your ass is perfection, you know that? Fuck, every time you walk past me, I want to squeeze it, slap it, fuck it.”

Oh fudge.

She wanted that too. There was a squirting noise then cool lubricant was applied to her puckered hole before a finger prodded at her back entrance.

“Easy, relax. That’s it. That’s my good girl.”

She loved being his good girl. Even when being his good girl was lying on his lap while he thrust a finger into her backside, after denying her an orgasm.

Her life. What had happened to it? And how did she make sure it always stayed this way?

By staying with him. No matter what. Because nothing is more important than him.

Those thoughts and worries were all pushed from her head as he moved up to two fingers. Then his other hand slipped under her pussy to toy