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Eden

Provoking her Daddy was always playing with fire, but it was also a way to get all of his attention focused on her, and that’s exactly what Eden wanted right now. She wasn’t mad he’d had to attend to work, but she wanted to make sure she now had his total attention.

It seemed she did.

His gaze was now laser-focused on where she was making little circles around her swollen clit with her fingers. He shook his head, like he was trying to come out of a trance, and lifted his gaze to meet hers. Heat and desire burned in his dark eyes.

“You’ve been a very naughty little girl.” The growl in his voice sent a shiver down her spine.

“Oh no, Daddy. I was a good girl, getting my pussy ready for your cock.”

Pressing his lips together, Marcus shook his head as he kicked the door shut behind him. Stalking toward the bed, he stripped off his shirt, his hands going to his pants to undo the closures.

“Did Daddy say you could play with your pussy?”

Eden pouted at him because, of course, the answer was no.

She hadn’t asked, and she’d known she’d been courting a spanking.

Stopping at the side of the bed, Marcus shucked off his pants and boxers, placing his hands on his hips.

His dick was pointing at her like a compass at true north, giving her the urge to reach out and boing it.

So, that’s what she did.

“Boing.” She giggled as it bobbed up and down.

“That’s it.”

Marcus’ reaction was completely predictable.

He yanked her off the bed and over his lap before she could say, “Daddy, don’t,” and started swatting her butt with enough force to make her squeal.

His cock rubbed against her side, the soft skin covering his hard shaft feeling like silk as she squirmed and rubbed herself on it.

“Ow, Daddy! I’m sorry!” She wasn’t sorry yet, but if he kept spanking her like this, she might get there.

Each swat was firm and crisp, the burning sting flaring hot and barely getting the chance to subside before his hand came down again.

He moved the location of the swats all over her butt, covering the area completely, but there was some overlap because Marcus had big hands.

The overlap stung the most until he started spanking her sit spots.

Eden shrieked and wriggled as he heated up the extra sensitive areas.

“Daddy, no!”

“Oh, are you getting exactly what you asked for, babygirl?” His mock sympathy made her want to kick him even as it turned her on. “Are the consequences of your own actions too much for you to take?”

“No! Ow!” Her high-pitched whine negated her ‘no’ as he managed to catch both sit spots with one swat. It didn’t stop her from persevering with her claim. “I can handle whatever you dish out!”

She could, too, because she knew he’d never harm her. No matter how they’d hurt each other in the past, her Daddy would never do anything to injure her. She still trusted him. Hell, she might trust him more now than she had back then.

“I’m so glad to hear you say that, babygirl,” he purred.

Another flurry of swats on her already heated cheeks had her shrieking and squirming until she lay panting over his lap while his hand caressed her burning skin.

Tears had sprung to her eyes, though they hadn’t spilled over to her cheeks yet, and she whimpered as Marcus squeezed her abused flesh.

Between her legs, her pussy pulsed with need. She’d already been turned on when he’d started spanking her, and now, she was extra aroused.

“Such a naughty girl.” His fingers dipped between the swells of her cheeks, and Eden sucked in a breath as the tip of his finger rubbed over the crinkled star of her anus. “I think it’s time to remind you where naughty girls get Daddy’s cock.”

“Daddy, nooooo,” she whined, even as excitement surged up inside her.

It was one of her favorite fantasies back when they were married.

Part of Eden loved butt sex, part of her hated it, and she loved to indulge in the hate of it.

Especially when Marcus made her feel like it was extra dirty, often only indulging when she’d been a ‘bad girl.’ It turned her on and made her feel utterly wicked and like a bad girl.

“I think the punishment fits the crime,” he said, lifting his hand.

She felt him lean to the right and heard the sound of his nightstand drawer opening.

Lube was in there. “You were playing with your pussy without permission, so now your pussy doesn’t get my cock.

However, I shouldn’t be deprived just because you were a naughty girl. ”

“I’ll suck your cock!” she said, squealing as she felt his slick finger probing her anus.

Wriggling, she tried to lean forward to escape the insistent pressure, but Marcus’ forearm across the length of her spine kept her pinned in position over his thighs as his finger began to stretch open her little hole. Eden whimpered at the slight sting.

“I don’t want your mouth, babygirl.” His finger pushed in deeper, making her cry out, a demonstration of where he wanted his cock to go. He thrust it back and forth several times before beginning to push a second finger into her protesting hole. “Where do naughty girls get their Daddy’s cocks?”

His fingers twisted, adding to the sensations coursing through her, and Eden clenched down around the probing digits, even though it did no good.

“In their bottoms.” Her pussy clenched as well as he made her answer the question, his fingers moving and stretching her open, readying her bottom for his cock. She made a whining sound. “They get Daddy’s cock in their bottoms.”

“Damn right.” His fingers spread inside her, pushing at the tight ring of her entrance, and Eden squealed. The stretch burned. It hurt. Yet her pussy pulsed with need right next to her aching hole.

There was no real relief when Marcus finally removed his fingers, knowing something larger was about to replace them.

A moment later, Eden was on her hands and knees on the bed with Marcus behind her, the tip of his lubricated cock pushing at her tight entrance.

She whimpered. Though he’d used a plug on her a couple times in the past few weeks and his fingers as well, this was the first time they’d have anal sex since their separation.

The intimacy of it was almost painful in its intensity.

“Oh, fuck… Daddy…” She dropped her head between her arms, bracing herself as he pushed in. Her muscles trembled, and she panted for breath, shuddering as she clenched around the thick log slowly impaling her. Though his fingers had prepared her somewhat, they weren’t as thick as his cock.

It hurt.

It cramped.

It filled her.

And she loved it as much as she hated it.

Feeling Marcus’ cock slowly sliding into her bottom, she truly did feel like a naughty girl.

Not just like a naughty girl, like a dirty girl.

Only a wicked, dirty girl would call her man Daddy and let him put his cock in her bottom.

Only a truly perverted girl would cum while he fucked her forbidden hole.

“That’s it, babygirl.” Marcus’ fingers flexed on her hips as he crooned the words. “Take it for Daddy.”

He thrust in deeper, and she cried out, panting again, her body pulsing as he slid his dick between her heated cheeks. The last man to fuck her ass had been Marcus, so it had been a long time since she’d had anal sex. She didn’t want to be anyone’s naughty girl except his.

“Now, you can play with your pussy all you want, babygirl,” he said as his cock bottomed out, his groin coming to rest on her hot cheeks.

She could feel the stiff bristles of his pubic hair rubbing against her sensitive skin.

“Daddy’s going to fuck your ass hard.” He groaned, and she felt him flex inside her. “Daddy missed this ass.”

He began to move, not gently but not too roughly as he started to ride her.

Eden didn’t need to be told twice. As soon as she could shift her weight onto one hand, the other was between her thighs, rubbing her swollen clit.

She already knew she wasn’t going to last long, which was exactly what she wanted—to cum while Daddy’s cock was embedded deep in her ass.

Her elbow buckled as pain and pleasure washed over her as Daddy slammed into her harder and harder. Going down onto her forearm, she rested her head against it as she braced herself against the steady onslaught of hard thrusts, her fingers working furiously on her clit.

Heat and need billowed out from her core, her ass spasming around Marcus’ cock as she cried out from the ecstasy that exploded inside her. Waves of pleasure washed over her with every thrust of his cock, sending her higher and higher into sexual bliss.

“Fuck… Eden…” Marcus thrust in deep, holding himself within her as he began to pulse. Hot liquid splashed inside her, her ass gripping him, milking him, sucking every last drop into her bowels while her orgasm crested and rolled through her, leaving both of them spent and satiated.

Wrapped in her Daddy’s arms, curled up as his little spoon, Eden was drifting off to sleep when she heard his whisper.

“I love you, Eden.”

“I love you too, Garden Daddy.”

“If I’m Garden Daddy, what does that make you?”

“Your hoe.” She didn’t need to spell out the pun for him. His chuckle rumbled against her, and she smiled into the darkness.