Page 36 of My Downfall

“I told you I’d punish you if you kept pushing me, but you didn’t listen.”

“Hudson,” I cry as his hand comes back down on my ass just as hard as the first time.

“What’s my name?” Another spank follows his words.

“Hudson,” I goad.See? Can’t help myself.

“Fuck, baby girl, you’re really asking for it!” he growls. Five hard, quick spanks come down on me in rapid succession. “What. Is. My. Name?” he grits out, each word punctuated with another firm slap. Sitting down tomorrow is going to be painful, but fuck if I’m not more turned on than I ever have been before. I’m practically dripping.

“Please,” I whimper.

“Do you need something more, baby girl? Do you need to come?”

“Yes.”

“Then fucking call me what you’re meant to and tell me you’re mine.”

I hold out for another ten or so spanks, I’ll be honest, I’ve lost sense of any kind of reason, but I know I’m about to give in.

“Please,” I groan. “Please, Daddy.”

“Fuuuck, baby,” he rumbles as his hands start to rub over the skin of my ass cheeks. “Who do you belong to?”

I really want to say no one, I really, really do, but I know I won’t survive any more of this. I’m about to self-combust.

“You, Daddy. I belong to you.”It’s true, I do belong to him, I’ll only ever belong to him.

“Goddamn it,” he bites out. I hear his buckle and zipper, then the material of his trousers presses against my skin and the head of his cock isthere,right where I need it.

His thrust is brutal, giving me all of him at once.

“Fuck, you really are perfect for me.” He doesn’t sound happy about it and I can understand why. What we’re doing is a recipe for disaster, but we’re both far too addicted to each other to be able to stop it.

He gathers up my hair, wrapping the long strands around his fist and pulling it tightly. I can’t move. I can only balance here on my hands and knees and take every rough thrust he gives me.

It’s exactly what I need.

It’s exactly what I’ve been craving without even knowing.

It’s perfection.

“Oh, I’m going to come,” I sob as it all becomes too much.

“Yeah you are, my good girl. I can feel you tightening around me. So. Fucking. Tight,” he grits out as he hammers into me from behind. “You’re going to take me with you, aren’t you? Going to make me explode deep inside you.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” I chant as I come so hard I see stars.

“Take it,” he barks out. “Take every drop. It’s yours, only ever yours.” I feel him swell impossibly larger inside me before he spills his seed and fills me with every drop of his release.

“Christ almighty,” I mutter into the bedsheet where my head is pressed. “I’m not going to survive you.”

“You have to,” he rasps. “Because I’m starting to think I won’t without you.” He pulls out of me and I feel his cum begin to run down my thighs. “I told you it was yours.” His fingers run along my skin gathering up the drops trying to escape and pushing it back into me.

“You know I’m on birth control, right? That’s pointless.”

His chuckle is deep and sexy. “Baby, whether I’m trying to knock you up or not, this is exactly where my cum belongs.” I can only groan in response. “Stay right there and let me get you some cream for your ass.”

“I don’t want you rubbing something on me that you’ve used on other women.”