Chapter 15

Maya looked in her rearview mirror to make sure the black sedan was still behind her. Mateo and Nora had insisted on following her home that evening. Home. That thought made her smile for the first time that evening. Her apartment wasn't her destination. Her car almost knew to drive her to Deke's house. She wanted to be there, and even better, Deke wanted her to stay with him.

Pulling into the driveway, she waved at Mateo and Nora after triggering the garage door open. She pulled into the space Deke insisted she use and hit the button again to lower the barrier behind her. After gathering her purse and jacket, Maya slid out of her car and walked into the house.

Even perfectly quiet, the house felt warm and welcoming. Maya looked down at her outfit and immediately wanted to get clean. As she'd worked off her nervous energy, Maya had splashed almost as much of the tomato juices on her shirt as she had scooped into the storage container.

"Ugh!" she announced to the empty house and headed for the laundry room. Her shirt had a better chance of coming clean if she pretreated it now. Maya pulled her shirt over her head and squirted the cleanser on it. Noticing a few spots on her pants and bra, she took those off and treated them as well.

"Little girl, I'm home," Deke's voice sounded from the front of the house.

Standing there in her panties and socks, Maya looked around in a panic. If she walked out of the laundry room, she was going to look ridiculous. The only thing in there was the detergent, pretreatment, and a stack of old t-shirts that she knew Deke used as cleaning rags. Quickly, she grabbed one and pulled it on. It was skin-tight and didn't even reach her belly button.

"Maya?" Deke turned the corner and stopped in the doorway. A wide grin spread over his face as he took in the clothes dangling from the side of the washer and her outfit. "Don't you look cute."

"I look ridiculous."

"You're in the perfect outfit for your spanking. Go ahead and take off your panties and throw those into the washing machine, too."

"Daddy, no. I don't need a spanking."

"Who gets to decide that, Little girl?"

She hesitated. There was only one way she could answer, and Maya didn't want to.

"Maya? Daddy will add spanks if you don't tell the truth."

"You!" she blurted. "You get to decide everything. I don't have to make any decisions. You take care of everything."

"And is that good or bad?" he asked, looking concerned.

Her gaze dropped to her feet. She shifted awkwardly. He was asking her to step fully into her role as a Little and allow him to be her Daddy.

"Maya? Is it a good or bad thing that Daddy gets to make the rules and enforce them?"

Another few seconds ticked by. Her Daddy didn't rush her. He leaned against the doorway waiting. Slowly Maya swept her hands up her sides to hook her fingers into the elastic waist of her panties. She pushed them down her legs and stepped out of them. Her Daddy's open hand appeared in her line of vision. After a much shorter pause, Maya put them in his hand.

"Good girl. Go stand by the couch and wait for Daddy. I'll be there in just a minute."

She scurried past him and fled to the family room. There, she tried to hide by standing behind the far arm of the sofa, but it only reached mid-thigh. Somehow wearing socks and the small T-shirt made her feel more naked than being completely undressed.

Deke joined her after rummaging in a kitchen drawer. He sat down on the couch and waved her toward him with a marker in his hand. Guiding her into a spot between his legs, he uncapped the marker. "I'm glad you found this shirt, Precious Girl. We're going to make this your official spanking shirt."

With Maya freezing in place as he touched the marker to the material, Deke wrote an S and began labeling the shirt. The brushing motions of the implement over the material sent shivers of arousal through her body. Maya clenched her thighs together, trying to stop her reaction to the feel of the thick point moving across her sensitive skin.

"Perfect," Deke pronounced.

Maya looked down to see, "Spanking Shirt for Precious."

"Now over my knee."

"I have to wear this when I get spanked?" she asked, allowing him to guide her over his lap.

"If we're home."

He'd spank me when we're not home?

That thought evaporated from her mind with the first swat of his hand on her bottom. He scattered the impact over her bottom as the heat built on her skin. The ones that landed almost on her wet pussy made her automatically clench her thighs together. Each time, he ordered her to spread her thighs.

Determined not to flinch, she steeled herself against the reaction. Soon he swatted her pussy once again. When she held her position, he praised her, "That's my good girl. Here's a reward." Deke caressed her pink folds, pushing her arousal higher before returning to her punishment.

Over and over, he took her to the brink of coming. She could think of nothing else but the sting of his swats and the tease of his fingers. Squirming on his hard thighs, she begged, "Daddy, please. I'll be good. I promise."

"Repeat after me: I am beautiful."

"I'm not going to lie. You'll spank me more," she protested.

He continued his punishment until she begged again, "Please, Daddy."

"Repeat after me: I am beautiful."

Shaking her head to deny what she was saying, Maya parroted, "I'm beautiful."

When he still didn't let her come, she protested, "I said what you wanted me to!"

"Now look through my eyes instead of yours and believe it. I am beautiful," Deke said calmly.

Maya remembered the appreciation Deke always showed her when he looked at her. Her heart skipped a beat. "I am beautiful," she tried again and something felt right that time.

"I am cherished," he prompted.

"I am cherished," she repeated.

"I am precious."

"I am precious," she whispered as she felt his fingers thrust deep inside her. Her body exploded around his inserted digits. Finally allowed to come, Maya felt as if her body was levitating off his lap as she shook with the avalanche of sensations.

"You are, Maya. You're my Precious Girl. Daddy's proud of you."

"Daddy!"

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When her body had calmed, Deke swatted her bottom sharply one last time. "Call your Daddy when you're scared."

"I will, Daddy. Promise."

"Good girl."

He helped her shift to sit on his lap. She squirmed on her bottom, trying to find a way to ease the stinging, but he'd made sure she would remember her spanking. Deke eased the punishment T-shirt over her head and folded it neatly before setting it on the couch beside him.

"Do I have to wear that again?" she asked.

"Only when you need a spanking."

"I'll be good," Maya promised, holding her breath.

"I'm glad. It will be here, if we need it. I'll hang it in the laundry room," he decided, pulling her close to his chest and rocking her.

Maya melted against him, feeling so much better. "How do you know what I need?" she whispered.

"I'm your Daddy."

She nodded and enjoyed being close to him. When her eyelids kept drifting shut and she struggled to stay awake, Maya knew she'd never be able to stay asleep without getting clean. "I'm sticky, Daddy."

"Let's go take a shower and go to bed," he suggested.

"Okay."

Walking with him to the bathroom, Maya felt a bit self-conscious to be naked except for her socks while he was fully dressed. The heat in his eyes wiped any concerns from her brain. Her Daddy loved her just as she was.

He turned the water on to heat in the shower before plucking the socks from her feet as she lifted one and then the other. She stood by the shower as he lifted his polo shirt over his head and tossed it into the hamper. Maya bit her lip as he unfastened his pants. Her gaze devoured his broad shoulders leading to his trim waist before dropping to his thick shaft that sprang from his trousers, pushing firmly against his cotton boxer briefs. In a few seconds, she watched him stalk forward.

"The water is warm, Little girl. Let's get inside."

She allowed him to usher her into the stall and let out a sigh of joy at the feel of the warm water cascading over her skin. Instantly, Maya felt better. Ducking her head under the water, she rinsed her thick hair under the streaming liquid.

When she emerged, Deke wiped the water away from her eyes before pouring shampoo onto her hair. He worked the suds into a lather, spreading it through the length of her hair. Scratching lightly at her scalp, he massaged the cleanser throughout her hair. The feel of his fingers made her let a sigh of relief escape from her lips.

"Good, huh?" he asked.

"So good. You can stop that in an hour or so," she dared to say.

"I plan on you being tucked into bed next to me and asleep in an hour," he answered, chuckling.

"Mmm, that sounds lovely. Can I wash your chest? You know, to save time as you wash my hair," she dared to suggest.

"I would love that," he answered before adding, "My soap, Little girl. I don't want to explain to everyone tomorrow when I smell like an English rose garden."

She snickered, imagining that as she poured some of his into her hand. The soap made his skin feel magical, and Maya had fun slicking it across his strong body. When she got to his waist, she hesitated. "Daddy, may I?"

"I'll give you my permission to play after we rinse the suds out."

She almost made herself dizzy, whirling around quickly to tilt her head back into the spray of water. Deke moved closer and coaxed the water along her scalp and the length of her hair to speed up the process. His cock rubbed against her thigh, and she wondered if he was rubbing himself deliberately against her skin.

When he gently moved her shoulders to change how the water streamed over her, she obediently turned slightly to face away from him. There was no mistaking his thrusts against the seam of her bottom. The feel of him gliding between her buttocks brought a gasp to her lips, especially when he pressed the tip against the tight muscles guarding the small entrance hidden there.

"Daddy!"

"Nothing is off limits to Daddy, Precious Girl. You'll take me here when you're ready."

He stepped back, and she swayed toward him. Deke steadied her before washing her body clean. When he pumped his soap into her hands, she met his gaze shyly. "Your turn, Little girl."

The water had already rinsed away the lather she had spread over his torso earlier. She ducked around him to wash his powerful back and tried to keep herself from reacting to the feel of his muscles under her hands. "Face. I should do your face," she muttered and returned to her original space as he turned into the spray.

Again, Deke simply allowed her to do as she wished. It was impossible not to linger on his chiseled jawline or his full lips. She was amazed by his thick, dark eyelashes when he closed his eyes, trusting her completely.

When the only area left was his privates, Maya bit her lip and grasped his thick shaft between her soapy hands. She pulled gently on the length and slid her hands over him. Deke reached out to brace himself against the shower wall. Emboldened, she cupped his balls in one hand and tugged them slightly. His deep groan egged her on.

"Harder, Maya." He wrapped his free hand around hers moving on his shaft and demonstrated what he needed.

Wanting only to please him, Maya followed his directions completely. His hips pushed into her as she moved her hand back to the root of his cock and released his balls with another tug. Stroking hand over hand, she pushed him to the edge. The grimace of need on his face made this even hotter. This was raw and potent.

With a roar, Deke pushed her away and reached for the small high shelf for a condom he'd hidden there. She heard the crinkle of the wrapper as he pushed her against the wall before ordering, "Feet apart."

Deke filled her in one mighty thrust. He wrapped an arm around her waist to tease her clit as he moved. The orgasm hit them hard, drawing a matched pair of cries from their lips. She loved how their voices merged together.

When the water turned cold, he turned it off and wrapped her in a towel. Deke wrapped another around her hair to absorb the wetness. As soon as she'd finished the last task of brushing her teeth, Deke tucked her into bed. Sleep crashed over her instantly when his hard body wrapped around Maya to protect her.