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  She arched an eyebrow curiously, looking at the suds surrounding her. Inhaling a deep breath, she started to speak, but was stopped instantly with his gentle finger to her lips.

  “Try to relax, sweetheart, I want to take care of you.” He tilted her head back slowly, saturated her hair with a cup of warm water, and massaged a flowery scented shampoo into her scalp with strong, thick fingers. Her weary blue eyes closed as the soap was thoroughly rinsed out of her shoulder-length blond tresses.

  “You’re going to bathe me like I’m a little girl?”

  “Of course. I need to make sure my little kitten is relaxed and squeaky clean before she goes to bed.” Raul reached for the soap and generously lathered a soft white washcloth. “Now, close those beautiful peepers, so I can wash your face.”

  Squeezing her eyes tight in anticipation, he gently ran the washcloth over Lexi’s face and rinsed her off twice to make sure the soap didn’t linger on her long eyelashes.

  “Is it okay to open them, Daddy?”

  “Go ahead, baby doll.” Raul continued to lather her neck and upper torso before meticulously moving down into the soft folds of her belly. When she was completely covered in suds, he put the cloth aside and lovingly stroked her skin with his thick fingertips, hoping to soothe away some of the day’s anxiety. The moment that her upper body was rinsed clean, Raul slowly twirled his finger in a circular motion.

  “But I don’t wanna roll over, Daddy.”

  “Your bottom is naked and wet. Do you really want to test your daddy’s patience?”

  Not pondering his stern words very long, she reluctantly turned over, revealing her warm and very inviting luscious pink globes. After she positioned herself on hands and knees with her blushing cheeks barely floating out of the bubbles, he slid his slick fingers up and down the length of her silky pussy and finished by tenderly rubbing the crease up and down her twin peaks.

  “Finger inside your little bum, now,” he warned, pushing the tip of his finger inside her tight rosette. She squealed in embarrassment, and he made sure to spend an unusually long time pumping his slippery digit in and out of her snug forbidden area. After all, there was nothing his little girl enjoyed more than basking in her daddy’s undivided attention. And he loved nothing more than giving it!

  After making sure her bottom was rinsed clean, he reached for a towel that was hanging on the shiny chrome rack. “Bath time is officially over, sweet pea, so hold my hand while you stand up.”

  An expression brimming with sass earned her a playful smack to her bare wet behind before Raul stretched a large fluffy towel around her. Lexi was dried, wrapped in softness, and pulled onto his lap as he sat down on the closed toilet to give her a warm, loving bear hug.

  “Is my little love relaxed and feeling better?” he asked, reaching for a hair dryer under the sink cabinet.

  “I always feel safe when I’m with you,” she said, backing into his broad chest as he lovingly brushed her hair until the warm air blew it completely dry.

  “Let’s go find your nightgown, mi querida, and I’ll tuck you in.” After lifting her from his lap, Raul extended an arm to walk her back to the bedroom.

  “Should I wear panties tonight? I brought a fresh pair in my bag.”

  Raul’s grin was sly as he pulled the short white cotton gown over her head. “Not when you sleep in my bed,” he lustfully whispered along with a quick wink.

  She immediately crawled onto his king-size bed and held her arms out wide for a hug. After leaning over to pull her into a loving embrace, he shucked his jeans and underwear down, slid into bed right beside his girl, and pulled the covers up under her chin. “I’m not leaving your side tonight. Not for one minute,” he said with a kiss to her forehead.

  * * *

  She tossed and turned for a while before rolling over to plant her nose in his warm, smooth neck. “I love you, Daddy. Have I told you that lately?” she asked, inhaling his familiar sexy essence.

  He lovingly secured a stray blond hair behind her ear and kissed the side of her head. “You can utter those three sweet words to me all day long, and I’ll never get tired of hearing them.”

  Lexi rubbed her silky cheek gently onto his bristly one. “It was terrible seeing Ronnie and Katie in so much pain today. And every time my eyes close, I see Rich’s dark, evil stare. How am I going to get that vision out of my head? Please. I need my daddy to help me feel better.”

  His breathing was ragged as he bumped his engorged extremity against her hip. “Just say the word—I’ll do anything for you.”

  As her hand brushed over Raul’s taut skin, his swollen cock involuntarily twitched, and he gently rubbed noses with her until their lips came very close.

  “I can’t stop thinking about everything that happened. I just feel so guilty,” she whispered.

  He sat straight up to look at her. There was a full moon out and the light streaming into the window allowed him to see large tears filling her eyes. “What are you talking about? None of this was your fault. Rich is obviously a very disturbed man.”

  “I didn’t tell you everything,” she admitted through a voice that was beginning to crack. “He was obviously angry that I didn’t want to go out with him. He said that I was a tease and a whore…”

  He cocked his head and leaned toward her. “The man was filled with confusion and rage.”

  “I was just trying to be nice to him. He was going to be Katie’s brother-in-law. I never meant for him to think we’d be more than friends…”

  “Sweetie, even though Rich will be examined by a psychiatrist, that doesn’t mean we’ll have all the answers. We might never understand how his mind works. But for right now, I know you’re hurting, and I’d do anything, even if it’s just to wipe the day from your mind to help you sleep tonight.”

  She edged herself upward and bumped him with her shoulder. “You know what I need.”

  He lifted her chin with two fingers and watched as her wet, wanton ice blue eyes burned a hole through his. “Say it, mi querida. Tell me what you want,” he whispered.

  “I can’t. I can’t say it. Come on, you know what I want. What will make me feel better…”

  “Now, now. I’m a doctor, remember? Not a clairvoyant.”

  “I need to be spanked,” she said in a quiet, shaky voice.

  Musing over her words, he sat very still for a moment. “Ahh—we have that little matter of you going to the mall by yourself when you knew you shouldn’t have. I think that sweet fanny of yours needs to be disciplined across my lap.” He threw the sheet off, backed himself up against the headboard, patted his straightened, muscular legs, and drummed thick fingers onto the mattress.

  “You aren’t going to help?” she asked incredulously.

  “Nope. Now, up and over.”

  Without making eye contact, she inched her way across his brawny thighs, placed her head in her hands and waited. But instead of spanking her, Raul trailed his fingers over her round rump before reaching underneath her nightgown where he discovered that her pussy lips were very warm and extremely wet.

  “My naughty little girl knows she needs her bottom spanked until it’s good and red this evening. But somehow, I don’t think my hand will be enough,” he said, turning on the end table lamp before reaching into his drawer.

  She craned her neck just in time to watch him raise an implement that looked like the one he’d just lovingly styled her hair with. “This is something you need to feel, not see, my little princess. Do you understand?” He tugged at her nightgown and folded it underneath her before cracking the brush quickly on the lower part of her buttocks.

  “Oh, my God—that hurts!” she yelped and instinctively put her hands back to protect herself. But instantly he gripped both wrists and held them tight in one large palm.

  “The next time that hand moves behind you, I’ll go find a belt to punish your naughty little bum with. So what will it be, hmm? A good strapping in addition to this spanking, or will you behave yourself?”
r />   “I’ll behave.”

  He grinned, knowing that amidst her quiet and polite tone, there was a burning need in her hot little core to be punished by him. As he bunched the soft fabric to the small of her back, his cock surged with arousal as he ran his fingers over her delicate warm skin. And after lightly tapping the implement on each of her lower globes to let her know what was coming next, he rapidly whapped it twice onto both sides of her smooth pink flesh. Each time the brush landed squarely in the crease of her sensitive hide with a loud thwack, she wriggled and kicked her feet.

  “Oh, my God, that’s enough!” she cried, her tears finally flowing steadily.

  A low growl came from deep in his throat. “It will be enough when I say it is. Now present your backside to me.”

  But instead of lifting it, she responded by trying to wiggle the burn from her sore buttocks.

  He popped the bottom of each reddened cheek again. “I said, raise it up high! Now!”

  With a hiss between her teeth, Lexi hollowed out her back as he trailed one hand over her warm, blotchy backside before swatting the middle of each luminous mound with the wide, flat side of the wood. After delving his fingers into her silky, swollen flesh, he moved her forward a little bit more, so he could catch a glimpse of her tight sheath glistening in the dimly lit room. Marveling over how aroused she was from the spanking, he tossed the wooden implement to the floor and rained his hand down hard onto each side, making certain every inch of her ass reflected a bright red hue. “Now, try to take some deep breaths and relax,” he said, dragging his fingers over the curves of her crimson skin.

  She wiped her wet eyes and nose with the back of her hand as his fingers returned to tease her incredibly aroused labia.

  “What else do you need from your daddy tonight?” Moving her body upward, Raul ravaged her drenched face with kisses as the broad tip of his cock moistened with pre-cum poked her tummy. She didn’t answer, but looked up at him, her eyes blazing again with a lustful need.

  “I think what my naughty girl needs tonight is a good licking.”

  Grabbing her by the waist, he heard an urgent gasp catch in her throat as he rolled Lexi onto her knees. “Arch your back and spread those legs wide, mi querida.”

  As she contritely complied and lowered her head onto the mattress, he knew the sight of her beautiful well-spanked red cheeks in the air was going to take him over the edge.

  “Be still,” he warned in a raspy voice, savoring her sweet scent before his tongue swept over her hot throbbing clitoris.

  “Jesus. I’m going to come right now.”

  “No. You will wait for me, little girl.” His words were spoken slow and deliberate as his hand sharply connected with her supple, sore rump.

  “Please… I can’t.”

  “Would some attention around your snug little hole help you unwind?” Grinning mischievously, he roughly spread her cleft with both palms and licked the circumference of her smooth crinkled rosebud. But when he swirled the silky rim a second time, she pleaded for him to stop.

  “Please, don’t do that. Oh, my God! Not there! Are you crazy?”

  After he laughed out loud, his words were spoken loud and clear. “Yep, I’m nuts about you, and I’ve been dreaming about tasting this sensuous behind of yours for a long time.” Placing a sweet kiss on each warm cheek before tenderly sinking his teeth into her sensitive crease, he positioned his thick, smooth crown over her soaked sex and pushed inside. Slowly, she rocked back and forth, encouraging Raul to seat himself fully.

  “I need to see your beautiful face when I fuck you, mi querida,” he growled in his heavy Spanish accent.

  She turned her head to the side and peered over her shoulder. “Oh, my God,” she moaned. “Deeper… please… I need it deeper.”

  With long, hard strides, Raul plunged his hardened cock forward into her slick depths over and over until he heard her breathing become shallow and labored. “I’m almost there, baby. Let’s do this together.” With both hands holding firmly onto her hips, he took her hard, his hips bucking wildly into hers until he finally stilled and their brief silence deafened the room. She raised her head, groaning loudly, sucking in a lungful of air as spasms of delight rocketed throughout her body. While her clit thrummed aching, passionate beats, his throbbing shaft spewed thick spurts deep inside her.

  When his thundering heart eventually stopped racing, he slipped his softened penis from her warm, wet skin and an audible satisfied sigh was the very next sound that escaped from her throat. Carefully rolling her to a side position, he felt his sticky semen dripping down her thigh as his heated body spooned her from behind.

  “It’s been a long day. Sleep well, my little love,” he cooed in her ear before reaching over to turn off the small bedside lamp.

  Chapter Twenty-Five

  “This is Meredith McDonough reporting from the front steps of the Broward County Courthouse where later today Richard Antonelli will be arraigned on charges of first-degree murder related to the gruesome strangulation of four innocent young women. At that time, the judge presiding over the arraignment will decide whether bond should be granted.

  We also have breaking news that the accused has hired well-known criminal attorney Patrick Thomassey, but no statement has been issued yet from him or his office. According to our sources within the Pompano Police Department, the district attorney is quite confident that the evidence being assembled against the defendant will be enough to indict him. In particular, they have statements from two victims, both lucky to have survived physical assaults, who’ve agreed to testify if the alleged assailant pleads innocent and the case goes to trial. A third woman, who claims to have seen the alleged attacker force a woman into his car in her parking lot, has also positively identified him. At this time, their names are not being made available to the public, and the search for Laura Lytle continues.

  In a recent statement from Mayor George, he not only praised the brave women for coming forward, but also thanked an anonymous citizen who helped the police track down and apprehend the suspect. We have also learned that Richard Antonelli has a brother who lives here locally, but he has refused to comment.

  In case you just tuned in to our special report, police have finally apprehended the man alleged to be the Ft. Lauderdale Lady Killer, and he is scheduled for arraignment here later today. Our sunshine state has been waiting to exhale a collective sigh of relief that the murderer who turned our beautiful beach town upside down has been caught, and we hope that this horrific chapter in South Florida’s history will come to a close. Of course, the thoughts and prayers from everyone here at the station go out to the victims and their families. Reporting live from the Broward County Courthouse, this is Meredith McDonough.”

  “Well, it looks like this nightmare is over,” Raul said, bending forward to turn off the television.

  Katie shook her head, staring at the blank screen. “Unfortunately, for us, it’s just the beginning.”

  “Are you alright?” Lexi asked, putting her arm around her sister’s shoulder. “I can’t even imagine how Ronnie feels.”

  “I think he’s in a state of shock.”

  “Has he spoken to Rich?”

  “He went down to the jail earlier this morning to have a conversation with him, but Rich resisted at first and was extremely argumentative. Ronnie claimed that his brother had a hateful haze in his eyes as he babbled incessantly about how all women are liars and whores, and then managed to end their conversation appearing completely rational as he professed his innocence. He said it was unbelievable how Rich’s demeanor changed as he switched from one mood to another in about fifteen minutes. There’s already been talk of an evaluation for an insanity plea, and I know he’s feeling very guilty that he didn’t see that terrifying side of his brother before. I understand he needs to deal with this in his own way, but it’s been very hard on him and I’m really worried. It probably would’ve been good for him to vent and talk with us about how he’s feeling, but he said he wa
nted to be alone.”

  Raul took a seat in the chair opposite the two women. “I think it’s going to take some time for Ronnie to come to grips with everything that’s taken place. Of course I feel responsible for going to the police with information, but certainly don’t regret any of my actions. No one should blame themselves for not knowing that Rich is a very sick man. The few evenings we all had dinner together, he seemed to be a cheerful, fun-loving guy on the outside. But obviously, he was very good at hiding the demons that lurked within him.”

  Katie’s eyes filled with tears as she tilted her head toward him. “I can’t thank you enough for protecting my sister. For God’s sake, it’s hard to understand why Rich would want to hurt her, or anyone else for that matter. It still is incomprehensible how he could’ve embodied two completely different personalities. During the day, he was a respected engineer, going out to enjoy two-martini lunches wearing a handsome plaid blazer, and at night he’d put on a disguise and unleash a monstrous rage on unsuspecting women. I hate to be selfish, but now I’m worried how this will affect my relationship with Ronnie. He’s already internalizing all of this and putting a distance between us.”

  “Did I hear my name?” Ronnie asked, poking his head in the door.

  “Come on in,” Lexi said, looking around as everyone stood to greet him.

  He blew out an exasperated breath before sitting down. “I just spoke with Rich’s attorney, and as he expected, bail was denied by the judge. But he’s hoping that after a thorough psychiatric evaluation, his team might have a good shot at an insanity plea. He agreed after talking to him at length that Rich is filled with deep-seated emotional turmoil.”

  “What are we going to do now?” Katie asked quietly, moving closer.

  “Mr. Thomassey said we have to sit tight until he’s evaluated.” Peering up at all the curious faces, his lips curved downward. “If I were a mind reader, I’d take a stab at your next question, Raul. Are you going to ask if mental illness runs in our family?”