I was his. I had been his from the moment his fingers had found my cunt, and from the time he'd said that word. I'd felt it land somewhere deep and hungry. A place that only recognised his voice. And I didn't want to be anyone else's. At least for now.“More,” I sobbed. “Please, Daddy. More.”His hands moved, one sliding up my spine to the back of my neck, the other finding my hip and gripping hard. He pulled me down, driving me deeper into his cock, and the angle sent a spike of pleasure straight through me. I cried out, the sound muffled against his shoulder, and he held me there, impaled, trembling, complete.“You want more?” His breath was hot against my ear. “Then take it.”I rolled my hips again, chasing the friction, the heat building with each motion. But his hands tightened on my hips, stilling me. “Not so fast.” His voice was controlled, but I could feel the tremor in his hands. “You want more?” I nodded, breathless. “Yes. Please.” “Then beg.” My thighs clenched around h
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