Jesse She answers on facetime, clearly in the club’s bathroom where she’s probably getting dressed to go home. I groan. I was going to talk, to ask for her opinion, to let her reassure me…but seeing her, I realise I want something else.I want to see that she’s still mine. Xavier’s poisonous words fill my head, coating my brain until all I can think about is proving to him and me that she’s mine.Only mine.Never his, not ever again.She’s my fucking angel.“Hi, Jesse, how was—”“Lock the door, pants off now,” I order.She blinks, watching me for a moment, even as I see excitement fill her eyes.The phone is placed down on the counter, and a moment later, I hear the click of the lock before her face comes back on the screen. “Jesse?” she asks.“Is that my name?” I demand.She shivers, her lips parting on a pant. “No,” she whispers.“Say it.”“Daddy,” she purrs.“Good girl, now show your daddy who you belong to. Let me see that pretty pussy of mine. Touch it,” I instruct, getting in
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