Lina's POVI stepped closer, and he pulled me back onto his lap—this time straddling him, facing him. His injured leg shifted to accommodate me, and I tried to be careful, but he grabbed my hips and pressed me down against him, making me feel exactly how much he wanted me."Don't hold back," he said, his voice low and rough. "I'm not made of glass."His mouth found my nipple, and I gasped as his tongue circled the tight peak, hot and wet. He sucked gently, then harder, and my back arched, my fingers burying themselves in his hair."Adrian—""Wrong name," he growled against my skin, and he bit down lightly, just enough to make me gasp."Daddy," I corrected, my voice breathless."Better."His hands roamed my body, gripping my waist, sliding up my ribs, cupping my breasts. He switched to the other nipple, giving it the same attention, and I was already trembling, already soaked, grinding against the hard length of him through his trousers."Someone's eager," he murmured, his lips brushin
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