Daddy…Please Teach Me
“Every time I touched myself—I thought about your cock. About you pulling it out of her covered in cum and making me suck it clean. About you fucking me instead—”
He groaned against my tit, the sound vibrating through me. His fingers slammed deeper. I fucked myself on them harder, hips rolling in desperate circles.
“Uncle, I’ve wanted this for so long.”
“It’s Daddy to you, princess,” he corrected darkly, lifting his head just enough to look at me. “While I’m touching you, while I’m inside you. Say nothing but Daddy.”
“Daddy,” I murmured under my breath, testing the word in my mouth, rolled it around my tongue and found it sent a lick of fire through my gut.