Daddy's Kitten
Her hands fidgeted at his shoulders, shyness warring with the need to confess.
“That day I lied. I didn’t go to the clinic for Stacy. I… I went to meet the gynac, if I… I can milk. She checked me properly and said it's normal, I need to take some meds for hormonal changes. I would be fine, if I follow everything well. So, I did and it took me this whole week. Umm… the flow would increase after one more week.” Her voice dropped to a whisper, cheeks burning hotter.
Vincent's grip tightened. "You go to some doctor? Messing with your body without telling me? I own this, kitten, every drop, every curve."