DADDY'S NAUGHTY PET
He shifted—slow—pulled my shorts down my thighs with one hand while keeping the other locked over my mouth.
No panties.
I hadn’t worn any since the shower.
The cool air kissed my soaked folds, made me shiver.
He settled between my legs, knees spreading mine wide, cock brushing my entrance—hot, bare, slick with his own precum.
“Been thinking about this all day,” he whispered. “Fucking you in your own bed. Quiet. Deep. Filling you up while they sleep right down the hall. You gonna be good and stay quiet for big brother?”
I nodded frantically—eyes stinging with need.