Touch me, Ruin me: Daddy's pet
Shifting my gaze back to Adam, I ran a hand through my hair as I saw a glaring red patch on his forehead.
“Ah, sorry. My hand slipped,” I chuckled, my voice laced with a teasing edge. “What was that you were saying about me again?”
I took another bite, watching as Adam bit his bottom lip, his eyes welling up with tears. And then—
“Fuck! Fuck, it fucking hurts!” He wailed, clutching his head in agony. I wasn’t sure if he was actually crying or if the pain had just made his eyes water, but either way, it was such a beautiful sight.