Chapter 103

• My eyes open. I stare at the white ceiling as wild nerve endings squeeze at his fingers, and my head is spinning. This feels like a dream. When I look up at Jack, all I think of is the Daddy I’ve wanted for so long. The dirty things I’ve thought about, and he’s giving them to me like he can read my mind.
• “Does that feel good?” He doesn’t push inside any deeper, only rubs in slow circles.
• “Um-hmm.” I nod, my lips falling open as the swirling pleasure takes root.