Chapter 81 I Want To Be Yours, Daddy

• I was his. I had been his from the moment his fingers had found my cunt, and from the time he'd said that word. I'd felt it land somewhere deep and hungry. A place that only recognised his voice. And I didn't want to be anyone else's. At least for now.
• “More,” I sobbed. “Please, Daddy. More.”
• His hands moved, one sliding up my spine to the back of my neck, the other finding my hip and gripping hard. He pulled me down, driving me deeper into his cock, and the angle sent a spike of pleasure straight through me. I cried out, the sound muffled against his shoulder, and he held me there, impaled, trembling, complete.