Chapter 299

• Her words are pants tightening and I'm putty in her hands. I lift one of her hands from the back of my head and guide it down her front. As her fingertips graze down her stomach, she takes charge of her hand and places it against the front of my jeans, palming me gently.
• "No baby, you're not going to touch me, you're going to touch yourself," I tell her softly and redirect her hand back up to her stomach, skimming her fingers against the patch of skin just below her bellybutton.
• "I want daddy to touch me" Her bottom lip pouts out ever so slightly as she speaks, and it really does take every single ounce of my self-control to not flip her over and fuck her like a mad man.