“You look so beautiful riding me.” My tempo increases with his compliments, my thighs beginning to sting as I work myself over him. “Fuck yes, fuck me harder. Like that. Fuck me until I tell you to stop.” “Oh God, stop—stop talking before my head explodes.” “Don’t stop until Daddy tells you to,” he adds with an unrepentant grin. “Fuck!” He draws the expletive out on a groan as my body bows, my walls contracting around him. “No denying how much you love the sound of that.”
