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Society likes to make it seem as though men don’t like thick, curvy women, but that’s not true. Not for me. Not one fucking bit. I like to watch my women bounce. Like to watch my fingers indent into soft flesh. I like tits that can suffocate me.
Pretty fucking please sit by me.
“You want me to take a tequila shot with you, Doll?” Doll. I flatten my palms on the bar for balance. Yeah, Daddy. I want you to take a shot with me. Off me. Whatever. I nod. “Seems like something I shouldn’t do alone.”
I feel like I’ve heard that name in a movie as the bad guy, but who needs superheroes if this is what the villains look like?
Watching Kendra lick the salt off her shot glass a second time might send me into cardiac arrest. But we all got to die somehow. And death by Brat is okay with me.
God willing, tonight, twenty years from now, I’m going to smother myself with those tits.
“You take it black?” Kendra takes it but shakes her head. “I’ll drink it that way if I must, but it’s not my thing.” I watch her ass as she moves to the fridge. Then I force my gaze up as she takes out a carton of flavored creamer. She pours a healthy amount into her coffee, and I read the flavor on the label. Hazelnut. Good to know.
If having a Daddy kink is wrong, I will never be right.
If you’re going to fuck me, then feed me, you might as well wife me.
“The second problem is…” He lifts a shoulder. “I like you a brownie amount.”
It’s been a long time since I’ve thought about what my favorite color is. But if someone were to ask me now, my answer would be blue. Any shade. Or maybe periwinkle, since she’s still wearing it on her fingernails.
the table so he can peek inside. “Had two this morning, and I’m heading back after this for another with my stain supplier.” “Fun.” This acting casual shit is harder than I thought it would be. Because no, none of this is fun. Joe said he had meetings all day, and I believed him.
So, we were inevitable.
“Crawl to me.”
On my hands and knees, I feel alive. Invincible. I feel powerful.
How could anyone not know who Kendra is? She’s my fucking reason for existing.
