Page 98 of Use Me, Daddy
The urge to release him was strong, but the sight of him tied up, his skin glistening with sweat, his hair mussed, and his eyes filled with hunger…
It was an image that would stay with me for the rest of my life.
I didn’t make him stay that way for too long. Eventually, I reached over his head and untied the bonds, all while he was staring up at me with a dark look on his face.
I was about to pay for this.
Dearly.
And I couldn’t wait.
“Climb off Daddy’s cock, now, baby girl,” he dictated, and I nodded, obeying him without question.
He swung his legs over to the side of the bed and stalked to where I’d thrown his belt, only to grab it and turn back to me, his eyes glinting with dangerous arousal, his cock still hard and jutting up between his legs, glistening with my cum all over it.
It was another moment that would stay with me for the rest of my life.
“Daddy won’t need rope to pin you face down so he can deal with that tight little ass tonight, baby girl. What comes next is going to hurt,” he growled.
“I wouldn’t expect anything less, Daddy,” I sassed.
And even as I watched him stalk toward me with the belt in his hand, knowing soon I was going to be pinned to the bed, belted hard, and fucked even harder, I knew that we were both winners tonight.
Because there was nothing quite as satisfying as a game well-played.
