Page 144 of Merciless Daddy

She lay beneath me, breathing hard.

I waited until her body stopped shaking before I touched the cuff at her left wrist.

“Do you want one hand free?” I asked.

“Yes please, Daddy.”

“And the other?”

Her gaze went to the remaining cuff.

“Leave it.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

I released her left wrist. She lowered her arm slowly, working feeling back into it. Then she reached for me. Her fingers caught my shirt.

“Undress.”

The command was weak. Still a command.

I smiled. “You’re very demanding after an orgasm.”

“I think you’ll find that I am always demanding.”

I grinned. “That is true.”

I stood beside the bed and removed my shirt. Then my belt. My trousers. She watched every movement with open hunger.

When I was naked, I climbed back onto the mattress and let her touch me.

Her free hand moved over my chest. Over my stomach. Down between us.

My cock was hard enough to ache.

Her fingers closed around me. One slow stroke. Then another.

I bent over her with my eyes shut.

“Look at me,” she said.

I did.

Her mouth curved.

“You like when I’m good.”

“I like when you are honest.”

“I was honest about wanting you.”

“You’re such a good girl.”

“So now you have to do something.”

I laughed under my breath.