Page 15 of Dear Mr. Dad Bod


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"It's your fault." She pouts up at me. "You punish me too good, daddy."

"Maybe I should stop then."

"No!"

I smirk, not surprised by her answer. The little minx.

"I love you," I murmur against her lips.

"Then love me, daddy." She wraps her arms around my neck, running her fingers through the hair at the nape of my neck. "And don't ever stop."

"Never," I vow, getting lost in her.

By the time I'm done, she's passed out, fucked to sleep exactly like she wanted.

Like I said, she has the power.

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