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Jett stared at the message in shock. Of all the things he thought this girl would say, this wasn’t it.
LittleAbbie:
You could be my Daddy and punish me.
He scrubbed his hand over his mouth, his cock jerking at the words. Shit. It’d only been a couple hours since he jacked off, yet he was ready for more. He’d been ready for more before he was even done coming last time. Which was absolutely fucking insane considering his age. At forty, he definitely shouldn’t be hard again.
But he felt like he hadn’t come in years, his cock was achingly fucking hard, and all he wanted was to sink into this girl’s cunt.
His hand drifted to the bulge under his boxers, his hold tightening around his length.
No. He couldn’t do that again.
But then he reread the words, and he swore the tip of his cock leaked a bit of precum.
She was a naughty, feisty thing, wasn’t she? Trying to take control by taunting him. She’d never get away with something like that if she were his girl.
But could he be her Daddy?
He was still new, but he felt confident in his knowledge and abilities. He thought he could do what he needed to take care of her, to spoil her like his sweet little princess, and fuck her like his good little slut. To discipline her when she got too naughty, and still be gentle with his little girl when she wanted to play.
Anxiety twisted his stomach. No one had ever accused him of being gentle before, and he had a darkness inside him that made him reluctant to corrupt her. Mandy constantly reminded him that he was too much—too big, too rough, too intense.
Prison fucked with him, made him harder and scarier than he’d ever been before. But he’d been out for fifteen years, he shouldn’t still feel the repercussions of his stay, but he did.
Did he want to soil this sweet, innocent girl?
Yeah.
Yeah, he really did.
But could he? Could he really go down this path with her knowing it couldn’t lead anywhere? He didn’t have anything to offer her. Maybe he could just be a dick for her to ride, a Daddy for her Little until she found her forever man. He could be the bridge between her and her future man.
Why did the thought of that make him feel sick? It didn’t matter. That’s all he could give her.
He’d have to be upfront and honest with her from day one, tell her he wasn’t looking for anything serious. He just wanted to explore this dynamic, same as her.
Nothing serious.
No commitments.
Just some fun. Some Daddy/Little girl fun.
With a deep breath, he typed out a response. It was probably too late for her to reply, so when he got a message back immediately, he was shocked. And a little concerned.
JettMechanic:
Are you trying to take control? That’s not how this works.
LittleAbbie:
How what works? You’re not my Daddy. I can take control if I wanna.
His lips twitched. She had a point. He settled deeper onto his bed, the brightness of his phone screen burning his eyes.
JettMechanic:
