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“Yes.”
“Sure?”
Damn it. Would he just do it rather than asking her?
“Yes.”
He lifted it up over her body. She had a T-shirt on underneath. An adorable one with a bunny on the front of it that he’d bought for her. He was always buying her things. Something seemed to come in the mail for her every day.
“You spoil me.”
He grinned. “Are you objecting?”
“I should. But everything’s just so darn cute.”
“Just like my girl. Kiss me.” The order sent a shiver racing through her. She leaned in to kiss him. Hard. Deep.
A groan escaped him this time as he cupped her breast, squeezing it lightly before running his thumb over the nipple.
“Oh. Ohhh.”
“Good girl. Just let Daddy make you feel good. I bet your pussy is all wet, isn’t it? Are you wet for me, baby?” he crooned.
“Yes. Yes,” she said. What would it feel like to have his mouth around her nipple? To have him suckle on it?
She sucked in a breath. Could she do that? Pull off her bra and T-shirt and let him play with her breasts?
“I’m going to undo your bra,” he murmured to her. “If you get overwhelmed or scared, remember to say your safeword.”
Right . . . her safeword.
Reaching around behind her, he slid his hands under her T-shirt to undo her bra. She stiffened, but not in fear. Nope, his hands were so warm and felt slightly rough against her smooth skin.
More. She wanted more.
“That’s a good girl. You’re doing so well and I’m so very proud of you.” He tugged her bra up over her breasts, leaving her T-shirt on. Then he was cupping her bare breasts, his thumbs moving over her nipples. She dropped her head back with a small groan.
“That’s it, baby. Do you like that? Do you want more?”
“Yes,” she moaned.
He started to slowly raise her T-shirt, baring her breasts.
This is Hack.
His mouth dropped to her nipple and he sucked on it lightly. His beard scratched against the sensitive skin of her breast and she could feel her clit throbbing in response. Then he tongued her nipple.
Fuck!
Her moan filled the room. She swore she was close to coming just from the nipple play alone.
He moved to her other breast, giving it the same treatment.
“That’s it, baby. Look at you. Such pretty breasts. I can’t believe what a lucky man I am.”
If anyone was lucky, it was her. He sat back and cupped her breasts, then he ran a finger down her tummy. She tensed. What was he doing? Was he going to undo her pants?
But he didn’t go any further. Instead, he moved his hand away, then pulled her T-shirt down before pulling her into his embrace.
