“If you close your eyes, you don’t get to come.”
Nothing was harder.
It wasn’t his thick fingers spearing my cunt, finding my g-spot with brutal accuracy. It wasn’t the little vibe on my clit, a focused buzzing that wanted to send me flying.
It was his eyes fastened on mine. They demanded I show everything.
“Do you want to come, kitten?”
“Please, Daddy?”
“Then you must not close your eyes.”
I couldn’t hide in my pleasure because he wanted to own that, like he owned me.
“This.” He held my face so I couldn’t look away. “Belongs to me.”
