He licked me softly through the aftershocks, then finally crawled up my body, caging me in with those powerful arms. He kissed me deep and filthy, letting me taste myself on his tongue. I moaned into his mouth, still twitching with pleasure.

Marc pulled back, eyes locked on mine, voice wrecked with need.

“That was just the beginning, Harper. By the time this storm ends, you’re going to be completely ruined for anyone but Daddy.”

I reached down between us, palming the massive, throbbing bulge straining his sweatpants. He was huge. And I needed every inch.

“Then don’t stop,” I whispered, squeezing him. “Please, Daddy… I need you inside me...