Mira's POV

He’d flip me over onto my stomach, pull my hips up so I was on my knees, ass in the air. Then he’d slam back in from behind, even deeper. One hand would fist in my hair, the other would slap my ass—sharp, stinging, then soothing.

“Whose pussy is this?” he’d demand, pounding into me.

“Yours,” I’d cry out. “It’s yours, Daddy.”

“Say it louder.”

“It’s your pussy, Daddy! Only yours!”

He’d reach around and rub my clit while he fucked me, fast and rough. “You gonna cum on Daddy’s cock? Go on, baby girl. Cum for me. Show me how bad you wanted this.”

The orgasm would...