Mira's POV

I moaned loud around his cock, the sound vibrating through him. My hips rocked back against his hand, fucking myself on his fingers while I kept sucking. It was almost too much—the dual sensation, the way he controlled my head with one hand and my pussy with the other, the filthy words pouring out of him.

“That’s it,” he praised, voice thick. “Good girl. Keep sucking. I can feel how close you are. Your pussy is getting tighter around my fingers. You gonna cum for me while you’ve got my cock down your throat? Go on. Cum on Daddy’s fingers. Show me how much you love being used...