I whined, pushing back against him, trying to take him deeper, faster. He rewarded me with a sharp smack on my ass that made me yelp. The sting bloomed into heat, spreading straight to my core.

“Be good,” he warned, rubbing the spot he’d just spanked before delivering another light slap. “Or Daddy will pull out and make you watch while I stroke this cock until I come all over your pretty face instead.”

The threat only made me wetter. I could imagine it—kneeling in front of him, mouth open, his thick load painting my lips and tongue while he called me his dirty little girl. But I wanted him...