Chapter 4

Poppy

I woke to the weight of something brushing across my cheek.

Blinking, I found Daddy standing over me, naked, and his cock thick and heavy, dragging across my face.

I giggled sleepily, tilting my chin up and parting my lips.

"Good Morning, Daddy," I whispered, my voice still hoarse with sleep.

“Open wide, Poppy," he said, voice rough.

I obeyed instantly, and he slid into my mouth, filling it, pressing to the back of my throat before I had even fully woken up. My eyes fluttered shut at the stretch, my hands gripping the sheets.

“That’s it,” he murmured, one big hand sliding into my hair. “You...