REINA

I lost count of how many times I came.

The bed was soaked—sheets twisted around my ankles, pillows knocked to the floor, the headboard banging rhythmically against the wall until the penthouse manager probably had complaints stacked up downstairs.

But I couldn't care less. Daddy will take care of it. Fuck, my Daddy Domenico will take care of anything and everything for me just like the way he loves to take care of me.

Domenico fucked me like he was trying to ruin me for anyone else, and God, he was succeeding.

First it was slow—deep, rolling thrusts that made me feel every thick inch of him dragging against...