The aftershocks of my climax were still rolling through me, but the second Henry started to pull out, I clamped my legs tightly around his waist, locking him in place. I wasn't done. Not even close.

"Again," I whispered, my voice a ragged thread of demand. "I’m still so empty, Daddy. Fuck me again."

"Such an insatiable little brat," he rasped, his teeth grazing my earlobe while his large hands kneaded my ass. "If you aren't terrified of her waking up, I'll gladly oblige."

"I don't care. I want you to stretch me out until I can't even walk."

He didn't argue. He threaded his fingers through my hair and...