But it wasn't enough to get me off. He'd get me to the edge and then change things up, switching off my clit back to my thighs. His fingers would stop moving and I'd groan in frustration. I needed it and he knew it, but we also both wanted me to go insane, apparently. No, he wanted me to beg. Fine. But not in the way he wanted.

"Daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy..."

He looked up and stopped licking for a moment, although his fingers continued to torture me.

"Yes, baby girl?"

I looked down and gave him my best little girl look. I had been using my hands...