Page 148 of Daddy's Wild Girl

“What limits did you have with him?” he growled.

“None.”

He blinked. “You don’t have any limits? Are you sure?”

“He didn’t . . . didn’t let me have any. He said I should just trust him not to push me beyond what I’m capable of giving.”

“Is that what you wanted?” he asked.

“I wasn’t given the choice.”

“No. Of course you weren’t. Asshole. Did he do anything you didn’t want?”

“I . . . well . . . he wasn’t actually that adventurous in the bedroom to be honest. He’d order me to suck him off. And he liked me to ride him too. That was about it.”

His eyes widened. “No toys? Bondage? Ass play? Did he return the favor and eat you out?”

“Um, no, no, and no. Definitely no.”

“So he didn’t like to bend you over furniture? Or have you suck him while he was working or watching TV? Or order youto bend over at any time of the day so he could explore your ass with his fingers? Or fuck you nice and hard?”

“God, no. But that sounds so good.”

“Does it? Do you like the idea of me being able to take you whenever and wherever I like?”

Yes, she did.

“Is that wrong?” she asked.

“Baby, nothing you want to happen between us could be wrong.” He paused for a moment. “Well, I don’t think we should break any laws. But other than that . . .”

Oh.

Really?

“I do have my limits though,” Corbin added.

“What are those?” she queried, feeling bad that she hadn’t asked him already.

He cupped the side of her face. “I won’t make you bleed. I’m not into whips or hard core sadism. And I don’t like humiliation. Dishing it out or taking it, obviously.”

“I don’t want any of that either.”

“Is there anything you do like?” he asked as he dropped his mouth to her nipple again.

A moan escaped her.

“Any desires you have that have been unfulfilled?”

“I, um, I . . .” How could she think like this? “I like not having to think. And I, God, when I’m around you, I feel horny all the time.” She sounded irritated and she was. Because all she wanted was for him to fuck her.

Constantly.

He let out a small chuckle. “Glad you feel like that. So do I.” He drew her legs up so her feet were resting on the counter.

“Corbin?” she asked, feeling very exposed.

“Shh, I like to look. You can put your hands behind you on the counter to balance yourself or lean right back against the wall. Actually, will that hurt your hands?”

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