Page 136 of Daddy's Naughty List

Her brows almost disappeared into her hair. If he hadn’t already used every functioning brain cell he had in the effort not to come, he’d have laughed.

“What? Nooooo.”

The panic in her voice wasn’t as amusing. Did she really fear she couldn’t think of things to say? He might have to make this a weekly exercise.

“Yes,” he ground out. “Every time you name something, I’ll move. The faster you name things, the faster I’ll go. If you want to come, you’re going to have to earn it.”

“That’s not fair. You are so mean.”

“You must not need to come if you can waste time calling Daddy names. Now name something you like.”

“I, um, I like my hair.” The relief that swept her face was adorable.

He was a man of his word, so he pulled almost all the way out and plunged in again. And waited.

“Daddy!” she squeaked. “Please, I’ll make a whole list at the table. I need you to move!”

He was almost ready to squeak himself. Fuck, this was hard. “You know what to do.”

“Argh! Okay, um, my eyes! I like my eyes.”

He fucked her again. Out. In. Pause.

“I love your eyes, babygirl. What else?”

“I… I… I make good babies.”

Out. In. Pause. “Again.”

“Please! Um, I’m a good teacher!”

Out. In. Pause. “Again.”

“I make a mean PB&J.”

Okay, that made him laugh. Out. In. Pause. “Again.”

“I care about people.”

Out. In. Pause.

“I can sing—well, in the shower.”

Out, in, pause.

“I’m honest.”

And they continued. Each time, she gave him something.

Soon, he had a rhythm going. The muscled walls of her pussy quivered. He started naming car parts and reciting baseball stats. Anything to keep himself from blowing his load and ruining everything.

He was waiting for one specific thing she should be proud of, but he wanted it to come from her. But she was teetering on the edge. He needed to take over and bring them both to release. One more thought. One more statement of her self-worth.

“I AM A GOOD MOTHER!” She screamed the words out, tears streaming down her face.

And there it was. Fucking finally.

Grabbing her hips, he drove into her. Deep. Hard. Fast.

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