Page 119 of Tempted By her Daddies

A low moan of protest escaped and she opened her eyes to glare up at him.

“Were you given permission to open your eyes, Pet?” he asked calmly.

Oh heck.

“No, but I?—”

“Then best you close them again, don’t you think?” he asked.

She slammed her eyes closed.

“Now, because you broke the rules this is going to become more difficult for you, I’m afraid.”

What? What was going to be more difficult?

He ran a finger over her swollen clit.

Oh God.

She arched back, raising her hips. That felt sooo good.

He flicked his finger back and forth. Back and forth.

Her arousal grew. She needed more. She pushed her hips up again, feeling the water brushing against her sensitive skin. Reaching down, she grabbed his hand.

“More. More.”

“Uh-uh, put your hands on the side of the bath and keep them there. No touching.”

That was sooo mean! All she wanted was for him to increase the pressure of his touch.

To move his finger faster.

Why wouldn’t he do that?

“Now, your punishment for opening your eyes without permission is that you don’t get to come until I give you permission.”

What?

Nooo.

Tamsyn had spent enough time in BDSM clubs and read enough books about Doms and subs to understand it was a thing.

But she didn’t think it would happen to her.

Especially not the first time that someone planned to give her an orgasm. She’d only experienced them with her own hand and honestly, they hadn’t been all that good.

She’d been starting to think that all the books and movies were lying to her.

Until meeting these guys.

Because she was certain that if anyone could give her an amazing, mind-blowing orgasm, it would be these guys.

“Nooo,” she moaned. “That’s so not fair.”

“Well, next time you might remember to do as you’re told,” he replied without sympathy.

Should she tell him this was going to be her first real orgasm? But that might mean explaining about her other sexual encounters.

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