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He shakes his head. “No, Kierra. Nobody ever gets everything they want. It’s my job to look after your needs, not wants. You might think this is it, but it’s not. Trust me, baby girl. I’m saving you a lot of pain. This would never be permanent. I’d lose interest and it would hurt you. You can’t see it now because you’re so young and inexperienced, but this isn’t what you need.”

Sin closes his eyes like he’s filled with pain. “I wish it were.”

I wrap my arms around his neck. “What about what you need, Daddy?”

“Mine are secondary. I’ll always put you first.”

His words are an example of what makes me think this could be more. Maybe not forever, but more. I run my fingers down his chest, enjoying his sharp intake of breath. The way he responds to my touch makes my heart squeeze. I don’t know why my age issuch a factor for him. If only he knew what I had been through. I swear the last couple of years have aged me by decades. He doesn’t understand. I may not even be alive in a year. There won’t be any coming back. It’s now or never and never is not an option I’m willing to take.

Lifting up, I grab his cock and slide onto it before he has a chance to stop me. He shakes his head. “Always trying to control things.”

“Please Daddy, let me make you feel good. Do you ever let anyone take care of you? I want to.”

He grabs my hair on either side of my head and pulls me down, and kisses me desperately. I’m banking on him, not letting me leave after the week is over. And if he does, I don’t know what I’ll do.

CHAPTER 16

SIN

Did I know I should send her away immediately? Of course, I did.It’s only a week, I convinced myself. So here I am on my way home from work with my dick hard as a rock, knowing I’ll find her in my home.

When I was in college, I found my way into an underground BDSM sex club. I was immediately drawn to it and knew I’d only want submissive women after that. For years, I’ve been with different ones, a few relationships, but never anyone like Kierra. They only touched me when they were told to. There has never been a woman other than her that showed me affection. They gave me what they were required to. If I didn’t demand it, I think they assumed I didn’t want it. I didn’t know I wanted it either. Until her. And now she has me fucking craving it.All of it.The way she looks at me, touches me, practically begs to be punished with her bratty behavior. This week is going to get her out of my system or leave me entirely fucked. When I walk into my home and find her on her knees waiting for me wearing only a purple tie, it becomes clear. It’s the latter.

I gaze at the woman before me, looking like a fucking wet dream, her eyes wide with lust, lips slightly parted, pretty thighsopen for me to get a glimpse of her delicious pussy, and my tie between her perky tits.

She smiles softly, “I missed you, Daddy.”

Taking off my jacket, I toss it on the couch, followed by my shirt and pants. “This is going to be quick because you need to eat.”

With a wider grin, she says, “Dinner is in the oven, but it’s not ready yet.”

I swallow hard at the realization that she cooked for me. She keeps doing shit that’s not expected, and it’s fucking with my head.

After I remove my boxers, she stares at my cock standing firm and licks her lips. Jesus, this woman will be the death of me.

“Come here.”

She rises off her knees and walks over to me with a sensual sway of her hips. Placing my finger and thumb on her chin, I tilt her head back and gaze into her stunning eyes. “Were you a good girl today?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“And now you’re ready to be Daddy’s pretty little slut?”

She nods, but she knows what I want. “Say it.”

“Yes, Daddy. Please.”

“Bend over the end of the couch, that sexy ass in the air, your hands behind you, spread your ass cheeks wide. And move the tie around so it’s on your back.”

I can see the question in her eyes, but she doesn’t ask it. Instead, she does what she’s told. Once she gets into position, I stare at her pretty pussy on display for me. She whimpers for me as the anticipation clearly gets to her.

As I lean down, I grab her thighs and lift her slightly so I can taste her wetness. I push my tongue inside her and swirl it around while she moans. This is my favorite thing about Kierra,her responsiveness. Like every touch could send her into the strongest of climaxes.

“How long until dinner is ready?”

“Half an hour,” she says through harsh breaths.

This likely won’t take that long since I’m ready to fucking burst. Thinking about her all damn day had me edging myself.

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