Page 86 of Rayna's Daddy

“I like growly Daddy, too.” I stared up into his eyes. “What do you want me to do?”

“That’s my good girl.” His firm lips landed on mine, and he tilted my head to deepen the kiss. He pulled away, stood up straight, and adjusted the bulge in his pants. “Go bend over the side of the bed. Hands flat out in front of you and spread your legs.”

My throat hitched. Every word out of Kyler’s mouth sounded so sexy and dirty. And, demanding. My body responded before my mind had a chance to catch up. I bent over and spread my legs. I laid with my cheek on the bed and spotted it. Sitting on the bed was a silver butt plug with a purple diamond on the end and a bottle of lube.

I rose up, but Kyler placed a hand on my lower back and eased me back down.

“It’s okay, baby girl.” He gathered my dress and flipped it up to expose my ass. Kyler pulled my black satin boy shorts down to my knees. “I promise you are going to like this.” Kyler kissed the top of my ass.

I sighed and settled back into the bed. He kissed all over my ass cheeks and slipped his tongue between them as well. I squirmed as he got lower. It wasn’t going to put his tongue . . .

Yes, he was.

“Daddy.” I looked back over my shoulder.

“Shh.”

I laid back down and squeezed my eyes shut. It wasn’t supposed to turn me on. Kyler pulled my ass cheeks apart. I tensed.

“Relax and enjoy, little one.”

“I can’t relax with someone doing . . .” I grunted. “To my backside.”

“Doing what? Sweetheart.” Kyler pressed his tongue into the center of my rose bud and wiggled it around. “What’s Daddy doing?”

“Oh, my god.” I pressed back into him. My center and core each twitched on its own and a warmth spread through me. “I can’t.”

Kyler stood up.

“No, Daddy.” I wiggled my ass. “Don’t stop.”

Kyler slapped my left ass cheek. The delayed pain intensified the burning in my core. “Say it, Ninja.”

“Daddy’s slapping my ass.” I sighed. Slap.

“Wha, why?” I lifted up on my hands. “That is what you’re doing right now.”

“Rayna.”

“And, can I point out you’re wrinkling my new dress?”

“Rayna,” my name was punctuated with another slap to my sit spot.

“Daddy.”Slap.

“Get back into position.”

I flopped back down on my stomach and laid my hands flat.

“Okay, take a deep breath and let it out slowly.” Kyler explained, like he was giving me driving instructions. “That’s it.”

Kyler pushed a finger in my ass. “Oh, fuck.”

“What’s Daddy doing to you, sweetheart?”

“Pushing his hand up my ass.” I groaned.

Kyler chuckled. “It’s only a finger.”

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