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Kneeling, she lifts her hands to the front of her cardigan.

When she pauses, I nod, and she undoes the first button. Then the rest.

She shrugs the cardigan off, letting it drop to the floor beside her.

I clench my jaw because she’s in the same outfit as the night we did the video call. The one that barely counts as clothing.

We watch each other. Eyes roaming.

Her face is flushed.

Her chest is rising and falling with heavy breaths.

And her nipples are begging for attention.

I lower myself into the chair.

Kendra wets her lips again. Like she’s starving.

“It’s time for your punishment, Brat.” I palm my hardening cock. “You ready?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

I groan. “Good.” Then I lean back in the chair and spread my legs. “Hands and knees, Baby Doll.”

She bends forward onto all fours, palms on the ground.

I take her in.

The way she has to tip her head up to keep her eyes on mine.

The way her heavy tits strain against the thin material trying to hold them in.

The way her back arches, the way her ass looks.

The way it’d look with my hands gripping it.

I squeeze my dick once more, then place my hands on the armrests. “Crawl to me.”

Chapter 68

Kendra

My core clenches around nothing.

Crawl to me.

I shift one hand forward.

One knee.

And then I’m crawling.

I’m crawling across a fur-covered floor toward the sexiest man I’ve ever seen.

Luther watches me.

His eyes are on mine.

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