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“I didn’t ask what you wanted.” I grip the armrests harder.

She bites down on her lip, and her eyes start to close.

“Stop.”

She stills.

“Hands down.”

Kendra drops her hands to her sides, but I watch her fingers twitch, like she wants to touch herself more.

“Are you wet?”

She nods. “So wet.”

“Try that again.”

She blinks at me, those pretty green eyes sparkling in the dim light. “I’m so wet, Daddy.”

I flex my jaw.

I’m going to blow the second she fucking touches me.

“Turn around.” My voice is gravel.

Kendra shifts around until her back is to me.

“Hands on the floor.”

Like a good little girl, she bends forward onto all fours.

Chapter 70

Kendra

My body isthrumming.

I’m so primed.

I’ve never come just from nipple play, but I was fucking close.

My fingers sink into the soft fur rug.

The chair creaks, signaling Luther adjusting his position.

“Spread your knees.”

Every one of his commands sends a pulse of heat between my legs.

I shift my knees wider.

Fabric shifts.

Then a palm is pressing up between my legs.

I jump at the contact.

But a second hand lands on the center of my back, keeping me in place.

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