Page 17 of Knot your Good Girl

DaddyWantsHisGoodGirl

Don’t sell yourself cheap, baby girl. But only think of me while you’re coming.

GoodOmega

Okay Daddy.

I chuckle softly, finding the situation rather amusing.

This is way too easy.

The sound of my cell phone dinging interrupts my pleasure. I open the message and growl.

Asshole

I’ll see you back at work next week.

I flick the switch to mute him and get back to where I was.

The app sends a ping, and I gaze intently at the screen.

DaddyWantsHisGoodGirl

Look at me and open your mic. I want to hear the sounds that come from you.

Wow, just a little possessive!

And does he realize I can’t see him?

My fingers slide along my slit. I gasp for air. Taken aback by how wet I already am.

DaddyWantsHisGoodGirl

Put your other hand on your clit and circle and press.

I do as he asks, sliding my finger along my panties and inside, before pressing my middle finger against my clit. Sliding over and around, and feeling my inner muscles clench around nothing, desperately wanting more.

DaddyWantsHisGoodGirl

Tell me how you feel, baby girl?

“Empty... I feel empty.”

DaddyWantsHisGoodGirl

Such a needy omega. Okay, you can slide a finger inside your pussy.

I stare at the screen, wondering what he looks like as I press a finger inside me. I know his eyes are on me. The thought causes a shock whimper to slip from my mouth.

DaddyWantsHisGoodGirl

That’s it, baby. Imagine my cock and knot are so deep inside you that you can’t move.

Normally I take forever to come, if I do at all. But this isn’t about my contentment, only his... And as that equals money gathering in my bank account, I can fake it if I have to.

I groan. I’d love to feel a knot, but fear has stopped me from allowing it.

I lie back on the bed and slip my hand between my legs. The scorching liquid of my warm, slippery slick coats my fingertips as I gaze at the ceiling.

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