Page 18 of Knot your Good Girl

DaddyWantsHisGoodGirl

Turn the camera off for everyone else.

I see more money has landed in my account and click on his name for a private show.

DaddyWantsHisGoodGirl

Now open up your microphone. I want to talk you through this.

I obey.

“Spread your legs,” he tells me. His deep voice is like every other alpha. Low and a little scary. “Let me see your slick.”

Oh my God.

I part my knees and slide my finger along the silky edge of my panties. Slipping my finger along my bare skin like this is normal. What isn’t is being ordered to do this by an alpha only hours after believing I can do this.

But somehow it feels so natural, but that is the alpha-omega loving for you. It is the most natural thing in the world to obey him.

“Remove your panties.”

I quickly slide my panties down my legs and get back into position where I’m baring myself to him.

A wave of slick floods my core when he emits a deep hiss of satisfaction.

“Good girl,” he murmurs. “Now show me how you like it. Show me how you play with that sweet, perfect pussy.”

Oh my God, this man is dirty.

I wonder what he looks like.

My hand slides through my slick and between my spread thighs, before I lightly circle my swollen clit.

It feels good.

I’m shocked by my own audacious actions, but loving every minute of it.

A moan slips from my lips as I imagine the man in the elevator has his dark gaze locked on me as he watches my fingers.

My heart beats in my chest as I gaze into the camera and slowly stroke over my clit before sliding one finger along my slit and into my wet heat.

“Deeper,” he growls.

I dip my finger inside myself, grinding my palm against my clit. This feels so different from every other time.

“Two fingers.” His voice is hoarse, and I imagine he is stroking his cock with the way his words sound so ragged.

I add a finger to the other, and my body shakes. I’m spiraling closer to the edge now, desperate for release.

“Let me see your nipple.”

My other hand moves to my breast, and I drag the material down until he can see it clearer.

“Beautiful. Now squeeze it.”

I palm my breast as I stroke over my nipple with my thumb and tweak it.

Over and over.

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