Page 152 of Daddy's Soul


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Holy. Heck.

The warmth of the cloth actually felt really good, even as her face grew bright red.

He drew the cloth back and put it back under the warm water.

“Move back slightly and bend over.”

“Daddy,” she whispered. “I can’t.”

“Of course you can. You’re doing what Daddy wants. Bend over and let me take care of you.”

Fudge.

She shuffled back and bent over. He flicked the bottom of the T-shirt over her bottom, baring her to his gaze. Then he proceeded to gently wash her.

Her breathing deepened.

What was he doing to her?

“It’s not fair to withhold orgasms until I move in with you. That’s blackmail.”

He pulled her T-shirt down and then helped her stand before putting the cloth in the hamper.

“It is.”

“I don’t know how you can’t see that it’s blackmail . . . wait, you agree?”

He walked back over to her and lifted her onto the counter, stepping in between her open legs. He placed a hand on either side of her hips.

“Of course it’s blackmail,” he murmured. “I’ll use any weapons in my arsenal to get you to do what I want.”

“That’s . . . that’s . . . urgh! You’re impossible. You can’t just go around blackmailing people.”

He grinned. It was a wicked, evil, gorgeous, sexy grin that had her entire body twisting with desire.

Darn him.

Why did he have to look so incredible? And why did she have to find him so irresistible?

“Of course I can. Who are you going to complain to?”

“There . . . there’s got to be someone I can complain to about this! Maybe the Little police? The Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Littles! SPCL!”

Amusement filled his face. “Poor baby. Someone needs to come, don’t they?”

Yes!

But she wasn’t going to tell him that. Mostly because it was very obvious.

She huffed out a breath, remembering what Cat had said how she had the power since he just wanted her to be happy.

Well, this wasn’t making her very happy.

“You’re being so mean, Daddy. You don’t really mean it, do you?” She pouted.

“Poor baby.” He leaned in and kissed her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, melting into the kiss. His tongue teased her. She attempted to push her thighs together, but he stood between her legs, keeping them apart.

She just needed some friction against her clit.

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