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And now she felt silly. Margery wanted to surprise him in the shower, but she had ruined that.
“Marg.” Daddy sounded concerned.
She sighed. “I wanted to surprise you. I thought you were in the shower, so I was trying to get undressed.”
“How many times have I told you not to walk and take your clothes off at the same time? How many times have I saved you from falling flat on your face?”
“Too many times,” she huffed.
Daddy held her closer and kissed her temple. He still had blood on his face and hands, but she didn’t care.
“My clumsy Little girl,” he murmured against her head. “Daddy is going to have to keep a close eye on you.”
“But you love it,” She giggled.
“Oh, I do. Just means you don’t get away with as much.”
She groaned and pushed her face into his chest. Why did she have to say that? Now, she wouldn’t be able to get away with anything at all. Where was the fun in that?
Margery pulled her face out of Daddy’s chest and looked up at him. The blood had dried on his face.
“You got rid of the threat?” she whispered.
“I did, Little one. We found them, and we killed them. You’re safe. I’m always going to keep you safe. Anyone who harms you, threatens you, or looks at you the wrong way will have to deal with me.”
She closed her eyes. His protective side always made her stomach flip and her pussy tingle.
“Is my girl turned on?” he whispered in her ear.
“Yes,” she breathlessly replied.
Ethan let go of her and gave her bottom a tap. “Bathroom.”
She slowly walked toward the bathroom, swaying her hips even more than normal.
“Ooops.” She innocently looked over at Ethan as she bent down, giving him a full look at everything. “I’ve got a little itch.”
Margery was trying so hard not to laugh at the look on Ethan’s face. His eyes had narrowed, and there was heat in them as he devoured the view.
Standing, she made her way further into the bathroom. The water was still running, making the room steamy.
Margery pushed herself against the counter. “Please, fuck me,” she begged.
She wanted to feel him inside of her again. She wanted to feel full, complete.
“Show me how wet you are.”
Margery spread her legs and slowly moved her hands down, running them through her folds and inside of her before pulling them out and showing them to her. Ethan bent down and took her fingers in his mouth.
She moaned as he sucked her juices off her fingers.
“Delicious,” he crooned after he took them out of his mouth.
Her knees went weak as he said those words.
“Please,” she pleaded.
Ethan gently turned her around so she was facing the mirror.
