“I know—I know—f**k—I woke up like that—I tried to stop thinking about you but—f**k—I couldn’t—“
I was babbling.
Crying.
Whimpering.
Because my p***y was soaking his c**k. Every time he pulled back, I could hear it. That filthy little squelch like my body didn’t want to let him go. Like my cunt had already decided he was the only thing it would ever take again.
“You ruined me,” I choked out, sobbing into the pillow as he bent over my back, teeth dragging down my spine. “You f*****g ruined me, Daddy.”
He didn’t stop.
His c**k drove into me with brutal rhythm, every thrust shoving the air out of my lungs.
“I meant to,” he snarled, tongue licking my shoulder before he sank his teeth into the spot just below my bite mark. “You think I’d let you walk around with this tight little p***y
