He stood abruptly, taking me with him, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He carried me out of his office and down the hallway toward the kitchen, his mouth attacking my neck with bites hard enough to leave marks.
"Someone might see—" I started.
"No one's home," he cut me off, setting me down roughly on the kitchen island. "Just you and me, baby girl. And I'm done pretending to be good."
He yanked my tank top over my head, baring my t**s to the cool air. His mouth immediately latched onto one n****e, sucking hard while his hand squeezed the other roughly.
I arched into him, my hands clutching his shoulders. "Yes, Daddy, please—"
He bit down on my n****e and I cried out, the pain mixing with pleasure. His hand slid down my stomach and into my shorts, fingers finding me dripping we
