I had made Daddy proud. I did everything.
Everything that he wanted today.
When I finally reached Daddy, I laid my hands on his thighs. He pushed them away, glanced underneath the table at me sternly, and gave me those eyes he always did when he wanted me to wait patiently on my knees for him.
I could be stubborn with Mason, Mr. Uche or Mr. Archer. But I could never be stubborn with daddy.
I sat back on my heels, my legs spread and my p***y dripping onto the tiled floor underneath me. Bucking my hips back and forth, I impatiently waited for my father to be finished with his presentation while rubbing and teasing my p***y with my fingers.
“We’ll have a look at the stats and come up with a plan,” Daddy said to my father.
My father gathered his materials and exited the room, shutting t
