As we walked into my house and kicked off our shoes, Gee pulled me in for a kiss. And not the little pecks like he usually gives me. It was deep and hungry. I pulled away slightly but held onto his hips still.
“What's this for, baby?” I asked.
“A thank you for the date,” Gee replied.
“You don’t have to, sweetheart,” I said.
“But I want to,” Gee stated.
I smirked, my hand going up his dress. My fingers gently brushed over the semi in his panties and he whimpered.
“Daddy?” Gee whispered and I hummed in response. “C-can you please be, like, rougher? Like when you punished me?”
I cupped him roughly and he gasped. “Want me to treat you like a little slut, huh?”
Gee blushed and nodded.
“Stay here while I go grab some stuff,” I said. “When I get back I expect your dress to be off.”
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