CHAPTER 2
“What are you doing?” Daddy growls. His eyes fall to my breasts that are pert in the snug blouse I picked.
“Making you feel good,” I whisper.
He closes his eyes for a moment as I squeeze down to his tip. Oh god. The size of it makes me shudder.
“And where did you learn how to ... make me feel good?”
“Justin taught me.” Justin is my ex-boyfriend.
“I’ll kill him,” Daddy hisses, staying still as I grasp him harder.
The lust and protectiveness in Daddy’s voice make my chest flutter. “Daddy I only did it once! At a party.”
“No one’s touching you again.” He takes a deep breath. “You know why, little girl?”
I shake my head, hot and flustered.
“Because I’m making you mine.”
Daddy bends me over the counter before he slaps my bottom, making my cheeks jiggle and sting. My head je
