~Mckenna
I didn't even have to go looking for her. I was just about to reach for the door handle when a soft, hesitant knock echoed through the wood. I pulled the door open, and there she was. Without a word, I grabbed Grace by her wrist and yanked her into the basement, locking the door behind her.
I led her straight to the velvet bed, the ring lights still humming, casting a predatory glow over us. I reached down and hiked up her silk nightie. My breath hitched. She wasn't wearing any underwear. Her p***y was bare, glistening, and already weeping for me.
"What did you tell Dad?" I whispered, my voice low and dangerous.
Grace was breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling so fast I thought her nightie would rip. "I... I told him I wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk with my new
