26 - Coward
James
Before I could slide my fingers to feel her wet heat, we were interrupted by the ringtone of her phone. Her phone screen flashed with her friend’s name and a sweet picture of them together in a selfie.
Keeping my mouth beside her ear, I whispered, “Tell her you’ll be late.” My fingers lowered to her c**t, groaning to find it hard and swollen. “I need to eat you out again.”
“James—mm!” she whimpered when I landed a light spank on her c**t and she corrected, “Daddy, please.”
“Please what, Princess?” I licked the soft arch of her neck, tasting her skin and humming in approval when she moved her hips, pressing her c**t on my fingers for friction. “Come now, don’t make me repeat myself.”
Mia answered the phone. Her voice was shaky when she said, “Hey, Em. Yes.” Pause. H
