We fit perfectly together, and each thrust was pushing me further and further into an inevitable orgasm. He hadn’t even touched my clit yet and was somehow breaking his own record for how fast he could make me come.

“You’re such a fucking brat,” he hissed. “You left with that asshole. I couldn’t fucking find you. I should punish you, but I think my babygirl likes it a bit too much.”

My eyes fluttered closed, my breathing hitched. Please do. I wanted to be that writhing mess again. I moaned breathlessly as he switched up his technique, fucking me in long strokes and delaying my orgasm.

“I’ll take whatever you give me,” I forced through my heavy breathing.

“Should I make you call me sir?” he asked, letting his head fall to my neck. His facial hair pricked my skin and only heightened the sensation as his wet tongue came out to run up the length of it.

“Make you kneel for me? Take my cock to the back of your throat while you gag for me?”

Oh god.

My cunt clenched around him.

“Fuck. So good, babygirl. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

“No,” I attempted to hiss out, but it sounded more like a whine.

He chuckled, sending another burst of heat up my spine.

“You know I hate liars, Addi. From now on you can only call me sir,” he said, pulling away to look at me. “Think of it as your punishment for bratting, and every time you forget it, I’ll deny you an orgasm.”

I wished I would have just listened. Especially as that tingly heat started to expand from my belly.

I should have. But the brat in me wouldn’t shut up.

“I like Daddy better,” I said in a low tone.

His eyes widened, and he cursed under his breath before pulling out abruptly.

He let my leg down, and before I knew it, I was turned around, my face pushed against the wall.

His entire body covered mine, his hand looping around the front. I arched my ass into him and was rewarded with his cock sliding back in.

This position was impossibly deep, leaving my lungs fighting for air. He pulled out and then started to pump into me in slow, shallow thrusts that kept me right on the edge.

He was teasing me in absolutely the most delicious way possible.

“You’re too fucking tempting,” he growled. “I wanted to punish you. Watch as you begged me to let you come.”

“Your resolve is weak, Daddy,” I teased breathlessly.

“But I think I’ll find it more satisfying when you’re begging me to stop.

And then he stopped.

What. The. Fuck?

“Warren… I will murder you.”

He smirked as he tucked his still very hard dick inside his pants again.