𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡𝔩𝔲𝔰𝔱
His fingers dug into my thighs, and it burned. It burned with hot pain and pleasure all melded into one. His bloodthirsty eyes met mine once more, his mouth slightly agape as he contemplated his next move. " It's okay, Daddy," I shivered against his icy cold skin. " I'm not scared of you," I promised, raising my righ...