Page 103 of Kylie's Daddy
He set me on his desk and covered my mouth with his, and rocked his hips against my core.
“How about now?” He pushed up my sweater and slid his tongue over the mound of my breast.
“Not so little, Daddy.” I reached between us, but Patrick grabbed my hands and placed them over my head. It reminded me of our first time.
Patrick laid his forehead against mine and closed his eyes.
“What’s wrong, Daddy?” I pouted. He kissed me before answering me.
“I think this situation right here is what our new arrangement was supposed to avoid.” He looked down at me. “You’re just so tempting. But we shouldn’t be doing this. Not here.” He kissed me on the cheek and stood up, bringing me with him.
“Well, Daddy.” I peeked up at him and his handsome face. Trying to do the right thing. “Technically, I haven’t accepted the new job. Since they let me go from my old one, I think we are free to do what we want.”
I reached for his pants again and unbuttoned them, cupping his cock through his briefs. “I won’t tell if you won’t, Daddy.”
He captured my mouth in a searing kiss, while pressing his hand down my pants, rubbing my pussy.
“You’re already wet for me.”
“Always for you.”
“That’s my good little sneak.”
The End.
