I stop breathing.I can feel my heart beating, and I’m surprised it’s working properly.My head is spinning.I’m having a hard time believing this could be true.“What if I don’t want to move in with you?”I argue out of left field.
He lifts a brow.“Since when do you have a say in my decisions, naughty girl?”
Right.That’s why I challenged him.I needed him to reestablish his dominance.Put his foot down.Set me in my place as his obedient girl.
He leans slightly to one side and reaches under my thigh to pull something out of his pocket.Two things.One is his phone, which he opens and shoots off a text.I don’t recognize the other item, but I know what it is as soon as he presses a button on it.
I gasp as the vibrator comes back to life.“Daddy...”
He smiles.“Part your knees, naughty girl.Dante is coming to get us.Your only opportunity to orgasm tonight is right now.If you can do so before he arrives, you’ll get that small token of relief before I discipline you.If you can’t, you’ll spend the rest of the night with a needy pussy.”
My legs shake.I should never doubt him.He doesn’t bluff.
“Knees, Briana,” he orders.
I push them wider, stretching the cotton of my dress.My head falls against the crook of his elbow as the butterfly vibrates against my most sensitive body part.
Too many thoughts consume me.I’m in my Daddy’s arms.He’s cradling me.Cherishing me.His name is Rook.He has brown eyes and hair.He owns me.I’m not permitted to make my own decisions.I never will be.
“Daddy…” I grab his arm.
“You have about five minutes, naughty girl.”
I moan.I’m a hot mess.I’m not sure I can come that fast.I need him to touch me.If his fingers were on my clit instead of the vibrator, I could orgasm in a few seconds, but he’s made no move to help me.
The buzzing increases, and so does my frustration.“Daddy…” I beg.
“Four minutes.”
I squirm, undulating my hips in his lap, but I can’t get what I need.More.More of him.I need his cock inside me.I’m desperate for it.He’s been pushing me to the edge for weeks.He’s only let me orgasm a few times.
“Three minutes, princess.”
I grab the hem of my skirt and try to pull it up, intent on using my own fingers to finish myself off if he’s not going to.I can either thrust them inside me or press against the butterfly.If I could adjust it…
Daddy grabs my wrist.“No.”
I gasp and lift my hips.“Daddy…” I whine.My tone shocks me.How did we get here?
My whole body is trembling as I stare into his eyes.He’s not going to let me come.He’s already punishing me.
“Two minutes, Briana.”
Panting, I simply stare at him, my clit quivering.The need grows, but I won’t be able to come like this.It’s too cold.Too impersonal.He’s gripping my arm to remind me that I may not touch myself.
“Make it stop, Daddy,” I plead.
“No, princess.You will endure the full five minutes.And you know better than to argue with me.”
I purse my lips as tears leak out of the corners of my eyes.
“One minute.”
My pussy is soaked, but this isn’t going to make me come.Not tonight.Not like this.Taking deep breaths, I lie in his arms and wait out the rest of my punishment.When it’s finally over, he turns off the evil device.
“You will not orgasm tonight, Briana.”
“Yes, Daddy.”I’m a soaked, trembling mess, but I know he won’t back down on this.I wouldn’t want him to.His firm command over my life and my body is what I love about him.