~Lily~
His mouth brushed my ear again, that dark, calm tone sliding through the steam like it owned me.
“Say it, pumpkin,” he murmured. “You’re begging for Daddy’s c**k. Use your words.”
I shook my head so hard water flew everywhere because I could feel my entire soul about to crawl out of my body if I said it out loud.
“No, I can’t, I can’t even think straight right now, you are literally destroying every brain cell I have left, you are going to kill me, Connor, this is how I die, my obituary is going to say death by bathtub s*x, twenty-one years old, zero dignity, completely ruined…”
“Daddy.” He said it for me, low and rough, like he knew exactly what it would do to me. “Say it, pumpkin. Tell Daddy what you need.”
“Oh my God,” I moaned because my dignity had already given up, pac
