You Wanna Stroke Daddy?

1951 Words

~Lily~ “Connor!” I gasped, grabbing at the sides of the tub like it might save me from spontaneously combusting. “Oh f**k. You are using your hands like—like this is your job or something! People have careers in finance, in engineering, in marketing, but no, apparently your full-time occupation is emotionally compromising me in every body of water you can find!” He chuckled low in his chest and leaned in so his mouth was close enough to my ear that his breath tickled when he spoke. “Hold still, pumpkin,” he murmured. “I am getting you clean.” “Clean?” I nearly shrieked, my voice cracking in the middle like a teenage boy because his fingers had found both breasts now, his palms sliding soap and water over them before his thumbs dragged across my n*****s again in circles that made my w

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