Christopher’s grip tightened on the wheel, his knuckles turning white, his foot pressing down harder on the gas.
The city blurred past him, but his focus and mind was on her. Y’all might call it obsession but honestly any man would be. Have you seen her body? f**k.
Vivian.
His kitten.
His brat.
His f*****g problem.
And now?
His to f*****g punish.
Her voice still echoed in his head.
“Are you excited to see me, Daddy?”
That little f*****g menace.
She knew what she was doing.
She knew how to push him, how to test his patience, how to get him hard as f**k behind the wheel when he was supposed to be focusing on the road.
His c**k was aching, throbbing, pressed against his slacks, his mind already spinning with all the ways he was going to make her beg for him.
Make her regret te
