reckless as I was, I decided on calling him the one thing he disliked to be called.
“Yes, daddy,” I purred, and surprisingly, that didn’t make him spank me again.
“Such a naughty little girl,” he muttered, moving his hand over my ass to ease the pain, but seconds later his hands left my body and another electric sensation washed over me.
Riggs was strong, and it showed by how powerful his hands were.
“Think I will share you, huh? Fuck, Dove. You’re mine, and I will burn that into your damn mind while I wreck you tonight.”
That was a promise I hoped he would keep, because maybe that way I would learn not to be such a tease anymore.
Though, who would I be without being at least a little naughty?
“Please,” I begged, wiggling my ass to get his hand on it again.
I didn’t spank her again, instead, I pulled her back down on her knees in front of the bed with her head tilted back and her eyes wide, looking up at me with pure ecstasy flashing in them.
She definitely didn’t have any boundaries, but what I did next wasn’t something I thought she would enjoy.
I wanted her to see just how dirty I could be and maybe scare her off a little bit to not intensify my addiction of her.
Then again, it’s Valley who’s kneeling in front of me, and it seemed no matter what I did to her, she enjoyed it.
I kept fisting the top of her head with one hand, gripping the mask and some of her hair tightly while I unbuttoned my jeans and pushed them down my legs, followed by my boxer briefs with my other hand.
Rubbing my dick and watching her closely, her eyes filled with need as she licked her plump lips.
“Open your mouth,” I ordered, and the good girl she was, she did just that. “Heard you over the damn webcam, Dove. Talking to my brother and telling him how much you want him to drink his own fucking piss. Shit, darling…didn’t think you’d be that nasty,” I growled, seeing as the corners of her mouth turned up at the mention of piss.
Nasty bitch.
Just what I like.
“I want you to swallow. Don’t move,” I demanded, and seconds later, her mouth was filling up with my urine.
This little girl wasn’t afraid to live out her kinks and fantasies, and with bright eyes, she started to drink my piss with no hesitation.
I was healthy, or else I wouldn’t have made her drink it.
She also didn’t swallow all of it, letting half of it flow down her chin and dropping onto her cleavage.
I knew not to do things that could literally make her sick, or put her in any kind of danger.
We were living out our fetishes, sharing them with each other.
Nothing wrong with that, especially with her consenting to it.
“Dirty girl. Fuck…you really don’t shy away from anything,” I stated, emptying myself into her mouth, and when she swallowed the last drop, with some of it flowing down her chin, I pushed my dick inside her mouth to make her suck on it.
“Fuck,” I groaned, letting her suck on my dick while I watched her closely.
Her eyes were on mine again, teasing the way only she could.
“You’re gonna stop talking to my brother from now on. And to every other man who had the pleasure to see you in that fucking mask,” I ordered, not wanting anyone else to see her naked anymore.
I hated the thought of my brother knowing what she looked like naked, but then, he met Valley, not Dove, and it was interesting how he didn’t notice it was her by just looking in those big, blue eyes.
Then again, Marcus is a fucking idiot.
“You’ll do what I tell you to, and you will only belong to me from now on.”
I pulled my dick out of her mouth and let her catch her breath before helping her up on her feet and cupping her throat to take her breath away again.
“You’re mine, and I’m the only one fucking you, do you understand?”
I could tell by her gaze that she didn’t agree with that, but instead of letting her speak, I turned her around, pulled her against my chest and tightened my grip around her throat while I reached underneath her dress to cup her pussy.
She wasn’t wearing panties, as if she ever did.
I started rubbing her clit and pressed my lips against the spot behind her ear, nibbling and licking and tasting her sweetness.
“I’m not