Chapter 25
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
THEA
My legs are like Jell-O when he rights me on my feet. Oh my god, I’ve never experienced anything like that in my entire life. Ever.
A deep chuckle rumbles through his chest, and I grip his arms to steady myself.
“You’re so fucking cute when you’ve come.” He laughs, and I’m grateful my hair curtains my embarrassment.
“My legs are soaked,” I whisper, almost brokenly. The shock of what just happened has rendered me powerless.
He leans forward and tucks my locks behind my ears. “You squirted all over me, baby, and I haven’t even played with your ass properly yet.”
Played with my ass properly? Is he serious? He was licking it.
“Come on. I want you to try the panties and bra on.” He nods toward the garments.
“I’m wet.” Heat creeps over my face.
“I told you, I’m buying them all. Do you want me to help you into your bra?”
I didn’t think my cheeks could get any redder, but here we are, so all I can do is nod. His pupils dilate. Any situation where I become dependent on him turns him on.
“Good girl.” He points to the floor again, and I kneel between his thighs, then he spins me so my back is to him. Stroking over the choker, he swoops my hair over my shoulder, and when he leans down, he places the cotton bra over my nipples.
“Hold it in place while I clip you in.” I watch in the mirror as he works the white cotton bra into place.
Then he straightens to stare at me before he trails one hand around my throat and the other down to the bra.
Pushing the fabric down, he reveals my tits.
“I don’t think we’re going to get very far today, do you? ” He chuckles.
“No, Daddy.”