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Chapter 169: Are You Trying To Tell Daddy You Are Horny?

Chapter 169: Are You Trying To Tell Daddy You Are Horny? (1) Angelia

With one step, Kingston closed in on me. His hand immediately boxed the in, one on each side of my head. I was suddenly surrounded by his scent, all I could smell was him. He smelled smokey with a hint of tobacco. I hated cigarettes and yet I couldn't get enough of him. My head spun, emptying out everything that wasn't him, and us.

"I asked for space." I said weakly.

"Why don't I believe you?" He whispered.

"If you truly mean that, you can leave now but you are not going to do that, are you?".

He removed his hands slowly as if giving me a way out. His eyes darkened further when I didn't take his offer. I didn't think I would be able to walk away from him now, my body craved this too much to be denied this. A hint of smirk tugged on his lips as his arms returned again, and he leaned in close.

"I don't think so," he whispered, self-satisfied and arrogant.

"Now give me the truth. Why were you so jumpy tonight?" My eyes widened.

"...I told you, I am self-conscious when you watch me." He shook his head.

"That is not it. Try again, little one."

Why did he have to be so damn observant? Damnit. I struggled to find something else to lay the blame on but I couldn't conjure up another excuse. Telling him the truth wasn't happening, but maybe, maybe I could distract him. Arching my back, I innocently pressed my front to his.

"Do you really want to hear why I have been so agitated?" I whispered, my voice sounded husky without trying because of how his

closeness affected me.

and pleasurable. I only wore a thin bralette which gave

he muttered, the word coming out as

"Tell me," he ordered.

on the edge lately." I admitted, though he would never

I was with you guys, I got used to a certain amount of pleasure. I got spoiled with it...." I gasped wall, caging

his rod poking my stomach. I wasn't

I swallowed, collecting

say that my own fingers aren't as satisfying." I

when he grabbed ahold of my right leg and brought it around his hip, making me feel every

169: Are You Trying To

baby?" He growled, giving me a slow, teasing thrust

up my nerve ending, I couldn't talk, all I managed to

words from his mouth were

"I need your words."

daddy." I whispered, sinking further into the shame and the want of having him take care of me and my

me in his gruff

was all hard and unforgiving. All of them were my favorite,

away all it contained onto the floor, he deposited me on it. The meta desk felt unbearably cold against my heated skin and I hissed at the sensation. He made quick work of my clothes, wrenching my top off and the pants along with my panties in quick succession. Only when he had me naked before him did my brain wake up enough to

aloud as he tugged slightly on

check flushed with embarrassment. Fuck, this couldn't be happening. I immediately tried to close my legs, trying to keep

were

right now?" It ended

a

confession.

I tried to explain,

look at him and see his disgusted reaction, but I couldn't help it as my eyes found his. The appalled expression I

another tampon with you?" He asked