I was fighting back a moan when he kept rolling his thumbs and index fingers over my nipples.
It was making me go crazy. Yes I was still angry. But there was something about his touch that was making me lose focus.
"You like that?" He whispered in my ears.
"Hmm,"
I could not form words so I hummed instead.
He rubbed more furiously, squeezing on them even more and my moans went a notch higher. I hated that he had such an effect on me.
"Say my name," he whispered in my ears.
"Mr Romano?" I asked.
"I like that but you should call me daddy next time."
I giggled foolishly.
Why the hell was I giggling?
Slowly, he slid my shirt off and when he his tongue licked my left nipple, I threw my head back, biting on my lower lip.
He took one of them in his mouth and played with other with his fingers.
"Ohhh," I moaned.
He moved to the other boob and repeated the process. A part of me worried that the guard outside could hear me moaning but then I was too far gone to care.
