Chapter 10

  Poppy

  Daddy groaned low in his throat. "Fuck, Poppy. You're going to kill me."

  "Please," I whimpered, bucking and throwing my ass back against the air. "Please touch me."

  His hand came down hard on my ass, the sharp smack echoing in the hallway. I cried out, rocking forward.

  "Dirty girl," ...

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