Just Sex With My Billionaire Daddy

“Answer me…how many fucking men have taken pleasure from this body…” I shake as I feel his fingers skating down my chest… Breast, Nipple, Torso, Then…then…my vulva. I moan, staring into his orb with lust... He locks eyes with me while he feathers a touch over my clit. “Speak up. How many…have touched this clit, make it swell…make it horny…speak?” He commands and I moan... *** Since my eighteenth birthday everything I felt for David turned into lust. I want him to ruin me for other men but he keeps rejecting me. Breaking my heart. I'm not about to stop. I'll tempt him until he caves. Until he fucks me. Because David Truman is mine.