“You like that?” I whispered, breath shaking from how wet I was. “You like seeing your little Omega bounce her fat ass after you knotted her full of pups? Look, Daddy… I’m still dripping…”
And I was. His c*m was spilling down my thighs like honey. My folds were red and puffy and twitching. My c**t throbbed with every sway of my hips, but I didn’t stop. I stood up again, slow and seductive, and walked the final step to where he sat like a god.
I straddled his lap.
His c**k was hard. So f*****g hard. It pressed between us like it had its own pulse. I didn’t even sit yet—I just hovered over it, teasing, grinding, letting the heat of my soaked p***y rub against his shaft without letting him in.
“You want me to dance on this c**k?” I whispered into his ear, my t**s pressing against his ches
