~Marissa's POV~
His rough hands pinned my wrists above my head, the cold edge of the kitchen counter biting into my back as Santiago's massive body loomed over me. 'You've been teasing Daddy for months, little kitten,' he growled, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers straight to my core.
I gasped, my legs instinctively wrapping around his waist, pulling him closer even as my mind screamed that this was wrong... so f*****g wrong. But God, it felt right. His thick c**k, rock-hard and throbbing, pressed against my soaked panties, the heat of him searing through the thin fabric. I could feel every inch of him, promising to stretch me, to ruin me for anyone else.
It started with a simple errand. I'd dumped Tyler two weeks ago, tired of his immature bullshit, the endless video games, the
