Chapter 3
He let out a low, dirty chuckle that vibrated through his chest and straight into my back.
His free hand slid up under my dress again, found my hard n****e through the thin fabric, and pinched it hard between his thumb and finger, twisting just enough to send a sharp jolt straight down to my cunt.
“Keep quiet, baby girl,” he growled softly, his lips brushing my ear so only I could hear.
“You don’t want your dad turning around and seeing his little girl getting finger-f****d on my lap, do you? This tight cunt is gripping me so f*****g good, squeezing my fingers like it wants them to stay buried in there forever. You like that? Like riding my hand while your parents sit right there pretending everything’s normal?”
I nodded fast, too scared to speak louder, but my hips star
