"Stop." I giggled crawling away from Theo. He grabbed my leg and pulled me to the edge of the bed. As I went to back up he grabbed my hands and held them above my head.
"Are you going to be a good girl?"
"Yes."
He hovered over me with his shirt long gone, exposing his bare chest. His eyes stared into mine with a deep passion. "I want to hear you say it."
"I'll be a good girl, daddy."
He removed one of his hands from restricting mine but still held both of them tightly. His free hand ran down my bare skin and rested on the curve of my stomach. "I don't believe you." My chest arched into him attempting to free my wrists. He held them tighter emitting sparks through my veins.
My covered n*****s hardened when they brushed against his chest. "I will, I promise."
He held my chin ma
