SIXTEEN | SIX DAYS

2087 Words

Alaia POV “Perfect. Now let’s begin.” My breathing was ragged and rough. I could hear my blood rushing through my ears and smell my juices that were freely running down my thighs. Xander was right; being blindfolded had caused all my other senses to compensate for the loss of sight. I felt Xander move to stand directly behind me. I wanted him to touch me so badly. “Spread your legs; just a little bit wider.” I did as I was told, and my legs were shoulder-width apart. “Perfect. You’re such a good girl. Do you want daddy to touch you, baby?” “Yes, please, Daddy.” I felt Xander’s fingers lightly brush along my right hip. The contact caused the usual sparks to shoot through my core, but because of the skin to skin contact, they were so much more intense. Xander reached out and swept

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