All Yours
Falling asleep with his silk tie knotted softly around my throat like a claim.
I shift carefully. Every muscle between my legs aches in the most delicious way, a reminder that last night actually happened. I am sore, sticky with dried cum and juice, and completely naked except for the tie still loosely looped around my neck.
The arm tightens, pulling me back against a hard, naked chest.
“Good morning, little one,” Daddy rumbles against my ear, voice rough with sleep. His cock is already half-hard against my ass.
I whimper softly. “Morning, Daddy.”