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But she wanted to touch him. Show him how much she loved it. How much she loved him for giving that to her. Only she couldn’t move. She couldn’t hug him. Or wrap her legs around him. Or take his cock in her hands.

Sometimes, she wished she knew what it felt like to have an orgasm. She liked the act of sex, but mainly because it was nice to be close to someone. For the short time it lasted, anyway.

It certainly wasn’t because of all those things she’d read in the books about how unbelievable it made a girl feel. She was obviously missing some important anatomical part. She’d never felt anything like that. Never.

Eddie had. But not her. Still, she knew just what to do so Chance would feel good. She should focus on her Daddy and do whatever she could to make him feel amazing, too.

“Babygirl, Daddy asked you a question. Did you enjoy the session we did?”

Great. Now he looked worried. She always messed up everything.

“I did, Daddy. I loved it so much. But now I need these off.”

Chance’s eyes sharpened. He checked to make sure the ropes weren’t too tight and that her circulation was still good. “Are your hands or feet going to sleep? Is something hurtin’ you?”

She wiggled her arms and legs as if he couldn't see the ropes. “No, Daddy. I’m fine. Nothing hurts.”

“What should you do if something’s hurting you?”

Grr! She had ruined the mood. “I say tambourine, Daddy. It's not hurting. But I want to be able to touch you.”

He relaxed and ran the back of his fingers down her cheek. “You will, babygirl. But first, Daddy gets rewarded for doing such a good job. Part of that reward is making you come.”

Oh. Oh no. “Daddy, I have something to tell you. It’s so sweet of you to want to do that for me. But… well… what I need to tell you is, I can’t do that.”

He cocked his head to the side and looked at her as if she’d told him elephants could fly.

“Can’t do what, Gypsy?”

Her cheeks flamed at having to say it out loud. “Come, Daddy. I can’t do that. But I can make sure you do. I promise.”

His brows descended into a scowl. “Who told you that? Did you go see a doctor?”

Oh, for heaven’s sake. “No, Daddy. Of course not. It’s not like I’ll die if I don’t have them.” At least, that’s what Eddie had told her. “The closest gynecologist was an hour away. Eddie said that was a long way for something that won’t kill you.”

Suddenly, Chance grew very serious. “Are you saying you were with Eddie for an entire year, and he had orgasms, but he never gave you one?”

“It’s okay, Daddy. Really. He tried, but it was no use. I’m broken… down there.”

If she hadn’t been trussed up like a Christmas turkey, she’d have scooted to the other side of the bed. He looked ready to murder someone. Hopefully, it wasn’t her.

“It’s okay. Really. I’m used to?—”

He pressed a hard finger to her lips. “Hush now, and let daddyplay. Thank you for telling me that. Now there are no expectations for either of us other than having fun. Do you understand?”

She nodded. “Yes, Daddy. But I just don’t want you to be disappoint?—”

His kiss silenced whatever she was about to say. Ten seconds later, she couldn’t remember why it had been important. She loved his kisses. His kisses made her princess parts clench in the best ways. She only responded that way to him.

He deepened the kiss, his tongue demanding entrance. As it swirled and prodded, her tongue joined the dance, following his every move. He demanded more. She gave him deeper access by tilting back her head. He took full advantage of her move.

She longed to be able to run her finger through his close-cropped hair and clutch his broad shoulders in her hands. But all she could do was arch her back to press her breasts against his chest. The scattering of course hair on his chest tickled her nipples, drawing them to tight points of aching need.

That was new. She had never felt that before. Clutching her hands together so hard her nails pressed into her palms, she trembled.

He drifted from her mouth and trailed kisses along her jaw, not stopping until he reached the sensitive spot behind her ear. He nipped her earlobe, then licked the pain away.

The contrast of pain and pleasure confused her senses. She had never responded like this to a kiss. Was it possible she would be able to reach something she'd never experienced before?