Begging Daddy to Touch Me

VALENTINA

I sat quietly on the plush, oversized sofa in Viktor's luxurious living room, staring blankly at my trembling fingers. I wore nothing underneath the large button-down shirt that belonged to him. The expensive fabric engulfed my small frame, wrapping me in his lingering, masculine scent. It smelled like rich cedar, expensive cologne, and sheer, unfiltered power. Earlier, he had knelt bef