Edge of Surrender

DANTE’S POV.

I stood beside the large bed and watched her writhe.

"Daddy..." Genevieve cried out for help. Her hands reached out, grasping the empty air before finding my wrist and holding on tight. "Daddy... please make me cum. Please."

She cried out in agonizing frustration. I loved it. I loved every single second of it. The helpless sight of her thrashing on the tangled sheets sent a massive