Olivia's POV
Christopher broke the kiss suddenly, looking down at me with a wicked glint. His hand slid under my dress, pushing the fabric up around my waist.
"Ah ah ah," he tsked when he felt the lace of my panties. "What do we have here?"
"I..." I trailed off as his fingers traced along the edge of them teasingly.
"I told you no undergarments today, darling."
"I haven't been wearing them all day, I swear! I just... put them on a little while ago."
"You know better than to disobey Daddy's rules."
The way he said "Daddy" sent a shiver of arousal through me. I bit my lip, trying to think of a way to appease him.
"I'm sorry, Daddy," I breathed, batting my eyelashes innocently. "I was just... getting a little cold out here. I didn't mean to disappoint you."
His fingers slid under the lace, caressing my sensitive skin. "Oh, I'm sure you can think of a way to make it up to me, can't you, baby girl?"