CHAPTER 163

  Olivia's POV

  I could feel Christopher's cock pressing against my thigh through his pants, hard and insistent. My pussy ached for him to fill me up, but he seemed content to tease me for now.

  "You're so fucking hot like this," he murmured against my skin. "All spread out and needy for Daddy."

  "Please," I whimpered. "I need you."

  "You'll get what you need," he promised. "But not until I'm ready."

  I groaned in frustration, squirming on the bed. The blindfold made every touch feel more intense, more electrifying. Christopher's fingers danced over my skin, teasing the edges of my bra before finally slipping it off. The cool air hit my nipples, making them harden almost instantly.

  "Such beautiful tits," he murmured appreciatively.