She was breathing heavily, but managed to slowly lick his middle finger clean. She sucked it lightly. He let out a low moan when she did the same to his index finger, but with more pressure. They held each others gaze for a long moment while she sucked and licked his finger. His moans get way to growls, deep in his chest.
“That’s enough of that.” She knew what was coming.
She let go of his finger and pulled him close to kiss her. So they could both taste her sweetness. She bit his lower lip again, hard. He growled dangerously and quickly brought his hand to her throat once more and squeezed. His grip lasted a lot longer than before, causing her vision to blur. She was lightheaded from lack of air. Mercifully he released her after a few moments.
“I told you, you are not in control here,” he said with an ominous tone.
“Yes, daddy.”