Sweetly Tempted. Part 8

Jay's POV

She uncrosses her arms and turns on her heel, angrily flipping her hair behind her shoulder. She glances back at me and hisses, “Fine, Daddy.”

I go completely still.

Layla’s eyes widen, and her mouth parts slightly as her breathing speeds up.

Hearing her call me Daddy unleashes something inside me. It’s like a match on kerosene. I burn all over.

I'm on her in an instant, snarling and growling at her like a rabid beast as I hump her pussy through her cheerleading skirt. “You've been a very bad girl.” I grab handfuls of her ass and pull her tighter against me as I continue to ride her through our clothes. “Walking around in this cheerleading outfit all day, driving Daddy crazy like a nasty little cock tease.”

Layla gasps, but I don't know if it's from revulsion at my filthy words or because she likes it. I’m too gone to care. “I bet your virgin pussy is sopping wet, isn't it?”

She whimpers and presses herself closer