Chapter 55. Bind Me, Big Daddy

Ava

The beat shifted again, slower, filthier, a nasty reggaeton rhythm that made the whole floor vibrate.

Red lights pulsed like a heartbeat. The crowd around us melted into shadows; it was just him and me now, the giant and the girl he’d decided to hold.

He didn’t ask.

He just turned me with one smooth twist of his massive hands, my back to his chest, and locked an arm low across my stomach, palm splayed wide, fingers almost touching both my hips at once.

I felt the heat of him through the thin straps, felt the hard line of his cock pressing against the small of my back, thick, heavy, impossible to ignore.

I didn’t fight it.

I dropped low, thighs spreading, ass popping out, and started twerking like my life depended on it. Slow at first, controlled, letting the cheeks clap against his jeans on every down beat.

The dress rode higher with every bounce, the rings and straps did nothing to hide me. His hand slid lower, cupping one