Sammy (little smut)

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Y/n Pov-

Babe, where's my black heels?!" I yell down from our bedroom, trying to get ready for the event Sammy has. I was wearing a short black laced up dress, I had my makeup done, and hair curled. I walked down the stairs seeing Sammy sitting in the kitchen at the island bar and my heels on the table. I walked over to grab them and Sammy turned around. 

I looked up at him and flashed a smile before slipping my heels on, he bit his lip as I bent over my ass cheeks close to popping out. I stood up and looked at him, "Change." He said flatly. I gave him a confused look, "Huh?" I ask. He looked irritated. "Go change now, that's too short to wear in front of people, you're mine."  He said as he smirked, walking towards me gripping my hips seeing how to see through my dress was. 

He licked his lips and started to breathe on my neck, I slipped out a moan as he gripped my butt. "Why? Babe, it isn't that bad." I stuttered. "Cause baby girl, I am not afraid to rip this little dress off you and fuck you right here." He whispered in my ear, my core started to get wet, I whimpered in his ear.

 "Please, daddy.." He groaned and looked at the clock, "Babe we got like 20 minutes and I'm not gonna be able to punish you that quick." My legs got weak and I held onto him and he chuckled, slipping a hand under my dress feeling how wet I was. Moving my panties to the side slowly running his fingers up and down my core, gazing over my clit making me shuttered and beg for more. 

He slipped 1 finger in slowly pumping, hearing me whine and beg was what he loved. "D-daddy" I moaned as he slipped his finger out of me licking them clean.  "Time to get to the event baby." He laughed walking down the stairs and hurrying to the car, letting me walk to the car waiting all night for more.

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