𝐆𝐨𝐝'𝐬 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐋𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫 ~ ❖ 𝐃𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐘’𝐒 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐃❖

It’s almost humiliating how calm he sounds.

His voice is smooth, even, not a single waver in it as he speaks into the phone. Like he ain’t got his cock buried to the hilt inside you. Like he ain’t grindin’ his hips slow, deep, makin’ sure you feel every thick inch stretchin’ your little pussy open.

You try to move, to twist away, but Boothill’s got a hand on the back of your neck, holdin’ you down against the mattress, his palm firm and unyielding. The other hand? Holdin’ his damn phone to his ear, havin’ a conversation like this ain’t nothin’.

“Mmhm. Yeah, I’ll be there in an hour.” His voice is steady, casual. “Just gotta finish up some business first.”

You whimper, your walls clenching around him involuntarily, and that earns you a sharp thrust, deep enough to steal your breath.

Boothill don’t even flinch. He don’t miss a beat.

You try to hold back the next moan, but he’s mean—drivin’ his cock into you slow, makin’ you take him, makin’ you suffer for whatever sin you committed today. His free hand slides down, pressing against your lower belly, feelin’ himself inside you.

Your eyes squeeze shut.

He muffles your sounds with his fingers, pushin’ two between your lips, holdin’ your jaw open as he continues his conversation like he ain’t rearrangin’ your guts.

“Yeah, that deal’s still on the table,” he murmurs, voice deep and amused as your tongue swirls around his digits, hot and wet, drool dribblin’ from the corners of your mouth. “Just gotta tie up some loose ends.”

Your body jerks when he fucks into you harder, rougher, like he’s provin’ a point. The head of his cock hits something devastating inside you, and you nearly sob around his fingers, the sound barely a muffled whimper.

Boothill chuckles, like he knows. Like he enjoys it.

Your body betrays you, hips rolling back into his thrusts, chasing the friction.

You hate him.

You love it.

“You done?” he murmurs into the phone, voice a little tighter now, but still steady, still in control. “Good. I’ll see you soon.”

The moment he hangs up, his hand leaves your neck, fists your hair, yanking your head back so he can murmur against your ear.

“You just don’t learn, do ya, sugar?”

His next thrust knocks the breath outta you, leaves you seeing stars.

And now that he ain’t gotta stay quiet—

Daddy gets real mean.

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