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Daddy issues?

Camille's POV

My eyes snapped open at the loud sound that filled my ears. My phone. I was so exhausted. Tonight had been so damned good. The teasing, his hands, the torture. I groaned as I struggled to sit up. I doubted any of our sessions had lasted this long.

My ringtone registered in my head, and my eyes widened. Wait a minute. The only person who could be calling me at such an hour was my father! He had probably found out that I had snuck out of the house.

"Well shit," I mumbled, struggling to get off the bed. I walked to the living room with the bedsheet clutched to my chest, where my phone rang to see Hazel hadn't left yet.

He stood tall and proud with my bag in one hand and my phone in another. He had worn his clothes, and I wanted nothing more than to peel them off and beg him to take me as hard and fast as he could.

"You're still here?" I said, sashaying over to him.

He nodded blankly, squinting as he stared at the device in his hands. "Yours?"

"Considering we're the
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