Jared POV
I was officially dead.
Cause of death, my mate.
I had no idea she had literally nothing under the shirt I gave her until she snuggled into me and pressed her juicy ass into my dick.
Damn, I got as hard as a nail.
All thoughts of sleep left my mind and now I was wide awake, internally telling my dick to calm down enough for me to not stab my baby girl In the back with it.
This was torture.
This was absolute torture.
But thankfully my baby girl was oblivious to my struggles and slept peacefully.
Well that's what I thought.
Before I could make a move, Zina turned over towards me and got on top of me straddling my hips as her hands rested on my chest.
"I can't take it anymore". She panted, her face was flushed and her eyes were wide as they bore into me.
