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And it is.
Pink. Shaved smooth. A delicate-looking clit. Lips that glisten with her own wetness. And an opening that looks like it will stretch so good around each of our cocks. It’ll probably protest when we put more than one into it, but training her to take all of us in her various holes will be part of the fun.
Well, it would be, if we weren’t only getting this one night.
I lean forward onto my knees, the silver necklace that I have tucked under my shirt working its way out of my collar. Ignoring it, I lower my face to within an inch of her beautiful little pussy and breathe in deeply, drawing in the scent of her. Fucking delicious.
A feminine noise has me looking up at Emmy. Her pupils are blown wide, and her breathing is rushing in and out of her mouth. “What are you—”
Before she can finish her question, I lick from her entrance, through her lips, and up and over her clit.
“Oh, fuck.”
I nip at her thigh and she squeaks out a noise.
“Watch your fucking language, little girl.”
She nods, eyes wide with shock and confusion. “Yes, Daddy. Sorry, but I just . . . you caught me by surprise. No one has ever done that to me before.”
A flush has risen from her breasts up to her cheeks, and I have to question how good of an actor she is. Has she fallen deep into the scene and is pretending that no one has ever gone down on her before? Or is she telling me the truth? Because, if so, that is a real fucking shame. Oral sex is my nirvana.
Having her tied and bound from the hooks in my ceiling so she hovers over my face, while I eat her out until she is crying and begging me to stop . . .
My cock pulses at the mere thought.
Regardless of whether this is a part of her scene, I decide to play along. I place my hand on the mound of her pubic bone and use my thumb to roll the hood of her clit around in very gentle circles. “No one has ever eaten your pretty little pussy before?”
She shakes her head, eyelids fluttering, mouth falling open once again. “N-no, Daddy.”
Something in my gut tells me she isn’t playing right now.
No.
She’s really never had her pussy devoured to the point that she is screaming for it to stop.
That will have to be rectified, immediately.
“Thank you for telling me, princess.”
Then I replace my thumb with my mouth.
Chapter 16
Emery
I stare down at Angel with my arms bound behind my back, the shock of pleasure from that single lick short-circuiting my brain.
I’m spread completely open for him, with no way to free myself. Pussy, ass, and tits on display. I’m completely at his mercy. Their mercy. Why isn’t he fucking me already? That’s what he is paying for, right? To fuck me?
Why the hell does he want to lick my pussy?
That fucking thumb draws one more circle around my clit before he removes it, and the tension that has been building in my core eases. It leaves me throbbing and needy in a way I haven’t ever felt before. Totally unintentionally, I whimper and roll my hips in an attempt to maintain the contact, but I needn’t have worried because that thumb—that warm, dry, pressure-applying thumb—is replaced by a hot, wet, sucking mouth.
It feels like my jaw dislocates with how far open my mouth is hanging. He doesn’t go in slowly or gently, no. Angel goes in like a man eating his last meal. Mouth sucking, tongue lapping right over my clit, while his hands brace against the underside of my thighs and press my knees higher, opening me even farther for him.
I clench as the overall heat in my core sharpens and focuses all of its fire right onto the ball of nerves being manipulated by this man kneeling between my legs.
Daddy’s hands beneath my knees tighten as I instinctively rock into Angel’s mouth, grinding my ass into the hard cock beneath me. Daddy’s hot breath flows down over my shoulder as he watches his friend eat me out.