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McKinley whimpers and gags as I shoot load after load into her mouth. It's obscene how much I come. She shivers against my chest, flicking her tongue over the head as she pulls back, gasping for breath.

She's a fucking dick-sucking master. Seriously, she deserves a goddamn gold star. Fuck that, I'll buy her a legitimate medal. A trophy. Anything she fucking wants.

She tilts her head, grinning up at me. Her cheeks are pink and it reminds me that my fingers are still buried in her pink little pussy.

"Come on up here," I bark. It's unintentional, but McKinley shivers. My fingers slip out of her as she moves to kiss me. My hand splays over her back, pulling her tits over my chest. She tastes like me and it has me growling in response. She pulls back and her chest heaves.

"Spread your knees wide and kneel on the pillows. Hands on the wall and push your pussy out," I tell her, sliding back and out of the way.

McKinley's eyes get wide. "I'm too big to ride your face like that Vince," she whispers, biting her lip.

My hand fists in her hair as my other hand makes contact with her perky ass. "No talking back, sweet girl." My tongue fucks into her mouth like I want to do with her cunt. As I pull back from the kiss, I catch her eyes. She nods.

I slide around behind her, helping her follow my instructions.

"Do you know how badly I want to fuck up into you right now?" I growl, kissing my way across her shoulder. "My cock is leaking. I'm aching to get inside you."

McKinley nods, but I'm not fucking her yet. I want to savor this. Her hands rest on the top of the headboard and her knees are spread wide enough, so I slide my head up under her pussy and pull her hips down.

I wrap one arm around her ass, holding her in place and feast on her cunt. She's got my mouth watering and my cock desperate to fuck, but I bury my tongue in her hole and work her over.

She's not shy as she grinds over my mouth. I love that she doesn't have an ounce of shame about chasing her pleasure. My free hand wraps around my cock, working it as I move from her clit to her hole. Her thighs start to shake and she floods my mouth with her cum. I don't stop, sucking each lip into my mouth and diving back into her hole.

McKinley shivers and whimpers.

"Too sensitive," she groans, trying to climb off my face. I growl into her pussy and she trembles. I jerk myself off, spilling all over my stomach as I drink up every drop of her candy-sweet cunt.

Walker lets out a low, feral growl from somewhere in the room. His citrus scent floods the air, and I'm guessing he enjoyed the show as much as I loved participating.

McKinley climbs off my face and cuddles up to my side. Walker tosses me his towel as he slips into boxer briefs. I wipe off my cum.

"Holy fucking wow," McKinley whimpers against my chest. "And to think I was dreading being in Tennessee."

Walker and I share a look. We know her father is a fucking dick. He's a problem, no doubt about it. But as I hold her to me, I realize I'm even deeper than I thought. I won't let anything happen to her. Not on my watch.

Chapter Twenty-Six

Baby Love McKinley

"Did you tip them off?" I ask Issac as we exit the airport. There are about a million paparazzi lining the path to the SUV.

"We sure fuckin' did." Dexter tosses an arm around my neck. "I'm gonna kiss you now," he whispers against my ear.

Tipping my face up to his, Dexter kisses me in full view of the cameras. His hand wraps tightly in my hair at the base of my skull and he uses the leverage to pull my face back after a few seconds.

"Yeah, let's make sure they get that look on your face," Dex whispers against my lips. He grins into my mouth, brushing his nose against mine. I swallow, trying to figure out what the hell is happening. Issac comes up behind me, kissing me on the neck.

"If you're done putting on a show," Vince grumbles, "the car is loaded."

"Don't be pouty," Dexter says, chuckling. "You can get in on the action, too. I'm sure we can give the old fuck a heart attack if we really put some effort into it."

An awkward laugh bubbles out of me.

"Hell, these pictures will probably send his blood pressure through the roof," I say, grinning at Dex. "But if you want to give it the old college try for the whole shebang, then why not?"

Issac chuckles darkly. The paparazzi snap away.

"Come on, McKinley," Vince says, extending a hand to me. "I'll help you into the car."