Page 55 of The Buzz: Vol. One


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He tsked at her while continuing to torment her by toying with her nipples, tightening his grip on her throat and mouthing her neck.

“I don’t know. Not sure you’re ready for that, Devy. You might not be wet enough and I don’t want to hurt you.”

Eric barely kept from snorting when she stomped her foot and whined impatiently. He was desperate too and the way her hips were creating friction on his sensitive dick was enough to make a grown man cry but he knew his role in this game: to be in control, both of her and himself. So he’d bite back his own desire, or hell, just bite her. That worked too.

Devy cried out when he sunk his teeth into her trapezius, and squealed when he delivered a firm smack to her ass.

“Don’t throw a tantrum, baby. Use that fine vocabulary I know you have.”

She’d offered to help Cosima study for her GED when she’d learned Hudson and Ian and Ryker’s little girl was trying to earn her degree, and she often came home with new words or facts she’d learned.

It was the sweetest thing to watch her tutor the younger woman, the two of them with their heads bent over books spread over the dining table or the kitchen counter when they worked here, a glass of juice for Cosima and a mug of tea for Devy. He knew the picture was much the same when Devy went over to the loft.

Plus his babygirl loved to visit with the Del Bosques and spend time with the girls, distracting Calla and Yasmin so Sable could get Briar and Hyacinth bathed or fed in peace, or cuddling the twins so Sabes could spend some time with her big girls. Precious.

Devy’s generosity made him glow, and the way she and the boys had so easily become part of his bigger family at Hive made him more content than he’d ever thought possible. Seemed like Logan was going to take a part-time job helping out at Del Bosque’s this summer when he wasn’t at lacrosse camp, and Chase had latched onto Ian which wasn’t surprising since Ian was basically a kid in a grown man’s body.

He was pretty sure too that Chase had a crush on Cosima while Logan got flustered and awkward anytime Twyla came around and he couldn’t blame them. They were both beautiful, big-hearted women and it was normal for kids to have crushes.

Eric on the other hand, only had eyes for his wife. Yes, he still played with other littles at the club and had the littles clinic on the weekends, but that was for fun and community. Devy was his whole life, the core of his heart. And at this moment, his beloved was huffing in frustration.

“Daddy, I’m ready for you. Promise. Please, please. Can’t you check? You’ll see.”

What was he, going to say no to getting into that sweet, slick cunt? Not a chance.

He grabbed the wedge from beside the bed and then urged Devy over it, before fishing the cuffs out from under the mattress. The sturdy foam propped her hips up and put her pretty pussy and the tight pucker of her asshole on display.

Yeah, he was going to fuck her and pump thick spurts of come into her belly, but before that, he was going to taste her. Devy’s glistening cunt was impossible to resist and he couldn’t refrain from licking his lips in anticipation as he bound her wrists and ankles, got her all spread out and helpless.

Eric stood at the foot of the bed, drinking in his fill of the view before dropping to his knees and burying his face in Devy’s pussy. She was already swollen and wet as he knew she’d be and he loved the taste of her honey coating her most sensitive skin. How she bucked against his mouth as he licked and suckled her little pearl of a clit and tongue-fucked her until she was pleading with him again while tugging at her restraints.

He pushed his thumbs into her pussy and angled his head to keep tonguing her, only stopped to raise his head and tell her, “Come on, Devy baby. You’re gonna come for me. I want your sweetness all over my face. That’s it babygirl, give it to me.”

Only seconds later her internal muscles clamped down on his thumbs and pulsed around them while her moisture gushed into his mouth and his buttercup cried out and shook through the waves of climax that gripped her. So impossibly sexy and sweet, it blew his mind that this perfect woman was all his.

“That’s it, Daddy’s got you. What a good girl you are for me.”

Chapter Three

Eric left her panting and trembling still tied down with her bottom in the air, laid down next to her, stroked and nuzzled her until she’d regained some semblance of consciousness. Of course he also kissed her neck and her shoulders and worked his tongue into her mouth while she could still taste herself on him.

She shouldn’t have been able to be interested in orgasming again so soon but there was something about the act that was so carnal and erotic that she couldn’t help it. And this time, she wanted him inside her. Pounding away until he flooded her with his seed, until she could be cuddled in his strong arms and she asked the universe that this time, this time would make her a mother again.

Devaney was trying to be patient, she really was, but it was hard when she felt her biological clock ticking and the extra obstacle of her endometriosis. Plus spending so much time with the Del Bosque family was wonderful and she adored every single one of them—including Rhodie and Marigold—but sometimes she came home to Eric and cried because she wanted her own infant to cradle in her arms and not someone else’s.

Eric was of course patient and sweet with her and intellectually she knew they would have children, no matter how because Eric had promised and he always kept his promises. Her heart, though, hadn’t quite received the memo.

And she knew it was foolish because she’d love any child equally no matter how they came to her but she’d loved being pregnant with Logan and Chase, loved the special bond of having them grow and move inside her, and she wanted it again. Greedy little thing, just like Daddy said. But he meant about her sex drive not her desire to have more children and she knew it.

Not that she wasn’t always a word or a touch from him away from begging for him to fuck her. She totally was. Was maybe feeling that way right now with that special kind of ache deep inside that couldn’t be soothed with anything but a good hard fuck.

“Please, Daddy?”

She batted her lashes at him and that cocky grin tipped up one side of his full mouth. Never failed to make her heart squeeze how handsome he was. My goodness.

“Please what? One orgasm isn’t enough? Lord, baby, you’re going to tire me out.”

Pfft, she would do no such thing. She didn’t know how he did it but her daddy, Eric, could see a week’s worth of patients, help her with the boys, see to her, keep up with his friends, manage to squeeze in workouts and never seemed harried. It was very impressive and she had her suspicions he was only sort of human.

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