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Eloise stopped immediately and moved so she was right by Rosie’s head. “Yes, baby girl?”
“Can we…can we not use edible paint on my…my…”
“On your clit?”
She nodded.
“It’s okay darling, it’s lube I’m painting your clit with, and I’m using a brand new brush.”
Rosie breathed a sigh of relief. “Okay, good, I just…delicate PH balance and…”
“Of course, baby girl. You green now?”
“Yes Daddy, green green green.” And that brush was back there, painting insistent slow strokes across her clit.
It was almost as if Eloise had decided to torture her into an orgasm, and Rosie was convinced that she’d never get there, or that the slightest movement would cause her to slip over the edge and accidental ruin, but she was a canvas, and canvases didn’t move.
“Close your eyes, sweet thing.”
She closed her eyes, ever obedient. Something, she wasn’t sure what, washed over her. A breeze perhaps, but the window was closed, what was…?
And then the sound of Eloise’s breath ghosting across her body.
Glitter. Eloise was decorating Rosie with glitter so that she’d sparkle and shine for her.
And then that breath moved lower, across her belly, the top of her clit until she could feel the warm breath above her pussy.
She waited. Nothing happened.
She almost moved her head, but remembered she was a canvas. “Daddy?”
“Yes, baby girl?”
“I, what are you doing?”
“I’m waiting for you to say please.”
Fuck. “Please,Daddy.”
Damn if Eloise didn’t eat pussy like it was a national sport. Hertongueand hermouthand thesuction, holy crap Rosie might just expire here on the bed. Covered in edible paint and ready to give up everything for an orgasm.
As soon as she felt it approach, Eloise backed off and Rosie shot her such a look that had Eloise laughing. “Okay, okay, baby girl, how about I let you come?”
“Ifyou don’t mind,” said Rosie, and then she laughed. Not a giggle, a deep, belly laugh, and as she did, Eloise slid two fingers inside her pussy and sucked on her clit hard and Rosie came laughing. Wave after wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her and for the first time in her life, instead of crying out her pleasure, she laughed it out.
Pure joy.
Delight. Everything she needed all at once.
Eloise added another finger, and then a fourth, fucking her fiercely through her climax straight into another one, and then another. Pleasure cresting again and again, her laughter continuing throughout it all. And when she finally fell back against the pillows, utterly spent, Eloise climbed up to kiss her with Rosie’s own desire painted on her lips.
“You,” she said weakly. “You.”
“Yes, baby girl?”
“I need you to come, please Daddy. Please.”
Eloise smiled. “Anything for my baby girl,” and then she discarded her tracksuit bottoms, and lay on her back, curling Rosie on her side, and pressing the other woman’s fingers to Eloise’s pussy.
