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“Oh, little girl. You should see this pretty little boy fuck hole I’m playing with. It’s so hungry for my fingers, isn’t it sweet boy? Sometime soon, I want to show you what your boyfriend’s ass looks like when it’s stretched around a huge cock, Yasmin. I want you to watch as I open him up and teach him how to take it.”
I shiver at his filthy words, imagining it vividly as I watch the expressions that ghost over Cade’s beautiful face. The pinch of strain as Daddy no doubt pushes him further than I ever did, adding his thick fingers, one by one, to get Cade ready. The ecstasy when Daddy hits his spot, and the bliss of being under Daddy’s control. The desperate need to move, gorgeously restrained at Daddy’s command even though Cade still can’t quite help himself, not fully.
All of it plays out on the face I love more than life itself, and I can’t look away.
“God, Cade, you’re so sexy like this. I love you so fucking much,” I whisper, reaching up to stroke the back of his neck. Needing to kiss him. Taste him. Be fucked right through the mattress by him.
I lean up, yearning for his lips, and Daddy’s voice snaps out like a whip.
“Don’t move. You need to be good for me. Both of you.”
I groan at his words. And I swear, I’m trying, but my body has a mind of its own. Needs of its own. And it knows Cade’s body so fucking well, it knows exactly how perfectly he can satisfy those needs, that without meaning to, I’m already moving, anchoring my legs over Cade’s biceps so I can feel him deeper inside me, tighten around him and take more of his long cock, rock up against him, and—
“Yaz,” he pants, his face dripping with sweat. Then his whole body shudders, and he bucks forward. “Daddy.”
“Is he fucking you? Is his cock inside you?”
“Not… not yet,” Cade groans. “Not with his cock. God, I’m… I’m so full.”
“You’re perfect, sweetheart,” Daddy grunts, sounding strained himself. “Your ass is so greedy to be filled.”
“Yes,” Cade pants. “God, yes.” Then he gasps against some further intrusion and thrusts against me, shaking and jerking in more of those short little uncontrollable jabs, catching my clit on each swing.
It’s agony trying not to move—agony and ecstasy and torture and bliss—and I’m dangling as close to the edge as Cade is, with only half the natural control.
“You like that, don’t you, sweet boy? No one’s ever touched you like this, have they?” Daddy says, feeding Cade more of the fantasy we created. “No one’s ever had this hole, because it was made for my cock. You’re going to take it so well. It’s always been meant for me, meant to be used by your Daddy. Are you ready for it? Are you ready to claim your ass for my own, sweetheart?”
The dirty words and vision of my boyfriend getting well and truly fucked are too much, they drive me past my endurance and break me. I thought there couldn’t be anything hotter than Daddy using me the way he did when he put me on my knees—but there is, and it’s this.
Cade deserves this. Cade needs this. And taking Cade’s cock, looking into his eyes while Daddy murmurs all the filthy things he’s going to do to him in his ear, feeling Cade’s every reaction as Daddy works his hole open through the intimate connection of our bodies, it’s… it’s…
“Don’t move,” Daddy grunts. “I want you both to hold still and be good for me.”
It’s too late. Cade’s face is locked in a gorgeous expression of tortured bliss that I’ve never seen before, completely lost in it, and I… fuck. I want to be good, I do, but he’s so deep inside me, hitting me just right as his thrusts get more forceful and the punched out sounds he makes every time Daddy drives his fingers into Cade’s hole sweep me up and make it impossible to do anything but let it happen.
The burning need to come coils and tightens inside me, growing hotter and hotter until it consumes me. The erotic heat radiates out from my core, and as Daddy murmurs something else to Cade, I tumble over the edge, ecstasy shaking me from the inside out as my pussy tightens around Cade’s cock and my legs lock around his hips, and I scream.
“Daddy.” It rocks through me, pleasure like a tidal wave that leaves nothing in its wake. “Cade, God, babe, just—”
I pull him down to me, shaking with it, and Cade kisses me just as hungrily, just as desperately, as I latch onto him as the waves of pleasure roll through me.
His tongue tangles with mine, and for an endless, blissful moment, I don’t know anything but this.
Slowly, or maybe not? It passes, and I melt down onto the bed, still impaled by my boyfriend’s iron rod of a cock as I luxuriate in the aftershocks of the best orgasm of my life, lazily blinking up at the two of them.
“Did you just come without my permission, little girl?” Daddy asks softly, a possessive growl in his voice that sends another tingle of pleasure right down to my soul.
He knows I did, and another ripple of pleasure goes through my core at the thought of what he might do to me for that. I flutter my eyelashes at him and deliberately put my cutest, most innocent expression on my face, more than happy to egg him on if it means getting some delicious consequences.
“You never told me I couldn’t, Daddy,” I say with a pout.
Cade’s soft laughter at my response suddenly turns into another sexy, needy groan. He buries his face in the crook of my neck, and the way his ragged, panting breaths play across my skin make me think that our Daddy is really good at multitasking.
“I suppose I’ll have to be a little clearer about that in the future,” Daddy murmurs, an indulgent smile playing over his face even as his eyes burn into me like fire over Cade’s shoulder.
Just hearing him mention a future for us makes a giddy kind of joy start to bubble up inside me that’s almost as good as the pleasure still liquifying my limbs.
“Yes, Daddy. I’ll be good for you next time.”
