HEATH
I didn’t have a plan for this, but Wyatt jacking the dirty talk up to level ten wouldn’t have been a part of it if I did.
I grunt in appreciation.
Then I lose my clothes and take his place between her thighs.
She’s so little beneath me, and her face is pure innocence. She gives me a shy smile. “I’m a little messy. From Wyatt…”
My cock flexes, straining to get inside her. His seed and all. “That’s not a problem. I’m gonna take you messy, and it’s going to be—as he would say—so fucking hot.”
She giggles, her cheeks turning pink. I stroke my thumb there, just beneath the blush, then trail my hand down her neck to her flushed torso. Jesus, her tits are soft. I stroke her as gently as I can, and she whines.
“You’re not too sore?”
She shakes her head. “I don’t think so.”
“I’ll be gentle.” A proud warmth fills my chest. “Do you trust Daddy?”
Her breath hitches and she nods. Then she spreads her legs wide for me. My balls pull tight at the perfect vision in front of me. Her pussy looks soft, so puffy and slick and hungry for more. Pink lips framed with a light dusting of dark curls. I nudge my cock against her, holding it firmly in my hand as I rock it up to her clit, then down again. Up, then down. On the third rock, she lifts her hips, and the crown sinks inside her.
Her eyes go wide, her lips part. Two cocks in one afternoon. A big day for a little slip of a thing.
“Good girl,” I murmur, leaning forward to cage her in my arms. “You feel incredible.”
“You’re so big,” she whispers.
Wyatt’s hung too, but where he’s longer than me, I take the girth award.
My fat cock is going to stretch her wide open; there’s no way around that. Her little-girl pussy is no match for Daddy, but she wants me inside her and I’ve fantasized about this for months.
I’m not stopping.
I curve one of her legs high on my side, changing the angle, and draw my hips back before sinking into her again. Using the slick from Wyatt fucking her to ease my entrance.
She’s so hot and tight, I can see how he couldn’t hold back, but I’m not an eager young buck. As much as I want to paint her insides white, I’m in no rush.
Fucking Emily is a dream come true. I want to savor her tight, sweet heat as long as I can.
Beneath me, she’s still staring up in breathless wonder. “I’m inside you, pretty girl,” I murmur before I kiss her.
Her eager tongue chases mine, wanting to play. I let her mouth set the rhythm. When she licks me, I rock my hips back. When she retreats, wanting my tongue in her mouth, I give it to her in tandem with my cock in her pussy.
A Daddy and his little who got carried away on the couch, and now we’re fucking in the quiet cabin, nobody knowing our dirty little secret.
Nobody except Wyatt, who’s stroking himself slowly.
Show Daddy…
Would I have told her if he hadn’t brought it up?
I don’t know. But now that it’s out in the open, I’m rejoicing in it.
“Shh,” I growl in her ear, her nipples grazing my chest with each thrust. “You have to be quiet for Daddy.”
She’s a perfect little church mouse, but she nods and presses her lips together.
“Good girl.” I groan as I work my hips faster, fucking her into the couch. “I’ll give you back to Wyatt, full of my come. We’ll trade you back and forth all weekend. Fill you up. I want you in my bed tonight. Be my little girl all night. Let Daddy fuck you, while we’re all alone at the cabin.”