Page 10 of Destiny

And when she goes to pull it away, I stop her and continue sucking and licking it. She moans in pleasure.

“Twenty minutes, you said?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh, I can do plenty in that amount of time.”

“Prove it.”

I take her by the underarms, hoist her onto the counter, and kiss her long and slow at first—my fingers tangling in her mane of hair.

Then, I unbutton her jeans and scoot her legs out of them. We continue kissing, but I move her underwear to the side and start pleasuring her . . . first by rubbing her clit but then by inserting two fingers inside of her.

The sounds she makes in response are like music to my ears—especially when she yells my name.

“Oh, Marco! Marco!”

After she comes, I say, “Now, let’s see how you taste.” Our lips come close again, and then I nibble on the fingertips that are covered in the natural lubricant her sexual desire for me helped to produce.

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.

The next thing I know, my alarm is going off.

“Damnit!” I yell because it’s so early and because I wish that wasn’t just a dream.

As to be expected, I look under the covers and see that I’m as hard as a rock.

If only Bea was here to take care of that.

Instead, I have to ease the situation with my own hand in the shower. But I imagined that it was hers—with her typically chipped black nail-polished fingers stroking me up and down.

“Oh, Bea,” I say out loud after climaxing.

But several little knocks on the door bring me back to reality.

“Daddy! Daddy! I have to go to the bathroom!”

“I’m almost done, sweetheart.”

“Please hurry!”

“Okay, okay.” I rinse the rest of the conditioner out of my hair and turn the shower off. “It’s all yours,” I say after opening the door, covering myself with a towel.

“Thank you!” Alessia brushes past me in a flash.

We really need a second bathroom.

I get dressed and go down into the dim kitchen to prepare two bowls of cereal for the girls and some oatmeal for me.

Soon, they are both barreling down the stairs.

“Hey! Slow down. You guys are going to get hurt that way.”

“I win!” Aurora announces after making it half a second faster than her sister.

“Oh, man!” Alessia laments.

“Enough playing around. Come eat your breakfast.”

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