Page 39 of Daddies' Little Troublemaker

“So, he could look outside any second. He can see….” My words trail off as he curls his finger upward inside of me.

Caleb turns his head, a grin on his lips. “Good. The first time, I had to watch. Now it’s his turn.”

“But I…” Does this break Lincoln’s and my agreement to stay out of each other’s way?

“You want to stop?” Caleb pulls back. “We can stop. But I guarantee, if he watches, it’s because he wants to. And all three of us will think it’s hot.”

I press my lips together. It would be hot. The very idea of him up there watching and captivated by what he sees, unable to look away, is turning me on even more. Besides, Lincoln’s not going to watch. He told me flat-out that we’re supposed to avoid each other. He doesn’t want anything to do with me. If he happens to peer outside, he’s going to move right the fuck on.

“Should we keep going?” Caleb asks.

Meeting Caleb’s eyes and seeing his pupils wide with lust, I nod.

“Tell me you want this,” Caleb says, crawling up my body. “Let me fuck you raw while Lincoln watches.”

“Yes, I want this,” I say, loving the way his skin caresses mine as he moves. His lightly hairy chest brushes against my tits as he lowers his mouth to mine. Reaching between us, I unlace his shorts.

He leans up so he’s on his knees in front of me. His green eyes rove my body while he shoves down his swim trunks. I push them down his legs with my feet, my eyes on that tantalizing cock the entire time.

Cupping my pussy with his hand, he says, “Fuck, doll, so hot and wet. You got Daddy so hard for you. I can’t wait to bury myself in this cunt.”

“Yes,” I moan.

I can’t believe we’re doing this. Right out here. Where, if he looked out of the house, my step-uncle could see us. It’s dirty and wrong and so, so good.

“Look at me when I fill you up,” Caleb says, kissing my mouth.

I stare into his eyes while he guides himself to my entrance and presses inside. He rests his forehead against mine and we both gasp as one. The connection, the fullness, is incredible.

“So good, so fucking good,” he says, pulling out slightly before pressing back in. “You all right, doll?”

I can only nod and wrap my legs around his waist, tugging him closer. I thought this would be a quick, meaningless fuck, but the way he’s touching me, the way he’s looking into my eyes, makes it feel like there’s so much more to this.

He lifts one of my legs and drapes it over his shoulder, spreading me wider for him. The angle allows him to go deeper when I’d already felt so full.

“Yes,” I moan.

“So pretty,” he says, still watching my face. His hand comes up to rest at my throat. “Play with your tits while I hold your neck, baby doll.”

My nipples are extra sensitive as I tweak them with my fingertips. Most of my focus rests at my throat, where Caleb’s large hand covers me. He doesn’t squeeze, and I can tell he’s holding back, but it’s still incredible.

Hips pumping to meet his thrusts, I can feel myself getting hotter and hotter. Everything is amplified with his hand at my neck. All I can do is watch his face, his expression of pleasure and intense concentration as he slowly moves within me.

“So good,” he says. “Lincoln’s a fucking fool.”

I’m not sure what he means by that, but it doesn’t matter because he shifts slightly, and now the base of his cock drags over my clit with each thrust.

“Yes, right there,” I say, my voice a whimper. “Please.”

“Mmm.” He closes his eyes. “Say it louder, Evie.”

Maybe he likes begging the same way Lincoln does. So I raise my voice. “Please, right there, keep doing that.”

“Who are you asking?” His gaze is hot as he searches my face.

“I’m asking you, Daddy.”

His strokes quicken. “I need to hear it louder.”

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