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My back bows, arching up and off the bed.Oh. Oh, shit.I had no idea someone else’s mouth would feel that good on my skin. Just right and perfect and— “More,” I pant. “The other one.”

“Excuse me?” He growls and grazes me with his teeth. “Where are your manners?”

I flush with heat, the correction turning me on. “Sorry.”

“How do you ask for something you want?”

“Please. . .”

He grunts and moves over immediately. I’ll have to remember the power of that little girlish plea. The nipple he was just loving gets cold, sensitive, and wet in the air, but as if he knows what I need, he covers that breast with his hand and pulls the other one into his mouth.

My thighs press together, then flail apart. I grind my hips up, looking for something hard to rub against, because oh, that, ohwow, I think I could come like this. “Ford.”

He doesn’t stop.

I press my hands to his head and cry out his name again, and suddenly his other hand is between my legs, cupping my pussy through my panties. His fingers are perfect, flat and broad and strong against my clit, and I’m flying, coming apart as he pulls my breast deep into his mouth.

ChapterSix

Ford

Suddenly Neely is comingin my arms, and if I had any hesitation before about claiming her, it’s gone.

Nothing has ever felt this right. Not even close. I’m so fucking glad I didn’t try this with anyone else—never shared my darkest fantasies with anyone else— because these whispered words don’t feel dark with Neely.

Not here. Not in my bed, not when she’s that responsive to my mouth and my hand over her panties.

My perfect, innocent little girl. My grown-up Neely.

Mine.

My woman. I waited for her, even when I didn’t know it would beher. And now I will be whatever she wants, however she wants, for the rest of her life.

She falls back to the bed, face flushed and eyes bright, then she reaches for me, and we’re kissing again.

My girl likes to stroke her tongue against mine and be a little bossy with her mouth. I haul her on top of me and let her play. My cock strains as she nips at my lower lip and licks at the corner of my mouth before sealing us together again, swallowing my groans.

Against my belly, I feel the damp press of her panties. Her first release has made a mess, and I want to lick it up. Show her how good a mouth can feel on her cunt, and then teach her how to lick Daddy, too.

“Baby, slow down.”

She lifts her head, her mouth swollen and pink. “I like it when you call me baby.”

“Yeah?” Fuck. Good. I grip her hips and guide her ass against my cock. “I’ve wanted you to be my little girl for months now.”

The tip of her tongue peeks out like she’s caught it between her lovely teeth. “Ford?”

“Yeah. . .”

“I want to be naked with you.”

“I want you naked, too. I want to give your sweet pussy a kiss next.”

She wiggles in my grasp. “I want you to be naked, too. First.” She pauses a beat, her eyes sparkling. “Now.”

“Bratty demands, huh?” I lift her off me, her little tits wobbling as she flails her arms and laughs. “Sit here and be a good girl for me, then.”

She kneels beside me and watches my midsection as I notch my thumbs into my sweats and push them down.

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