Page 193 of Giddy Up, Daddy

“Is one bottle enough?” Wyatt teased as I moved behind him.

“Still being a smartass,” I chided. “Do I need to delay and get my strap instead?”

“No, Daddy.” He plucked the condom out of my hand, and I smacked his upper thighs several times landing each one with precision. Wyatt groaned, immediately surrendering the condom.

“When the three of us are together, I call the shots. Understood?”

“Yes, Sir,” he replied.

“Good boy.” Though he was hard and ready, I took an extra minute to rub my hand along his shaft. I wasn’t gentle and the motion tore a whimpered moan from between his lips. Taking my time, I tore open the packet and sheathed his cock. Kennedy laid there on her elbows, panting slightly as she enjoyed the show. Pulling him to me, I kissed him deeply, hoping my actions conveyed without words how much he meant to me.

“You’re tense. I thought I fixed that already.” I nipped his earlobe. “Go ahead and make our girl feel amazing and I’ll return the favor.”

Wyatt smiled, crinkling the corners of his eyes. He stepped to the edge of the mattress, positioning himself in a way to allow maximum pleasure for Kennedy and give me room behind him. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he entered her core.

“Mmm. You’re so hot, Trixy. I love being buried inside your pussy.”

Kennedy moaned, her nails digging in slightly to his shoulders. “Fuck. You feel incredible. Please keep going…”

Moving Wyatt slightly, I lubed two fingers and circled the tight ring of his ass. “Push out, babyboy. That’s right, just like that.” I inserted one finger, withdrawing it and sliding it back inside. He kept his pace, thrusting in and out of our girl until I added a second finger. He stilled immediately.

“Fuck! It’s been a while, Sir,” he said panting.

“Am I hurting you?”

“No, not at all. Please fuck me now. I’m not going to last.”

Though I wanted to draw our first time out, it seemed we all needed the connection and inevitable release more than I realized. Withdrawing my fingers from his ass, I wasted no more time. Adding more lube to my cock, I pressed the head of it to his entrance. “Breathe, Wyatt.”

He gave a thumbs-up as he continued pumping in and out of Kennedy who had her legs around his waist. Fully breaching his pucker, I let him get accustomed to my size.

“Oh, god, Sir…” He tensed.

“Keep going. You can take it as much as you can give it,” I said, my tone huskier than usual.

Kennedy moaned loudly, her eyes rolling back in her head. Her sounds of pleasure were music to my ears. Watching her hit her peak filled me with satisfaction. “Sir!”

I took her orgasm as an incentive to grab Wyatt’s hips and thrust faster. It didn’t take long for his toes to arch, moans of pleasure falling out of his mouth along with a string of expletivesas he reached an orgasm. I pumped in and out of him, increasing my pace.

“Fuck, Sir,” he said groaning. “Fuck, that feels so good….”

“I’m close. Stay like that.” Thrusting one last time, I came hard. We caught our breaths, uncoupling and collectively coming down from the intensity of our combined lovemaking.

Wyatt let his hair down. “Next time I want our girl to suck me off while you take her from behind. To be able to see every curve of her body as you fuck her. Oh, that would be something. Will you let me, Sir?”

“Only if you behave,” I said, half joking.

Kennedy shifted around, sitting on the edge of the bed. “Have you… can the two of you…”

We both paused to give her space to form her request. When she didn’t continue speaking, I leaned forward kissing her. “What do you want, beautiful? Tell Daddy.”

She blushed, her entire face radiating a gentle glow. “Can you both take me at the same time?”

Wyatt couldn’t keep the grin off his face. “Right now?”

“Shower first, baby,” I reminded him, but amusement filtered through. “We can do whatever you want, babygirl. I look forward to exploring in the bedroom and out of it. That goes for you too, Wyatt.”

“I’m going to start writing down all of the experiences I’ve wanted and haven’t had yet,” he said, his cocky smile replaced with something warmer. Wyatt wrapped his arm around Kennedy’s waist, lifting her with ease. “Ever thought about riding my face while Alden fucks you?”

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