Page 36 of Daddy Issues

He folded over me, the muscles of his chest and thighs twitching with apparent anticipation, the heat from his bare chest warm against my skin. I bucked back, so that my tender ass raked against his denim and his erection. Jester nipped at the back of my neck, my ear.

“Tell me what you want, little slut. Put on a show for Puck.” He used the words Nadine had chosen, but from his mouth they sounded hot and not shameful. “Make him want us to fill you all the way up.”

He bit my shoulder sharply, then sucked the sore skin between his lips before standing again. I was wet, trembling, and unableto form words. Never, in my entire life, did I want to be filled with cock so bad.

I caught Puck’s gaze, his head tilted ever so slightly to one side in the pale light, his eyes heavy. He kept his elbows propped on the arms of the chair, fingers threaded together over his chest, not touching me. No matter how hot Jester was, how good what he did to me felt, he’d never do the things to me Puck could with one look.

I’d never want anyone that much. The thought ripped through everything I felt and sank, molten and heavy, to the very core of me.

“You heard him,” Puck said so quietly I almost didn’t hear him over the roar of my pulse in my ears.

“Done this before?” I teased, nipping at Puck’s cock through his jeans, and earning a smarting slap of the belt from Jester.

Puck leaned forward on his knees, face close to mine. “Nope.”

In this, I was his first. Which was so hot I had to close my eyes against the surge of desire.

“More.” I gulped in cool air as my skin tingled. “Jester, more.”

He obliged, swatting the belt back and forth against my ass. I lost count of how many times. The burn coursed through me until I was panting and gasping, until my orgasm was so close I pressed my face into Puck’s lap and groaned so loud it was almost a shout. His cock jumped a little beneath my face.

When I reached between my thighs to touch myself, to stroke my throbbing cunt that ached to be filled, Jester smacked my hand away.

“No.” Then he chuckled. “You want to come, baby?”

I nodded vigorously against Puck’s lap.

“Good fucking God, she’s so god-damn wet.” Jester traced his fingers across my slit.

Then there was the sound of fabric slipping away and plastic tearing. The top of his cock pressed against my opening. Thebelt slipped around my neck, pulling tight as he simultaneously filled me with his cock and jerked my body back by the leash he’d created. I arched, moaning and holding my breath.

I had a brief glimpse of Puck leaning forward before I closed my eyes against the onslaught of sensation. Jester didn’t fuck me easy, using the belt to pull me back against him, he pounded into me. Then he’d release the pressure, allowing me to gulp for air, before pulling it tight again.

Then Puck touched me, his fingers twisting my nipples, the electric shock of pain and pleasure that only he knew how to give me. Jester fucking me hard, pulling all the way out, then back in, was enough to drive me mad. But Puck touching me, teasing me, was too much.

My first orgasm rocked through me as I trembled on my knees, fighting for breath, clutching at the belt. I shook with it, crying out with a choked scream.

“Good girl,” Puck said, taking the belt from Jester. “I’ve got something for you.”

Anticipation laced yearning tore through me as Puck dropped the belt and undid his own.

Jester clung to my hip with one hand and let the other clutch one burning ass cheek, while still fucking me…relentless.

I fell forward on my arm as Puck slid his zipper down. My mouth watered, my body shook anew, and I nuzzled at the opening, moaning when my lips briefly touched soft skin.

When his cock popped free, I groaned, thrusting back to meet Jester. I knew what Puck wanted, what I needed. He’d made me come twice. Now it was my turn.

I wrapped my lips around the tip of him. The silky skin over hard throbbing muscle was the most delicious contrast. I clutched at his denim clad thighs as my body undulated against him.

Jester pumped hard, forcing my mouth farther onto Puck’s cock. The big guy groaned, wrapping his fingers in my hair, twisting and knotting it around his hand. As his cock slid down my throat, my eyes watered.

Fast and faster, Jester fucked me. Desperately, I sucked Puck’s cock. Both things at the same time overwhelmed me, until everything around me was taste and feeling, excitement and pleasure. It built until I felt myself letting go again, the pressure building. I bobbed as fast as I could on Puck’s dick, his erection seeming to swell in my mouth, his hips jerking now.

Jester reached between my thighs, twisting the little ring on my clit. The bolt of pleasure shot through me. I came again, gripping tight to Puck’s thighs, sucking hard.

As my body quaked from orgasm, Puck ripped my head back with a groan, jerking me up over his lap.

Something warm and sticky shot across my breasts. I smiled as he came, too, exactly as I’d asked him to. Our gazes caught as Jester jerked behind me, then fell back against the bed.

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