Page 112 of Melt For Us, Daddy
“I believe we should.”
Jacob
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Wrapped in a towel, his hair still dripping, Jacob stared down at the outfit waiting for him on the bed. It wasn’t the brand-new black slacks or the deep red of the button-down shirt throwing him off, though he had blushed a little when he’d noticed they hadn’t given him any underwear.
No, his reservations were focused solely on the black leather straps with the silver buckles laying beside the rest of the outfit. Pinching the leather between his fingers, he raised them into the air, twisting them this way and that.
“How the heck do I put this thing on?”
“Why don’t you let us help you, baby boy?”
Turning at the sound of Cordelia’s voice, he nearly choked on his own tongue at the sight of them.
The crimson of Ivy’s corset matched his own shirt almost exactly, and it was paired with a fluffy black skirt that left most of her legs bare. Her hair was down, soft curls falling down around her bare shoulders. Glitter sparkled along her cheekbones and she’d done something to her eyes that made them look impossibly large, but other than that she looked like her usual, beautiful self.
And the only reason he was able to tear his gaze away from her was to look at Cordelia.
Gorgeous fucking Cordelia. Her entire suit was black, other than the silk shirt beneath her jacket which matched his own. Her hair was swept up in a high ponytail, every hair slicked back away from her stunning face. Unlike Ivy’s sweet, natural look, she’d added shades of gray and black around her eyes, giving them a sultry, catlike appearance. Red the same color as their clothes slicked her lips.
They were complete opposites. And he craved both of them like he craved his next breath.
“Holy shit.” He whispered the words before he even had time to really think them, and heat rose to his cheeks. “Sorry, I just mean… No, I meant what I said. Holy shit, you both look incredible.”
Giggling, Ivy stepped forward, sliding her arms around his waist and tilting her head back to stare up at him. “Thank you, Jakey. You’re so sweet. Now it’s your turn to get all dressed up.”
“But first, we have some… accessories.”
There was something in Cordelia’s voice that had the hair on the back of his neck standing on end. “Accessories?”
“Mmhmm,” Ivy said, her eyes dancing with excitement. “The towel has to go, though.”
Before he even had a chance to protest, she’d whipped the towel away from his body, leaving him bare to them. Purely on instinct, he moved his hands in front of his crotch, but Ivy swatted his backside hard enough to make him yelp.
“Hands by your sides, baby boy.” It was Cordelia who spoke, that lethal something still in her tone. “You don’t get to hide from us. Ever.”
“Sorry, Ma’am.” And although it felt like his face might actually erupt into flames, he forced his hands to his sides.
“So sweet. Isn’t our boy just the best, Daddy?”
“He sure is, blossom. But we have a problem.”
Every nerve in his body came alive at her words. “Problem?” he asked, mortified when his voice cracked like it had when he’d been a teenager.
“Yes, baby boy. A problem.” Stepping forward, a wicked smile curving her lips, Cordelia ran a fingertip down his chest, leaving a line of fire in her wake. “You see, we can’t give you the pretty new accessories we bought when you’re so… excited.”
Down, down her fingers went, until they brushed over his hard, aching length. “Oh.”
“Mmhmm. Which means we’re going to have to do something about this.” Gripping his cock, she gave it a hard tug, and he wasn’t quick enough to smother the whimper that bubbled up in his throat. Without breaking eye contact, she continued to stroke him as she spoke. “Ivy, you’re going to help our boy get ready. On your knees, blossom.”
Ivy eagerly sank to her knees in front of him, and when he looked down to find her grinning up at him, looking like some kind of fairy princess come to life, his knees nearly buckled.
“Eyes on me, baby boy.”
At Cordelia’s soft command, he tore his gaze away from the woman at his feet, once again losing himself in his Daddy’s emerald eyes. Because in that moment, Cordelia was all Daddy. He didn’t know how he knew, couldn’t have explained the difference if his life depended on it, but the truth of it echoed in his very bones. “Ma’am?”
“You keep your eyes on me while our Ivy girl sucks you off. I want to watch your eyes while she makes you come. Understood?”
