Page 128 of Melt For Us, Daddy
Hopefully Daddy let Jacob fuck her soon, otherwise she might actually burst into flames right there in the middle of the room.
Judging by the smirk on Cordelia’s face, she knew exactly the effect she was having on Ivy. “Luckily for you two I’m feeling generous tonight. But if it happens again, I’ll have to get mean. For now, I want to watch while my sweet little subbies help each other out of their clothes.”
Turning her attention back to their boy, Ivy reached for the buckle on his harness, sliding the buttery soft leather through the silver clasp. Beneath her hands, he trembled a bit at her touch. Power unlike anything she’d felt before rushed through her as she let her hands wander, caressing every inch of his chest before she popped open the first button of his dress shirt.
“Ivy…” Her name was a sigh, full of need and want. “Please, Ivy, hurry.”
“What’s the rush, sweet boy?” Giggling at the pained expression her words inspired, she planted her hands on his chest and shoved him lightly backward so that he fell on their bed. “We have all night, don’t we, Daddy?’
“That we do, blossom. And I plan on taking my time with both of you.”
A quick glance to her right revealed that her Daddy had stripped out of her dress shirt and bra, leaving her standing there in nothing but her slacks, her heavy breasts swinging free. Now that she knew exactly how those breasts felt in her hands, how sweet they tasted, her mouth watered at the memory.
But first, she had a job to do. Daddy wanted them naked, and the urge to please, to be a good girl, overshadowed her own desires. So she continued her slow exploration of their boy’s body as she unbuttoned his shirt, leaving his beautifully chiseled chest bare to her gaze.
“You’re so pretty,” she said with a sigh of her own as she slipped the silky shirt down off his shoulders.
“So are you.” Strong, huge hands slid up her bare legs cupping and kneading her ass. “I could just watch both of you all day. It’s hard to believe you’re all mine.”
“And you’re all ours. Lean back, sweet boy, so I can get these pants off you.”
He obeyed immediately, and damn if she didn’t get hit with another wave of that intoxicating power. Never before had she ever wanted to have this kind of control over someone else, and she knew in her bones she would never want it with anyone else. Only her boy, and only with her woman guiding their movements. Because as much as she enjoyed the power, what she loved even more was knowing that no matter how much control she might have over him, she still belonged to her Daddy. They both still belonged to their Daddy.
She took her time stripping his pants off him, and by the time she’d removed every stitch of clothing, he was panting for breath, his chest rising and falling with the effort as she ran her hands up over his bare thighs. In the cage, his cock had swollen, not enough to be fully erect but enough to make it clear the effect she was having on him.
“Poor baby boy,” she cooed, using that same falsely sympathetic tone her Daddy so often used with her. “Does it hurt, being locked up like that?”
“No, Ma’am. It’s, um, uncomfortable. But not painful.”
Looking over, she let her gaze rake over Cordelia’s naked form. She’d already put on her strap, and the sight of her there, stroking the surprisingly lifelike cock between her thighs had saliva pooling in Ivy’s mouth. “Daddy, can we let our boy out to play now?”
“We can let him out when you’ve followed my instructions.” With that wicked grin Ivy loved and feared in equal measure, she raised a brow as she continued stroking her cock. “You’re still wearing far too many clothes, blossom.”
Right. She’d been so focused on getting Jacob naked, she’d entirely forgotten about herself.
Pushing up to her feet again, she turned around, moving her hair to the side so he could access the strings on her corset. “Help me out, baby boy.”
A moment later came a tug as he loosened the strings and she nearly groaned when his fingertips brushed over the bare skin above her corset. It was an erotic little dance, the gentle tugs and pulls as he slowly freed her from the device.
And when she bare from the waist up, he ran his fingers over her back, sending lovely little jolts of pleasure arcing through her veins. “Does this hurt?”
His tone was so full of worry, she nearly melted at his feet. “No, baby. I know it looks painful but if you do it right it’s really not.” Turning back to face him, she grinned. “And I love the way it makes my tits look.”
“I love the way they look right now.” Color bloomed on his cheeks as he gave her a sheepish smile. “Am I allowed to say that?”
“You can give me all the compliments you want, sweet boy. But if I hear you saying anything like that to anyone who isn’t me or Daddy there will be hell to pay. You belong to us and don’t you ever forget it.”
“Never, Ma’am.”
“Good boy. Now, get me out of this damn skirt so Daddy and I can fuck you the way we’ve been dreaming of.”
Jacob
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Never had their orders been as easy to follow as Ivy telling him to get her naked. In a flash, he had her skirt and the pretty red panties she’d worn beneath it down to her ankles, leaving her beautiful, lithe form bare.
“Such a good boy,” Cordelia crooned, and when he looked over to find her completely naked but for the straps around her hips holding a worryingly large cock in place, his own member tried to swell within its cage. But as they had all night, the thick metal bars prevented him from actually getting hard, leaving him frustrated and wanting as he watched her approach, her heavy breasts swinging with every sway of her hips.
