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“Shh.” He was close and he whispered incoherently to himself and he grabbed a condom and shifted to his knees. “Your mouth felt so good, and I am trying not to embarrass myself.” He slid it down his shaft.
I watched and giggled. Daddy was wrong, his cock twitched when I giggled at it. He stroked it and laid back on top of me. Josh pushed inside of me. A sharp pinch caused my heart to race. It dissipated in an instant and blossomed into pleasure as Josh slowly pushed in and pulled out. He wore a mask of concentration, but soon he softened and sank into me. My entire system fluttered to life. He felt so good inside of me, like he ignited a flame I thought had been snuffed out. And the pleasure grew and grew.
He sped up his rhythm, while working his fingers between us over my clit. Another eruption approached, but I didn’t think it would arrive, at least not in time. Surprisingly, Daddy kept at it.
“Come for me, baby.” Josh pinched my clit, and a surge rushed through my body, but it dissipated as quickly.
“I don’t think I can.” I rocked my hips to meet his thrust. “It’s okay. I want you to feel good.”
Josh gripped my chin.
“I feel amazing, being inside of you.” He kissed my lips. “But you know what would feel more amazing?”
“What Daddy.”
“You coming around my cock.”
I didn’t know if it was his words or the look in his eyes. The angle of his cock or the pressure on my clit. I suspect it was more of the love in his heart and the promise from his soul, but it set something off deep inside of me.
We came together in that moment in more ways than one and I knew I was going to be okay.
EPILOGUE
TINLEY
After our nap, we woke up. Our stuff was strewn all over the floor. Casualties of our ‘nap’.
I finished up our packing while Tinley and Rayna had to have one last secret meeting of the clan before we headed to Vegas. I picked up on one part of the strategy session. It involved ropes and tying Tyler up and tickling him until he admitted he was a little and would join their clan. I felt sorry for the kid. We finally managed to wrangle two fidgety littles and their prospect Tyler in the car before it got too late.
We take off and get an hour into the flight before we both got tired of the nonsense and encouraged them all to get some sleep.
“It’s all really your fault, Daddy,” Rayna said after the third time getting up out of her seat to tell Tinley something. “If you two weren’t besties, we probably wouldn’t be besties, but you are besties and we’re besties and that’s the way it’s supposed to be.”
“Little girl, if you don’t sit your little butt down and close those eyes, I’ll?—”
“Oh no, Mr. Kyler, don’t threaten to take my bestie away from me.” Tinley pushed the covers off and stood up. I grabbedher by the waist before her outstretched finger poked someone unintentionally.
I pulled her onto my lap.
Kyler growled and sighed.
“I would never take your bestie away from you.” He opened his hand toward Tinley.
“Promise?” She placed her hand in his and shook it.
“Promise.” He settled back. “But I will start handing out spankings for littles who don’t behave.”
“And no ganging up on Daddies.” I blew a raspberry on Tinley’s neck. “This is not a democracy.”
“It’s a dictatorship,” Rayna whispered.
Tinley slapped her hand over her mouth as if she wasn’t the obstinate one who let the words slip.
Rayna scanned the cabin. Her eyes grew wide when they landed on Kyler, who was not smiling.
“A benevolent dictatorship.” She bit her lips. “That’s a thing, right?”
Kyler growled again and stood up. He held out his hand and Rayna took it.
