Page 45 of Playing By Their Rules

“Hold her down,” Ethan says.

I grab her wrists and bring her arms back behind her. It makes her back arch and her tits press forward. I’m going to need more of this, but I want my hands free to appreciate the bounty in front of me. “Ethan, can you grab a scarf?”

He nods and strides into my bedroom. I hold Maisie’s hands behind her and lean forward so I can suck on her nipples. She tries to rock back and forth again, but I tighten her to me so she can’t move.

“Be a good girl and hold still,” I say.

She whimpers. “I’m trying to behave, but I can’t help it.”

When we finally let her come, it’s going to be explosive.

Ethan returns to the living room. He isn’t carrying only a scarf, though; he also has a packaged sex toy, lube, wipes, and condoms.

“Wow, soldier,” Maisie says with a giggle, “did you raid the armory?”

His mouth twitches in a faint smile. “Might have done.”

She tries to see the items in his arms, but he holds them just out of her view. Her humor turns into suspicion. “What, uh…what all did you get?”

“You’ll see.” He stashes the packaged toy off to the side, careful to hide it beneath a throw pillow. Then he tosses me a condom.

I shove down my pants and don the rubber while he ties Maisie’s hands behind her back with the silk scarf.

“Feel okay?” he asks her.

She nods. “Yeah, it’s fine.”

“Yeah, it’s fine, Daddy,” he corrects. “We’re taking care of you, angel, and I want you to remember who we are tonight—we’re your daddies.”

“Okay, Daddy,” she says.

“Good girl. Now let me watch you put your other daddy in your sweet little pussy. Then I’m going to wash our new toy and I’ll be right back.”

Ethan and I watch as Maisie maneuvers herself, hands-free, so my cock is at her entrance.

“That’s good, very good,” I say. “That ticklish feeling will be taken care of soon. Now sink down onto it.”

“It’s so big,” she says. “I don’t know if I can.”

I know we’re just playing, but fuck if I don’t love the sound of that. “Just try for Daddy,” I say. “Do your best.”

“Okay…” Her voice is full of uncertainty, despite the mischievous smile on her lips.

Slowly, so slowly, she lowers down, impaling herself on my dick. Her snug heat envelops me. It’s too good. I suck in a breath, hold it, count back from ten slowly so I don’t fucking come right now.

Ethan palms his cock over his pants. “That’s hot, angel. You look so good perched up on his cock like that. Does he fill your pussy?”

“Yes, Daddy,” she answers, looking to the side and making eye contact with him.

“Be right back.” He tucks the wrapped package under his arm and goes to the kitchen, where I can hear the tearing of plastic and the sink running. A couple of minutes, Ethan returns, still hiding the newly-washed toy from Maisie.

Her tits are jutting forward. Perfect distractions. I cup them in my palms, rubbing gently before squeezing her nipples.

“Now, let’s talk about what’s on your mind,” I say.

Her eyes get wide. She twists her hips from side to side, seeking movement. “What? I don’t want to talk, I want to fuck.”

I clamp my hands on her hips. “We’ll do both, baby girl. Multitask.”

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