Page 53 of Playing By Their Rules

“I kind of want to make her stay there, holding her ankles,” I say.

“Tempting.” Chance shakes his head. “I want her next to us, though. Maisie, baby girl, come on over and sit with your daddies. Let’s watch this movie.”

She stands up. Her face is red, but she keeps her balance as she walks to us. I love watching the expression on her face as she tries to walk with the plug up her ass. Aroused discomfort. Fucking gorgeous.

Chance gestures to the place between us. “Have a seat, Maisie.”

She puts on a brave face, I’ll give her that. “Yeah. Fine. No problem.”

That plug has got to be hitting her in strange places as she slowly lowers herself to the couch. She sucks in a deep breath at one point and lists to the side. I hold out my arm, helping to guide her down.

A grateful smile flashes on her face and she says, “Thanks, Daddy.”

“Any time, angel.” Pointing to the screen, I say, “Have you seen this movie before?”

“No, I don’t think so.”

“Well, let’s be quiet and let you watch.”

The vibe in Maisie’s ass hums beneath the soundtrack of the movie. I put my arm around her so she can snuggle into my side. Chance rests his hand on her leg. There’s no denying that we feel possessive as fuck about this girl, even when she’s right here between us, no one else in the world in sight.

The movie plays on, our intrepid spy shocked to discover that his longtime partner has switched allegiances and is now betraying not only the hero, but their entire government. But there’s no time for the hero to brood over it because the turncoat is escaping with an encrypted file which, if it falls into the wrong hands, can bring about the destruction of society as we know it.

And that’s about as far as I get, because watching Maisie try to watch the show while the plug vibrates in her ass is far more entertaining. Will the hero save the world? becomes a far less important question than How long will Maisie last before she jumps on my cock?

Interested in helping her along, I move my hand from her shoulder to her breast. She inhales sharply as I pretend to watch the film while I absentmindedly run my thumb back and forth over her nipple.

Chance moves his hand over her leg, spreading his fingers wide to touch more of her skin. Higher and higher up her thigh he goes, and she trembles between us.

“Daddies,” she says. “I need you.”

I kiss her cheek and say, “Watch the show, angel. That’s what we’re doing right now.”

“No. I need you.” She twists around to put herself in my lap and rubs against me. Her gorgeous tits are in my face. I can’t resist—I lean forward and take one of her nipples between my lips, giving her a hard suck.

Then I carefully lift her off of my lap and set her back on the cushion between Chance and me. Chance puts his hand on her leg in a firmer grip, but he’s holding in a smile. This is fucking fun.

“Daddy,” Maisie says on a whine. “Please?”

“Not yet, angel. We’re still watching the show.”

“I bet Mikey would’ve fucked me as soon as I asked him,” she says, sticking out her tongue.

“You didn’t just say his name,” Chance says.

“What, Mikey?” she asks, her voice bratty. “Mikey wanted to fuck me. Mikey wouldn’t make me wait—”

“That’s it,” I say, reaching over and hauling her over my lap, bending her over my knee.

She squeals in surprise as my hand makes a sharp smack against her ass. Chance watches with an amused expression.

“Listen, you little delinquent,” I say, spanking her again, “that asshole’s name is not to come out of your mouth again tonight, or we won’t let you come for a week, you understand me?”

“I understand,” she says.

“You’re getting thirty spankings for your impertinence,” I say.

“Okay.” Little brat sounds like she’s smiling.

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