We go to the couch. I sit down, and Maisie drapes herself over my lap. Her back bends in a smooth arch. I run my hands over her skin, soaking in the warmth, the softness of her.
Leaning toward her head, where her hair drapes to the ground, I give her ass a little pat and say, “Maisie.”
“Yeah?”
“I love you.”
She starts to lift up her head, probably to say the words back, but I yank down her panties and give her a swift spank to her bare skin.
She yelps, so I spank her again.
“Daddy,” she says on an exhale.
Ethan stands a few feet away, blue eyes glittering. He’s as desperate as I am to lay hands on this girl. Our girl.
“There is nothing,” I say, “absolutely nothing in this world that could make me stop loving you, that could make me stop wanting to take care of you.”
I spank her again and again, feeling her skin start to burn, watching her ass turn light pink, then dark pink. She squirms at first. She even kicks her legs in the air behind her, trying to get leverage that isn’t there.
Ethan comes over. He yanks off her panties and then holds her legs down. I take my hand away and he gives her a couple of lazy swats, but then he sits back, admiring our work.
Maisie’s breathing has gone from rapid to deep and slow. She writhes a little in my lap, trying to get more comfortable, maybe. Or, more likely, trying to rub against my dick. It works. Fuck, I want to be inside of her so fucking bad.
Ethan gets on his knees behind her and spreads her legs apart. I watch as he lightly touches the outer folds of Maisie’s pussy, his fingers gentle as he explores her wetness.
Maisie’s breathing picks up while Ethan touches her. Then he leans forward and puts his mouth against her.
Maisie’s back arches and she moans, “Yes.”
Holding her on my lap, I watch while Ethan eats her cunt, licking and sucking, his eyes closed like he’s enjoying a decadent meal. Maisie moans, her sounds getting needier, higher in pitch, as she gets closer and closer to the peak.
Abruptly, he pulls back and rubs his face against Maisie’s naked thigh.
“No, don’t stop,” Maisie says, trying to twist around to look at us.
I help her off of my lap until she’s standing. She tilts to the side, unsteady, so I keep my hands on her.
“Let’s play a game, baby girl,” I say.
She’s pouting that her orgasm wasn’t given, but the word “game” perks her right up. “What game?”
“The name of the game is: How deep can you take your Daddies’ cocks?”
Her sly little grin nearly undoes me as she drops to her knees. “Okay, Daddy,” she says. “Let’s play.”
23
LOLLIPOP
Ethan
Maisie’s taste is still on my tongue, sweet, intoxicating. My cock is hard and aching as our angel gets on her knees, a wicked smile on her face.
We might be in charge, but out girl has all the power here.
I need her to know something tonight, though. Something important. “Maisie,” I say. “Do you know how long we waited for you?”
“Five years,” she says, frowning a little. “I waited, too.”