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Elliot

Holding Tinsley close to my chest, I patted her diapered bottom as she took her bottle. “I’m so proud of you, Teenie.”

She raised an eyebrow at my comment, but didn’t say anything, probably because she didn’t want to let go of her bottle. “I’m proud of you for figuring out how to help us all communicate tonight. Papa and I didn’t know Tifton was a Daddy, or that he had lots of Daddy friends. I think he was nervous to tell us and we were a little nervous to ask.”

“Papa was a lot of nervous to ask,” Tyler said, coming to sit on the bed with us. He looked so sexy in his gray sweatpants.

“But you used your brain and your heart to help us and it was beautiful,” I added once I’d stopped admiring his muscled frame.

She smiled around the nipple of the bottle. Tyler reached over to stroke her cheek. “Why are you so cute?” he asked, playfully.

“Don’t get her hyped up before bed, Tyler,” I scolded.

“So cute,” he said, completely ignoring me.

Little giggles were already bubbling out of Tinsley’s chest.

“So cute that I feel like maybe…” he trailed off as he tapped his chin, “maybe I need to eat you.”

Pulling the bottle out of her mouth, I set in on the nightstand knowing what was going to ensue.

“No!” she squealed.

“Yes. I think that if you are that cute, you must be soooo tasty,” he said, drawing out his words.

“No! I’m not tasty! I’m Teenie,” she said, patting her chest in that exceptionally cute way of hers.

“I think I need to eat you right… here!” He said, pretending to take a bite of her arm. “And maybe right here,” he said, biting her belly this time.

She giggled and rolled around on the bed trying to escape him and despite me telling him not to hype her up, I wouldn’t deny them such sweet moments.

“Maybe here,” Tyler said as he nipped her booty.

“No! Not my butt, Papa!” she shrieked.

“Oh, yes. I think a booty cheek will be most delicious,” he said, nipping her again. “So tasty.”

“Which booty cheek tastes the best?” I asked.

“Hmmm, good question. I need to sample both.”

“No, they’re both the same amount of tasty!” Tinsley tried to crawl off the bed, but Tyler grabbed her ankle and dragged her back to him.

“Maybe I should check just to be sure.”

“No!” She was giggling so hard it was only a matter of time before she gave herself hiccups.

He nibbled one side and then the other. “Hmmm, I can’t tell, Elliot.”

“Maybe you should check again?”

“What a wonderful idea. I’m glad you’re more than just a pretty dick.”

I snorted. Smartass.

“Dada, help!”

“Oh, I wish I could help, Teenie, but watching Papa eat you is one of my favorite things. I usually like it when you’re nakey, but this works too,” I teased.

“Oh, I really like to eat her when she’s nakey too,” Tyler said. His eyes darkened for just a second, before he grinned wickedly. “Yes, Papa would very much like you to do that.” He flipped her over and stripped her jammies and diaper off.

“Much better,” Tyler said.

“No, Papa!” Tinsley said, still very much enjoying our game.

“Yes, Teenie.”

Tinsley slapped her hands over her pussy, making me chuckle. “Do you think that’s going to stop Papa?”

“Yas, huh!”

“You’re very wrong, babygirl,” Tyler said, grabbing her wrists and moving her hands above her head. His large body pinned her to the bed.

He kissed her neck before working his way to her nipples next. “These look so delicious.” Sucking one in his mouth left her much less giggly. “Papa,” she cried, wiggling under him.

“So fucking delectable.”

I popped the button on my jeans, and reclined back against the headboard to enjoy the show in front of me.

“Look, you’re turning Daddy on so much he had to unbutton his pants,” Tyler told her before sucking her other nipple into his mouth. His long fingers worked the other one between his thumb and middle finger.

Tinsley lifted her head a small bit and our eyes met. “I’m already hard, baby. I love seeing you and your Papa together.”

Fuck me. When her sweet body pinked from her embarrassment, my cock twitched in my shorts. Her shyness was always such a turn on.

***

Tyler

Tinsley wiggled under me and I enjoyed the possessive feelings it gave me. “I love you, sweet girl.”

“I love you, Papa,” she whispered, her warm breath fanning against my face. Dipping my head, I took her mouth in a sweet kiss. She tried to pull her hands free, but I shook my head before releasing her mouth. “Papa likes you being trapped under him.”

“I wanna touch you,” she said.

“I know,” I said simply before running my hand down her belly and to her folds. She was soaked. “You’re so wet for Papa.”

“Yas, huh.”

“Elliot, can you help me out?”

“I would love to,” Elliot said. He moved from where he was sitting to crawl up the bed.

“Can you hold our Little girl’s hands above her head while I taste this sweet pussy? It’s dripping for us.”

“No, Daddy,” Tinsley cried, tugging her hands again.

Elliot grabbed her wrists in one hand and pressed kisses to each one. “I’m sorry, baby, but I think Papa asked for my help.”

“No help!” she argued. Her words ended in a moan as I opened her up and took a lick of her cunt.

“What’s Papa doing, baby?” Elliot asked.

She tugged her wrists.

“Answer me, Teenie,” he demanded.

“Nuuu,” she whined.

“Tinsley Kate,” he warned.

I traced around her clit with my tongue and she cried out.

“Please, Papa!” she begged desperately. I wasn’t sure she even knew what she was asking for.

“Do you want me to keep eating your sweet pussy?” I asked.

“Yes, Papa!”

“Then tell Daddy what I’m doing to your sweet body.”

“He’s licking me, Daddy,” she cried, tugging her hands again.

“Where, Teenie? Daddy wants explicit details.”

“My clit. He’s licking my clit,” she cried in frustration.

Sliding my fingers into her weeping channel, I closed my mouth over her bundle of nerves and sucked before tapping my fingers against her g-spot. She exploded around me before I was even aware she was that close. Her alluring moans turned into the sweetest whimpers and I worked every bit of pleasure out of her.

“Good girl,” Elliot praised, dipping his head to kiss her before releasing her hands.

Climbing up her body, I kissed her mouth. “That was beautiful, Teenie. You’re so fucking sexy when you fall apart for us.”

She wrapped her arms around my neck. “Thank you, Papa.”

Elliot and I helped her sit before I grabbed her sippy cup from the bedside table and gave it to her. She took several long sips before grinning cheekily. “Your turn, Papa!”

“My turn?” I chuckled, feeling the most relaxed I had been in months.

Elliot lifted his head and looked at me in the most carnal way. Suddenly my heart kicked up a notch and I knew something very powerful was going to happen.