Page 115 of Almost Rotten
“Are you the only one allowed to call him that, Little Nuisance?”
It’s a double-edged question.
One I don’t have a particularly strong answer for.
My cock twitches every fucking time she says it. That’s got to mean something, right?
“Lower down and spread your legs wide on Daddy’s lap,” Mercer instructs.
Ah, shit.
My dick jerks so hard I’m afraid I’ll pull a fucking muscle.
Sawyer does as she’s told, her naked body draped over me with her back to my chest.
“Just like that.” Mercer spreads her legs wider and hooks them around my thighs. “She looks so fucking good in your lap, Noah.”
Sawyer drops her head back against my shoulder. “Take a picture for Daddy,” she mewls. “Please. I want him to see.”
My heart stops, then starts again. Fucking fuck.
What in the world?
What the fuck is happening right now?
“Noah?” Mercer cocks a brow in the light of the fire.
“Fuck,” I groan, my thoughts a jumbled mess. “I mean, yeah. Do what she says.”
I’m half panicked but so fucking turned on I can’t think straight.
“Give me your phone,” Mercer commands.
Right. Yeah. Good idea.
I fish it out of my back pocket and hand it over.
When I resituate in the chair, I boldly caress Sawyer’s curves, my hands landing greedily on her breasts.
“Wait,” Sawyer breathes out on a gasp, startling me. She rolls her head, her gaze doe-eyed and glassy. “I want you to put it in. Please, Daddy. Let me warm your cock while Merce takes our picture.”
I won’t deny her anything.
Which is how I find myself pulling my dick out of my pants, lining up with her sweet little pussy, and sinking into her nice and slow as I continue to palm her tits.
“Got it.” Mercer stashes the phone and sinks to his knees in front of us.
“Sawyer, you know your safe words. Noah, say ‘harmonica’ if you want me to stop. But I fully intend to eat this cunt until she’s milking the cum right out of you, Bee Daddy.”
There’s a teasing bite to his tone.
It’s so fucking hot my cock pulses of its own volition.
Sawyer leans back, trusting me to take her weight and support her.
Always, honey.
Always.
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