Page 78 of Belonging to Them

In fact, the more I read of Sammie Starr’sMy Father’s Best Friend, the more aroused I get.I shift around under the blankets, squeeze my legs together.With a little sigh, I bite my lip and cross my legs.It doesn’t do much to distract me from my increasing arousal.

With a knowing smirk on his face, King looks over at me.“What are you reading, baby girl?”

“Nothing,” I say in a way-too-innocent-to-be-real voice.

“Ella.”Ooh, stern voice.

“Yes, Daddy?”

“Tell me what you’re reading.”

“I’m reading the book you and Daddy Sebastian started reading to me the other day.”

“Is that so?”

I nod.

“Well,” he says, setting down his phone, “keep reading it.”

He pushes the covers from my legs.I’m wearing panties and a t-shirt to sleep in, but something tells me I won’t be sleeping for a little while yet.Especially when King kneels next to me and starts working my underwear off, sliding them down.

“Daddy, what are you doing?”I ask.

“Getting you more comfortable,” he says.“You were squirming, so I thought maybe your undies were too restrictive.”

“Oh,” I say, breathlessly, “thanks.”

“You’re welcome.”He stares at my now-bare pussy, then nudges my thighs apart so he can kneel between my legs.

“Is, um, everything okay?”I ask.

“Well, now that I’m presented with a feast, it would be rude to abstain…” He lowers his mouth to my pussy, his stormy eyes locked on mine.Before making contact, he says, “Don’t you have a book to read, pretty girl?”

I nod and turn my attention back to the words on my phone screen.But how can I focus on stringing letters into words, words into sentences, when King’s breath is puffing against my swollen, wet pussy lips?Impossible.He told me to read, though, so I try to.

I’ve barely found the paragraph where I left off when Kingston grabs my inner thighs and holds them apart.His tongue breaches my center.Soft.So hot.I suck in a gasp, my heart pounding deliciously in my ears.He closes his mouth over me, kissing and sucking.He moves up to my clit and puts a finger inside of me.He very quickly adds another.

“Daddy, yes,” I shout.

“Not so loud, baby girl.Sebastian’s trying to work, remember?”

“Okay,” I whisper, “I’ll try.”

I lift my hips, trying to meet the thrusting of his fingers, but he holds me still with one hand.Everything is slippery, warm, and my body convulses beneath his kisses and touch.I set my phone down—forget the steamy story, because I’m living it, right here, right now.

He lets go of my thigh and coats another finger in my arousal.When he brings it down to my anus, I push out slightly so he can get in.

“Such a greedy little girl,” he murmurs before returning to licking me.

His fingers are in my pussy, in my ass, and his tongue circles and flicks against my clit.It’s no surprise that I come so hard I see stars.And as I do, he continues licking and sucking and pumping those thick fingers, bringing me to another orgasm and another, until I’m squirming away and pleading with him to stop.

He sits up and wipes his mouth on the back of his hand.“Fuck, you taste good, you sweet little girl.”

His cock strains against his boxer briefs.I reach for it, but my phone buzzes on the nightstand.I roll over to look at the screen.Gianna’s calling me.

“I have to answer,” I say to Kingston.“It’s Gianna.”

“Of course.”He rests a hand on my knee and gives me an understanding grin.