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Jenna

Alice trailed her fingers back down to my pussy, circling my clit slowly.

My eyes fluttered, head flopping back down against the pillow as I moved my hips quickly, chasing my orgasm.

I was so close.

So fucking close.

Every time I came to the edge, though, she pulled me back.

I gripped the blankets, panting as she worked my pussy.

The sound of her finger-fucking me blended with the sound of my cries and groans.

It took every ounce of control to keep my thighs spread, my hips moving to the rhythm.

“Fuck,” I groaned.

“Please. Please, Daddy.”

So close.

So?—

Alice pulled her fingers free again and this time, I felt a wave of frustration so potent that I scoffed.

“You’re so mean.”

“I can be meaner if you keep the attitude up.”

I couldn’t help but pout again.

I sat up, my hair tumbling down my back as I reached for my own pussy.

If she wasn’t going to?—

Alice swatted my hand.

“I don’t think so.”

“But I’m so close?—”

“You know exactly how to get what you need, but you keep insisting on being a brat. Have you forgotten who your Daddy is? Have you forgotten who is in control here?”

A shiver rolled up my spine as I held her gaze, pulling my hand away and keeping my legs spread for her.

Alice leaned forward, pushing her fingers inside me again as her lips met mine.

I melted against her, fully submitting.

Every muscle in my body relaxed.

My resistance was futile, especially when it came to her.

“Please,” I rasped between our kisses.

“Please, please, please let me come. Please let me. I’ll be good. I’ll be good for you, I’ll do anything for you.”

I rode her fingers faster, pleasure building and building.

She nipped my bottom lip, the sharp pain coupling with the euphoria flowing through me.

My pussy clenched around her, my breaths shortening again.

“Please,” I cried again.

“Please.”

“I’ll let you come,” she said.

“Thank you,” I gasped, moving my hips faster.

“Thank you, Daddy. Thank you, thank you— ah !”

My head tipped back as I was finally given my orgasm.

I cried out, my body shaking as I came for her.

I gasped, falling back against the bed as the waves subsided, gratitude filling me along with a deep, well-earned satisfaction.

“Good girl,” she whispered.

I hummed, opening my eyes with a lazy smile.

Alice kissed up my body until she stretched out beside me.

I rolled over onto my side and rested my head on her chest, listening to her heart beat.

She stroked my head, holding me as I settled into the afterglow.

I’d missed this.

I’d missed her.

It had been too long since someone held me.

The vulnerability of it hit me and I sucked in a breath, looking up at her.

“We’re not finished yet, right?” I whispered.

“Of course not. We have all night.” She kissed the top of my head gently.

“And I want to please you too.”

“Oh really?” she teased.

I swallowed hard and nodded.

I wanted to make her come.

I wanted to serve her.

“Can I touch you, Daddy?”

Alice tilted her head to the side and then nodded.

“Yes.”

Excitement was a hot flame burning through me as I sat up, kissing her chest and then breasts.

She let out the softest moan as I teased her nipples, sucking each one.

I was desperate to give her the same pleasure she’d given me.

She knotted her fingers in my hair, guiding my head down lower.

My lips left a trail of butterfly kisses over her soft stomach as I moved down to between her legs.

She readjusted herself, spreading her thighs as I brought my tongue to her clit.

Alice let out the softest sigh, followed by a moan, as I started to tease her, sucking her clit and warming her up.

I smiled against her pussy.

She was just as wet as I was.

“Good girl,” she panted.

“Are you gonna make Daddy come?”

“Yes,” I said between licks.

She held my head down, keeping my mouth on her pussy.

My eyes fluttered as I inhaled her scent, the taste of her drowning me in waves of lust.

I lapped at her, listening for every sound she made, knowing that I was obeying her command.

She wanted me to make her come, and so I would do anything to get her there.

“Fuck,” she sighed.

“Good girl. Keep going.”

Her praise washed over me.

I preened under her words, running my hands along her hips and stomach as I dragged my mouth lower, pushing my tongue inside her.

Alice groaned, her hips bucking.

“Make Daddy come, baby girl,” she commanded.

I moved my tongue in and out of her, burying my face in her pussy as I rubbed her clit with my fingers in rapid circles.

Her voice grew louder, her hips rolling against me as I brought her closer and closer.

I knew she was there, knew every sign from her body.

I couldn’t think of anything else that made me feel this way.

I loved serving her, loved touching her.

I maintained the same relentless motions until her voice rang through the room, her pussy flooding against my mouth.

I kept going as she orgasmed, moaning against her.

“Fuck,” she gasped, melting against the bed.

I sat back, licking my lips and grinning.

“Was that good, Daddy?”

She opened one of her eyes to look at me.

“What do you think?”

I giggled as I stretched out my body on top of hers, resting my head on her stomach.

Her hand settled on my head, both of us soaking up the connection.

My eyes stung as the thought of having to leave tomorrow came up.

I didn’t want to go.

I just wanted to stay with Alice.

There were times I thought about running away from it all.

I loved being a singer and I loved writing songs, but I didn’t love some of the other parts that came along with the career.

I couldn’t complain about it either.

I had more money than I could have ever needed and everyone knew my name.

Well, mostly everyone.

“I can feel your brain going a thousand miles per hour,” Alice murmured.

“Sorry,” I whispered.

“I … never mind. It’s fine.”

“Jenna … Why are you here?”

“I needed to come home,” I said, my throat burning.

“I needed to get away from everything, even if it were only for two days.”

She hummed, massaging my head.

“I’ve missed you,” I whispered so softly, I hoped she didn’t hear me.

But she did.

“I’ve hated you, you know. It’s been years and I’m still not over you.”

“You have every right to hate me.”

“I said I’ve hated you, not that I hate you. We’re in bed together, aren’t we?”

I laughed, and wiped my eyes quickly before any tears could fall.

“I got everything I dreamed of, and it’s not enough. None of it is enough. I’m worried my next album isn’t going to do well. I can’t write a new song to save my fucking life. Every show feels like a chore. I …”

“You sound burned out, baby girl.”

I squeezed my eyes shut.

She always had a way of cutting right to the core of what was wrong, and those were words I feared.

Burned out.

I was beyond burned out, but there was no getting off the wheel without wrecking my entire career.

“When do you have time off again?”

“I don’t really,” I said.

“But I guess a couple months in the fall.”

“Come visit me.”

Shock registered and I lifted my head, looking up at her.

“What?”

“Come back to Citrus Cove,” Alice whispered.

“Take off a couple months. Get some fresh air. You can call it a writer retreat or whatever. Who knows, maybe you can write another song about us that will go viral.”

Guilt and shame made me start to get up, but she held me in place.

“Stop,” she sighed.

“I didn’t mean it like that.”

“I’m sorry,” I said, tears filling my eyes.

“I’m sorry every fucking day.”

“The only thing I’m sorry about is that we didn’t hang on.”

“Me too.”

Alice’s expression softened.

“This is why we weren’t supposed to talk about the past tonight.”

“It’s hard not to.”

She gave me a dry smile.

I relaxed against her again, letting out a long breath that left me deflated.

The thought of having two months with her later this year was possibly the only thing that would get me through the next few.

“Are you sure? About me visiting. I don’t want to overstep or …”

“I’m sure,” she said.

I was silent for a moment and then nodded.

“Okay. I’ll let my agent know. We’ll make sure I’m here. I’ll need to keep a low profile, though.”

She snorted.

“Baby, this town is small . I doubt anyone will bother you here.”

“Haven’t there been like killers here or something?”

Alice grimaced.

“Well, yeah, there’s been some weird shit. But I’m sure you have nothing to worry about.”

“Are you going to protect me?” I teased.

She wrinkled her nose, but smirked.

“Protect. Praise. Fuck. You know, the important things.”

All my tension melted away as I giggled.

“Deal.”

Alice glanced up at the clock on the side table.

“Oh good. We still have a few hours left.”

I raised a brow.

“Does that mean we’re doing more?”

“I did promise all night, didn’t I?”

“Yes, you did.”

She cupped my face, tipping my chin.

“Then get back down on your knees, baby girl.”

“ Yes, Daddy. ”