“Please what, Felicity?” Nathan’s voice was rough as he kissed the curve of her breast, his beard rasping against her skin. “Tell me what you want, baby girl. Tell Daddy how you want him to make you feel good.”
“Please stop teasing me,” she gasped. Her hands gripped his hair, her body trembling with need. His voice was dark with lust as he pressed her for more.
“How am I teasing you, Felicity? Tell me where.”
“Damn you, John!” she cried out, overwhelmed by the pleasure. Between Nathan’s fingers playing at her center and John’s lips on her breasts, she felt like she was going to explode. “You’re killing me…”
“No, give it to me,” Nathan growled, his voice sharp with desire. “Tell me what you want, Felicity. What do you feel? I need to hear it.”
She realized then how much he needed her words.
“Fingers,” she gasped as his fingers slid down the slick slit of her pussy. “I need your fingers, Daddy.”
“How do you need them?” he demanded.
“Fuck me,” she whispered with longing. “Fuck me with your fingers, Daddy. Use your mouth on my clit. I’ve dreamed of your tongue there...”
Her words broke off in a cry as his lips began trailing down her body, teasing her unbearably.
“It’s not the same when I do it myself. You make me feel so good, Daddy.”
“That’s my girl,” he growled against her skin. “I’m going to eat you like my favorite treat. Slow and easy. I’m going to lick all that sweet cream and suck on your clit until you’re begging to come.”
Her hips jerked upward as his lips brushed the top of her thigh. His hot breath moved lower until he was right where she needed him most.
Moments later, she felt as though her entire body was about to unravel. A wave of overwhelming pleasure crashed over her as he pressed a searing kiss to her most sensitive spot, igniting a fiery sensation deep within. His lips surrounded the delicate nub for only a fleeting moment before releasing it, sending shivers of electrifying delight rippling through her, promising even more.
“I need you,” she gasped to John, her voice shaky with desire while Nathan continued his relentless attention to her. “I need you both.”
Her breath came in quick, shallow bursts, her face flushed as she gazed up at John. He knelt beside her, his hand firmly wrapped around his length, offering it to her with a commanding tone. “Open your mouth,” he demanded, his gaze intense as her swollen lips parted. “Take what I’m giving you.”
With his other hand, he guided her forward, positioning himself just at the entrance of her lips. He watched her eyes darken as her mouth opened wider, allowing the thick head to press against her. His thighs tensed as he groaned, feeling her soft, warm lips stretch around him, enveloping him in heat.
“Felicity,” he growled deeply, her name a rough whisper on his lips. “That’s it. Keep going. Drive me wild.”
She obeyed, her tongue dancing and swirling, her lips tightening as she took him deeper. The way her mouth worked over him, the tightness, the heat—it was nearly unbearable. His body tensed as he watched every slow glide of her lips and every movement of her cheeks, feeling his need intensify. The urge to let go, to feel the release she could draw from him, was almost too much. But he forced himself to stop, to pull back, even as she protested with a dazed look of hunger.
John leaned down, guiding her onto her back. His lips brushed against hers in a brief, tender kiss. The hum of a vibrator suddenly cut through her awareness, and her eyes snapped to Nathan, wide with surprise.
“What are you doing?” she whispered, her voice trembling.
“Only giving you pleasure, baby girl,” he growled softly, holding the toy in his hand.
“Nathan, please—” she breathed, unsure if she could handle the onslaught of sensation a toy would bring, wishing instead for the hard, pulsing heat of him inside her.
“Oh, sweetheart,” he whispered as he rose, gripping the device firmly in one hand. “Let’s see how wild you can get for me, Felicity.”
Her gaze flickered between him and the vibrator before returning to his face.
“Spread your legs for me,” he instructed, positioning himself between her thighs as he gently pushed her knees apart. Her hands clutched the sheets beneath her as he settled. His strong body loomed over her, determined to claim her fully. His eyes burned with lust as he brought the toy between her legs, the smooth tip pressing against her slick folds. The warmth of her arousal was unmistakable, and she gasped as anticipation thrummed through her veins.
“Touch your breasts,” he commanded, flipping the switch on the vibrator. A pulse of intense sensation radiated from her core, lighting up her nerves in a way she had never felt before.
“Yes, oh God, yes,” she moaned. Her body was slick with desire, and every inch of her throbbed in response. The toy's vibrations heightened her sensitivity, driving her to the edge. She craved more—more of him, more of the intoxicating pressure pushing inside her.
“Touch yourself, baby,” Nathan coaxed as he applied just enough force to press the toy inside her. “Play with your nipples for me.”
Hesitating briefly, Felicity finally released the sheets, her hands slowly moving up her body. Her fingers lightly trailed over her skin in an electric sensation until they reached her breasts. She cupped them, pinching her nipples as Nathan watched intently. The pleasure was sharp, almost unbearable, causing her to cry out.