Page 57 of Inked Daddies

I bend down and hoist her over my shoulder, making her whoop and holler.

“What are you doing?”

“Taking what’s mine.” Now that she’s over my shoulder, her dress flutters with every step. I swat her over her flowered panties and march to my bedroom, knowing the guys are rightbehind us. Just a thin layer of cotton between me and every part of her that will make her scream my name. Those’ll have to go.

Just as I cross the threshold, Marie complains, “Put me down!”

She sounds serious about it, so I set her on the foot of my oversized bed. Hugo insisted on them when we moved in here—said normal-sized beds are for normal people, and we aren’t them. I thought it was bullshit, but the bigger-than-California-king beds have been a lifesaver every time we’ve done this.

Though, really, we’ve never done this. We’ve never had Marie in a bed. Feels like another first for us.

She looks up at me with something like wonder in her eyes. Her hand rests on her stomach, and I’m instantly on alert.

“Did I hurt you?”

“No, I don’t think…I don’t think you hurt me.”

I run my thumb along the side of her jaw. “What is it? Too much? Too fast? Are you not…is this?—”

She turns slightly and takes my thumb into her mouth, sucking on it seductively before letting it go with a pop. Then she grins. “I’m good, Sam.”

“You’re about to be,” Trick says as he sits next to her, resting an arm behind her.

“Um, actually, I’d kind of like to try something. If that’s okay,” she says, looking up at me.

“Anything.” And I mean it. I’d do anything for her.

She doesn’t speak. She stares into my eyes from beneath her lashes and reaches up to hook her fingers into the waist of myjeans. Those tiny fingers feel around until she finds the button and flicks them open. “I want to do something I’ve never done before.”

“I’m all ears.”

“I’d rather show you. Hugo said he wanted a show the first night, and I don’t think he got one?—”

“Do not underestimate yourself, love,” Hugo purrs from his perch at the head of the bed. “You put on quite a show that night.”

Even now, unzipping me, she manages to blush from his comment. I don’t know what she has in mind, but I like where she’s heading. Once my jeans are down, my cock springs free, almost jabbing her eye.

“No underwear?” she asks coquettishly. “Naughty boy.”

I laugh sharply once, too taken by this different side of her. “If I’m a naughty boy, then you must be—oh.” Her palm is hot against my shaft, and fuck, it feels amazing.

“Whatever you were about to say, I am,” she says firmly. “Now, you’ll have to guide me. I’ve never really done this. Touched one when it was in my face, I mean.”

I wrap her hand in mine to guide her back and forth along my length. My breath hisses out. “Like this.”

“It feels so different than when it’s inside. The skin is soft, but the rest of you isn’t. The end is darker than the rest. And that vein—it’s so big.”

I swallow. Somehow, hearing her describe my cock so innocently yet bluntly while her hot little hand is jerking me is really fuckingworking for me. “And when you get to the end like that—” My breath stops in my chest. “Very sensitive.”

“The first time you fucked my face, I never really got a chance to explore you.”

“I was too far gone for that.” I’m almost too far gone now too.

“So, if I were to put my mouth on you like this,” she says right before swallowing the head.

It is all I can do not to pop off right then. She’s a quick study, but she can’t take my whole cock in her mouth, so she uses her hand to make up for it. Her lips and hand form a kind of seal as she travels up and down, back and forth. She’s got me cursing like a sailor under my breath.

It’s not an expert job by any means, but she makes up for that with enthusiasm and suction. I lace my fingers into her hair to control her rhythm, and it’s hard not to take over completely. I want to give her a chance to explore, as she put it, but I am dying to fuck those pretty lips again.

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