Page 24 of A Little More Love

“No!” She was giggling so hard it was only a matter of time before she gave herself hiccups.

He nibbled one side and then the other. “Hmmm, I can’t tell, Elliot.”

“Maybe you should check again?”

“What a wonderful idea. I’m glad you’re more than just a pretty dick.”

I snorted. Smartass.

“Dada, help!”

“Oh, I wish I could help, Teenie, but watching Papa eat you is one of my favorite things. I usually like it when you’re nakey, but this works too,” I teased.

“Oh, I really like to eat her when she’s nakey too,” Tyler said. His eyes darkened for just a second, before he grinned wickedly. “Yes, Papa would very much like you to do that.” He flipped her over and stripped her jammies and diaper off.

“Much better,” Tyler said.

“No, Papa!” Tinsley said, still very much enjoying our game.

“Yes, Teenie.”

Tinsley slapped her hands over her pussy, making me chuckle. “Do you think that’s going to stop Papa?”

“Yas, huh!”

“You’re very wrong, babygirl,” Tyler said, grabbing her wrists and moving her hands above her head. His large body pinned her to the bed.

He kissed her neck before working his way to her nipples next. “These look so delicious.” Sucking one in his mouth left her much less giggly. “Papa,” she cried, wiggling under him.

“So fucking delectable.”

I popped the button on my jeans, and reclined back against the headboard to enjoy the show in front of me.

“Look, you’re turning Daddy on so much he had to unbutton his pants,” Tyler told her before sucking her other nipple into his mouth. His long fingers worked the other one between his thumb and middle finger.

Tinsley lifted her head a small bit and our eyes met. “I’m already hard, baby. I love seeing you and your Papa together.”

Fuck me. When her sweet body pinked from her embarrassment, my cock twitched in my shorts. Her shyness was always such a turn on.

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Tyler

Tinsley wiggled under me and I enjoyed the possessive feelings it gave me. “I love you, sweet girl.”

“I love you, Papa,” she whispered, her warm breath fanning against my face. Dipping my head, I took her mouth in a sweet kiss. She tried to pull her hands free, but I shook my head before releasing her mouth. “Papa likes you being trapped under him.”

“I wanna touch you,” she said.

“I know,” I said simply before running my hand down her belly and to her folds. She was soaked. “You’re so wet for Papa.”

“Yas, huh.”

“Elliot, can you help me out?”

“I would love to,” Elliot said. He moved from where he was sitting to crawl up the bed.

“Can you hold our Little girl’s hands above her head while I taste this sweet pussy? It’s dripping for us.”

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