Page 25 of A Little More Love

“No, Daddy,” Tinsley cried, tugging her hands again.

Elliot grabbed her wrists in one hand and pressed kisses to each one. “I’m sorry, baby, but I think Papa asked for my help.”

“No help!” she argued. Her words ended in a moan as I opened her up and took a lick of her cunt.

“What’s Papa doing, baby?” Elliot asked.

She tugged her wrists.

“Answer me, Teenie,” he demanded.

“Nuuu,” she whined.

“Tinsley Kate,” he warned.

I traced around her clit with my tongue and she cried out.

“Please, Papa!” she begged desperately. I wasn’t sure she even knew what she was asking for.

“Do you want me to keep eating your sweet pussy?” I asked.

“Yes, Papa!”

“Then tell Daddy what I’m doing to your sweet body.”

“He’s licking me, Daddy,” she cried, tugging her hands again.

“Where, Teenie? Daddy wants explicit details.”

“My clit. He’s licking my clit,” she cried in frustration.

Sliding my fingers into her weeping channel, I closed my mouth over her bundle of nerves and sucked before tapping my fingers against her g-spot. She exploded around me before I was even aware she was that close. Her alluring moans turned into the sweetest whimpers and I worked every bit of pleasure out of her.

“Good girl,” Elliot praised, dipping his head to kiss her before releasing her hands.

Climbing up her body, I kissed her mouth. “That was beautiful, Teenie. You’re so fucking sexy when you fall apart for us.”

She wrapped her arms around my neck. “Thank you, Papa.”

Elliot and I helped her sit before I grabbed her sippy cup from the bedside table and gave it to her. She took several long sips before grinning cheekily. “Your turn, Papa!”

“My turn?” I chuckled, feeling the most relaxed I had been in months.

Elliot lifted his head and looked at me in the most carnal way. Suddenly my heart kicked up a notch and I knew something very powerful was going to happen.

Chapter Nine

Tinsley

Daddy chuckled behind me and I turned back to look at him. His eyes were flinty and he was looking at Papa with such a lascivious look that I squeezed my thighs together in response. “Your turn, Papa,” Daddy said deviously.

“I’m not sure if that look on your face terrifies or excites me,” Papa said.

Judging by the way his cock pressed against his pants, I was thinking maybe it excited him.

Daddy crawled across the bed in a very predatory way and Papa swallowed nervously.

“I think your little cat and mouse game inspired me, baby.”

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