Page 253 of Her Daddies' Everything

“Yeah?”

“Uh-huh.” And then she leaned up on her tiptoes to kiss him. He ended up picking her up in his arms and holding her tight as he took over the kiss.

Neither man really let her take charge. Not that she minded. The last thing Immy wanted was to be in control.

Tobias walked over to an Adironack chair. Then he placed her on it.

“Noo,” she cried. “I want to keep kissing.”

“I’m going to keep kissing,” he told her.

Huh? What did that mean?

Then he kneeled in front of her and grabbed her fleecy pants and her panties, pulling them down. She let out a startled cry as he drew them down to her knees before pulling her hips to the edge of the chair. She grabbed hold of the arms to steady herselfas he bent down and pushed his head under her legs. So his mouth was right next to her pussy.

And then he started to feast.

Holy. Moly.

This was what he meant by kissing?

She couldn’t really do anything while her legs were up in the air, her thighs over his shoulders, trapped by her own clothing.

His tongue played with her clit as he used two fingers to fuck her pussy. She’d discovered that Tobias loved eating pussy and he wanted to do it all the time. He often caught her on her own and stripped her off or bent her over something.

Not Jenner. He only touched her like that when Tobias was there. One day he’d figure out he would never hurt her.

And that she most definitely liked it when he took control.

Immy felt herself nearing the edge and let out a scream as she flew over, pleasure pulsing through her.

As she tried to center herself, Tobias righted her pants and panties, then he picked her up again and kissed her.

“Can I do something for you?” she asked.

“You asking to suck my cock, sweetness?” he said in a low, rough voice.

“Immy!” Jenner yelled frantically. “Immy, where are you?”

Tobias tensed. “Fuck, Cherry. Didn’t you tell him you were coming down here?”

“Umm. He was busy and I didn’t want to disturb him.” But now as she heard him yelling, she felt guilty.

“Immy!” he yelled.

“Down here,” Tobias yelled back. “We’re coming up.” Then he started moving. “And you have to prepare yourself to face the music, Little girl.”

Uh-oh.

Jenner paced backand forth in front of the sofa where Immy sat.

He was trying to get control of his temper. The last thing he wanted to do was yell at Immy. He knew that she didn’t react well to that. Her damn father had treated her so badly and he didn’t want to ever be like that with her. To ever remind her of that bastard.

He regretted the times he’d scolded her in the past. When he had raised his voice out of fear. It hadn’t happened often, but it had happened.

And once was one time too many.

So now he paced and he searched for the words to let her know that she could never scare him like that again.

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