Page 61 of Belonging to Them
“Everything except the necklace, like I said.”
“But, Daddy…”
“There are no excuses or arguments,” Sebastian says.“You’re going to do what we tell you.”
“Yeah.”I shrug out of my t-shirt so I’m standing only in jeans and bare feet.“Bash said something about wanting to see your chest and this necklace covered in his come.So I’d like to turn that vision into a reality.”
“I don’t know…” She trails off.
“What don’t you know?”I ask.
In a small voice, she says, “Should we be doing this, out here in the living room like this?Aren’t the windows open?What if someone can see in from the beach?”
I fold my arms across my chest.I think this little vixen is hoping to push my kink buttons.
“Then they’re going to get a good fucking show,” Sebastian says.“They’ll see our dirty little girl getting fucked by her daddies.”
“You guys,” she gasps.“That’s so naughty.I don’t think I like it.”
Yep, she’s definitely trying to push my buttons.She’s succeeding.
Bash laughs.“We’ll make you like it, little brat.”
Between my corruption kink and Bash’s desire to dole out punishments, I think this night is heading in a beautiful direction.
“Clothes off,” I say.“Don’t make me tell you again.”
She takes off her long-sleeved tee, and then her jeans.Now she stands in the sexiest little scraps of lace for panties and a bra.
“Did these come from Angeli’s?”I ask, running a finger along her bra strap.
“Yes, Daddy.”
“That was money well-spent,” I say.
“I second that,” Bash says, running a finger along the other strap.
At the same time, we pull down the shoulder straps.I unsnap the clasp at the back, and the bra falls to the floor.
I kiss her neck, right over the platinum necklace chain.Nuzzling, kissing, licking, breathing in her scent and taste.She smells so sweet.I fondle one of her breasts, teasing the nipple to a hard point.
“Sebastian, Kingston,” she breathes.
“Yes, baby girl?”I say.
“I love you.”
Sebastian kisses her soft lips before pulling back to look in her eyes.“We love you, too.”
While I continue paying attention to her neck and nipple, he slides a hand down the front of her panties.
“Sebastian,” she moans.“Stop, someone will see.”
“You can call meDaddy,” he says.
“Daddy, then.I feel so exposed,” she says, trying to push his hand away.“Someone’s going to look in the windows.”
“No one’s going to look unless they’re perverted like us,” Bash says.“Stop fighting me, princess.”
