Page 104 of Melt For Us, Daddy
“Well, there are other colors. Yellow means you need to slow down. Green means you’re good to keep going. Can you tell me what color you are right now, Jacob?”
Silence greeted her question, stretching out long enough to let Ivy know he was seriously considering his answer, and she was hit with another wave of that fierce pride. “Green. I’m green, Ma’am. I just don’t want to do anything wrong.”
“My sweet boy. Would it help if we checked in with Ivy, made sure she’s doing okay?”
“Yeah, yeah it would.”
Soft, familiar fingers brushed over Ivy’s hair. “Let me see your face, babygirl.”
Turning her head to the sigh, Ivy forced her eyes open to meet her Daddy’s glittering gaze. “I’m okay, Daddy. Promise.”
A smile curved her woman’s lips. “Jacob’s going to stretch you with two fingers now. Do you think you can handle that for me, baby?”
Of course, she could. She knew it, Cordelia knew it. But Jacob didn’t, and even though she was speaking directly to her Daddy, it was their boy’s conscience that needed easing. “Yes, Daddy.”
“Good girl.”
More oil coated her bottom hole and then, just as promised, it was two thick fingers breaching her entrance. Stretching her, filling her with a bite of pain that had her sucking in a sharp breath.
Jacob’s fingers froze halfway inside her. “What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”
“No, honey. Well, it hurt a little, but that’s normal. You didn’t do anything wrong, I promise.”
“Oh, okay. Should-should I keep going?”
“Yes. I’m okay, Jakey. I want this.”
She swore she could feel the tension drain from his body at those words. “Right. You want me to hurt you, so you can feel better.”
“That’s right, baby. So just keep doing what Daddy says.”
He did, following Cordelia’s instructions to the letter. There were a few stumbles, a few little missteps, but not only did he get the job done, Ivy was ready to start riding his thigh to relieve the ache in her pussy if Cordelia didn’t let her come soon.
“You did such a good job for me, baby boy. Now, for the fun part. Ivy, I want you in the middle of the bed, ass in the air. You know the position.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
Need pounded through her veins as she scrambled into position, spreading her knees wide as she knelt, presenting her ass for their baby boy’s cock. No man had ever fucked her there, and she was eager to feel the difference between him and the toys Cordelia used on her.
“Jacob, kneel behind her, between her legs.”
The mattress behind her dipped and then Jacob’s hands were on her hips, holding her still. “Like this?”
“Exactly like that. Eyes on me, my naughty little subbies.”
Turning her head, Ivy met her Daddy’s eyes, her breath catching in her throat when Cordelia’s hands went to the hem of her shirt.
But then she paused, her gaze flicking to Jacob, a sudden awareness entering her eyes. Almost like she’d forgotten he was there, and now she wasn’t sure how to proceed.
Grief and anger clutched Ivy's heart in a tight fist.
“Cordelia? Are you okay?”
There was such sweet worry in Jacob’s voice, but it didn’t quite snap Cordelia out of her haze.
“Daddy.” Ivy spoke softly, pulling Cordelia’s eyes to her. “It’s okay. Jacob won’t touch you. Will you, baby boy?”
“No, Ma’am. That’s one of Cordelia’s limits.”
