Page 105 of Melt For Us, Daddy
The reminder that not only did she have limits, but that Jacob knew and would honor them seemed to finally break through to their Daddy. “Right.” Cordelia blew out a shaky breath. “Hands off for now, Jacob.”
“Of course, Ma’am.”
Giving a sharp nod, Cordelia tugged the shirt over her head, leaving her heavy, bare breasts swinging free. “Here’s the deal, blossom. If you can make me come before our boy does, you will be allowed another orgasm. But if you don’t make me come, I will spend the rest of the day edging you and you will be sent to bed with a wet, needy little pussy. Do you understand?”
Mouth practically watering as she watched Cordelia shimmy out of her own pajama shorts, Ivy nodded. “Yes, Daddy.”
“Good girl.”
Climbing up on the bed, Cordelia laid herself back against Jacob's pillows, her thighs spread wide. She threaded her fingers through Ivy’s hair, pulling her closer as she lifted her gaze to Jacob’s. “You’re going to want to push in very slowly, baby. Just like you did with your fingers. It’s going to feel really tight at first, but she was made for this. She was made to take you, just like she was made to take whatever I give her. Isn’t that right, Ivy Mae?”
“Y-yes, Daddy.”
“That’s my good, sweet girl. Go ahead, Jacob. Take your cock in your hand and guide the tip to her bottom hole.”
The thick head of his cock pressed against her entrance and a shudder of pure need wracked Ivy’s body as he gently, slowly pushed inside her.
“Just like that, honey. Oh, god. Don’t stop.”
Pain, quick and sharp, shot through her as Cordelia tugged on her hair. “Don’t you have a job to do, blossom? Unless you’d rather go without any more orgasms today.”
Wrapping her arms around Cordelia's thick thighs, Ivy practically dove into her Daddy’s soaked pussy, lapping hungrily at the arousal flowing from her bare lips. Unlike that first time, she didn’t tease, didn’t try to draw things out. Her only goal was to get her woman to come as quickly as possible.
“Fuck, babygirl. Do you know how hot this is? Forcing you to eat my pussy while our boy fucks your ass because you were a naughty, naughty little girl? I swear I’ve never seen anything so erotic in my life.”
Cordelia’s praise washed over her, fueling her own need while Jacob’s cock pushed deeper and deeper inside her. There was pain, just like there always was, the burn and the pinch of it as he stretched her impossibly wide. But there was pleasure, too, the kind that came from being used and taken and punished so thoroughly.
“Give her a minute, baby boy.” Cordelia’s own voice was rough with need when she spoke. “Just a minute so she can adjust to the feel of you inside her. Stretching her. I bet you feel so fucking full, don’t you, blossom?”
With her face still buried in her woman’s cunt, Ivy managed to nod. She was so full of him, even though her pussy spasmed emptily, and she had the fleeting thought that she couldn’t wait to feel what it would be like to be full of both of them. Her Daddy and her boy, filling her, fucking her at the same time.
Fuck. She needed to redirect her thoughts or she’d come without them even touching her. And then Daddy would have to punish her all over again.
“Okay, Jacob. She’s had time to adjust. Pull out, nice and slow, and then you’re going to do it all over again.”
Agony. Delicious, torturous agony. He was so slow, so careful she could feel every single inch of him scraping her inner walls as he pulled out. And as he pushed back inside her. Not only was it agony on a physical level, it was mental torture as well because every movement of his cock inside her threatened to distract her from the task at hand. And when Jacob let out a low groan, she had to force herself to focus on the sweet taste of Cordelia’s pussy as she sucked hard on her swollen clit.
“Oh, fuck babygirl! God, yes. Just like that, baby. You’re doing such a good job for Daddy.”
The praise spurred her on, distracting her at least a bit from the burn inside her bottom. With every stroke of his cock, the friction increased, and the added bites of pain only made her hungrier, wetter, needier.
Cordelia’s hips bucked, her hands tightening in Ivy’s hair, and then she was screaming out her pleasure, her arousal flooding Ivy’s mouth, coating her tongue.
“My good girl,” she whispered through gasps of air. “My good fucking girl. Daddy’s so proud of you, baby.”
Lifting her head, she took in her Daddy’s sloppy grin, her glassy eyes. And she knew she’d gladly trade a day of being teased and edged just for the chance to put that look on her woman’s face.
Luckily for her, she didn’t have to. With her eyes still locked on Ivy’s, Cordelia raised her voice for their boy to hear. “Do you want our boy to fuck you good and hard while Daddy makes you come, baby?”
“Yes, god, yes. Please, Daddy.” She needed the pain that would come from getting fucked properly, craved it like her lungs craved air.
“You heard her, Jacob. Fuck our Ivy like the filthy little girl she is.”
To her utter delight, he obeyed, pulling out and shoving his cock back into her aching ass. Pain and pleasure melded together as his movements turned frantic and he pounded into her with deep, hard strokes.
Cordelia wiggled out from her position against the pillows, kneeling beside them and sliding her hand beneath Ivy’s stomach to where she burned for them. “My sweet, sweet little Ivy. Come for Daddy, baby. Come for Daddy while your bottom is full of our baby boy’s cock.”
The words, combined with Cordelia’s knowing touch on her clit, fractured her. And the pain of Jacob fucking her, harder and faster as he let out a low groan that told her he was close to his own peak, shattered her. She came screaming, burying her face in the sheets beneath her as molten hot pleasure flooded her veins.
