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“Yes, Daddy.”
“Good girl.”
And then Cordelia was on her, that clever tongue driving Ivy higher and higher as she fought not to go flying before she’d been given permission.
“Daddy, please. Please, I need to come. I won’t ever tease you again, I swear!”
But instead of the permission she craved, her Daddy slipped two fingers inside her soaked pussy, stretching her open as she continued to torture Ivy’s swollen clit with her tongue.
Mindless with need, Ivy bucked beneath her, desperate for some kind of relief. Then froze again when her Daddy pulled her fingers free and pressed them against her bottom hole.
“Open for me, blossom.” The order was given softly, but firmly as Cordelia pushed one slick fingertip past that ring of muscle. “Let Daddy in.”
Humiliation, pain, pleasure. All of it whirled inside her, a maelstrom of sensation that threatened to destroy her from the inside out.
But she was, at her core, a good girl. So she forced her muscles to relax, to let her Daddy invade her most private parts.
“That’s my good girl,” Cordelia crooned. “Letting her Daddy fuck her sweet little bottom like this. It’s a shame we don’t have any of our tools for me to teach you a proper lesson.”
“I learned my lesson, Daddy, I promise!”
“What lesson is that, baby?”
Her mind was completely scrambled, and it took her a moment to latch onto the reason she was being tormented to her literal wit’s end. “No teasing Daddy!”
“And why is that, Ivy Mae? Who’s in charge here?”
“You are, Daddy!”
“There’s my good, sweet girl. Come for Daddy, baby.”
Sliding her finger from Ivy’s bottom, Cordelia fucked her with slow, deep strokes as she pulled Ivy’s swollen, aching clit between her teeth. Overcome, Ivy let the storm sweep her up, away, onto a sea of pleasure and pain as she sobbed out her Daddy’s name over and over.
When it was over, when her Daddy was finally satisfied, Cordelia pressed a gentle kiss to the inside of Ivy’s thigh. “I need to go wash my hands, but I’ll be right back to snuggle you. Stay right here.”
As if she could move when it felt as though her very bones had been turned to jelly. Still reeling from their lovemaking, she listened as her Daddy washed her hands before returning to bed and pulling Ivy into her arms. “My good girl,” Cordelia murmured, brushing a kiss over Ivy’s forehead. “You did so good for me, baby, taking everything I gave you. And you begged so pretty.”
“Th-thank you, Daddy.”
Closing her eyes, she snuggled into Cordelia’s softness, savoring the feel of skin against skin, and she fell asleep to the sound of her Daddy’s praise.
Chapter 24
Jacob
“Morning, Jakey!”
Ivy bounced into the kitchen—literally—with a wide smile on her face. There was something… different about her, but he couldn't quite place what it was.
“Morning. I, um, was going to start breakfast but I wasn’t exactly sure what to make.”
Beaming at him, she cupped his face in her small hands. “You are so stinking cute. Come on, I’ll show you how to make Cordelia’s favorite pancakes.”
The prospect of doing something Cordelia would enjoy overshadowed any reservations he might have had about learning to cook. So he listened intently as Ivy walked him through each step, from measuring the ingredients to mixing and even through the somewhat befuddling concept of the first pancake always being wrong.
He was watching over their third pancake, the first one Ivy had let him try himself, when Cordelia stepped into the kitchen. “Pancakes?” Her voice was higher than usual, her excitement winding around him like a warm hug.
“Yup!” Ivy said from beside him. “And Jakey helped!”
