Baby Girl (Sugar Life #1, #4)

99. Chapter 97

Emery

My whole body feels heavy and thick, the rocking motions lulling me toward the waves. The table feels like it is gently turning, swaying in time with my pleasure.

Hands grip the tops of my thighs as one of my daddies fucks my pussy. I have no idea who anymore. I’ve lost track. No one but me has orgasmed. I’ve lost track of those too.

How many.

By who.

None of it matters.

All I want is to be used by them.

I want them to come—in me, on me, I don’t care.

I want them to mark me.

But the floaty place is calling me, and I want to give in so badly.

Not yet, though. Not until they come. Not until they make me theirs.

I want to feel it.

I need to remember it.