Chapter 22
Jesse
Corner time sucked.
It sucked even more when she wasn’t actually sure how much trouble she was in. Edie hadn’t sounded mad, but Daddy had definitely been pretty growly.
So here she was, with her skirt up around her waist and her panties around her knees, waiting for them to come and… what? She didn’t actually know, so she spent most of her corner time worrying about that instead of thinking about why she was standing in the stupid corner.
Luckily for her, the old farmhouse was creaky as hell, so she had plenty of warning before they actually got to the bedroom. Which at least gave her a few extra seconds to get herself in the right headspace for Edie’s throaty chuckle. “What a pretty sight.”
Moisture pooled between her thighs, already dripping down the insides of her legs, and nobody had even touched her yet.
“Come here, little outlaw.”
Heart pounding wildly, she turned away from the corner to begin the ‘naughty girl shuffle’ over to her Daddy. But she froze in place when she spotted Edie standing beside the bed, the belt Jesse had loaned her already on the floor and her slender fingers sliding the buttons of her dress free.
“Jesse Lynne. Come here.”
Her head snapped around at Daddy’s order, and she somehow managed to make herself shuffle forward until she was standing in front of him, though her gaze kept sliding to the side as Edie continued her lazy striptease.
“Eyes on me, little girl.”
Dammit.
Pouting, she looked up at her Daddy, who thankfully didn’t look as mad as he’d sounded downstairs. If anything, he looked rather amused by her predicament. “Tell Daddy why you’re being punished.”
“Um.” She couldn’t help it. Her gaze flicked to Edie for a second before returning to him. “I brought up Edie moving to California with us again. After you told me to drop it.”
“That’s right. And that was very naughty, wasn’t it, little girl?”
“Yes, Daddy. I’m sorry.”
“Hmm. Well, Edie suggested we give you something to keep your mouth busy since you can’t seem to remember when to keep it shut. Which I think is an excellent idea. And as an extra reminder, Daddy is going to spank your naughty bottom while Edie keeps you… occupied.”
Her mouth watered just at the idea of tasting Edie again. This was, quite possibly, the best punishment he’d ever come up with. “Yes, Daddy.”
“Good girl. Daddy’s going to help you get undressed while Edie gets herself situated on the bed.”
It was an order as much for Edie as it was for her, and Jesse’s pussy throbbed in response. From the corner of her eye, she could see Edie’s small, slender form as she climbed up onto the queen-sized bed in the middle of the room.
But then Daddy distracted her with his hands, with the way his fingers deliberately brushed across her skin as he peeled her clothes off. And then he really distracted her by kissing her breathless as he cupped her aching pussy, pressing two fingers up into her soaked sheath and stroking until she trembled in his arms.
“Such a needy little baby,” he murmured, pulling away just enough to brush a kiss across her cheek, then down her neck and across that sweet spot on her collarbone that never failed to drive her wild. “If you can make our pixie girl come before Daddy finishes spanking you, then Daddy will let you come all over his cock when he fucks you. Deal?”
“Deal.”
“Good girl. Get on the bed with your ass in the air.”
She’d never hurried to obey an order so fast in her life. As she positioned herself per his instructions, she breathed deep, inhaling the spicy scent of her very first lover. Perhaps it was nostalgia on her part, but she could swear that scent hadn’t changed a single bit in ten years.
“Go on, little outlaw. Show us what that mouth is really meant for.”
Daddy’s order was punctuated by a crisp swat to her upturned ass, and Jesse didn’t waste another second before diving forward and sliding her tongue between Edie’s soaked, swollen folds.
“Oh, god!” Slender fingers tangled in Jesse’s hair as Edie arched beneath her, pressing her dripping pussy more firmly against her mouth. “Fuck that feels so good, babygirl.”
Spurred on by her praise—and another stinging swat to her bottom—Jesse licked her way up to Edie’s clit, praying that what Edie liked hadn’t changed all that much in the time they’d been apart.
And judging by the loud gasps and bucking hips of her woman, it hadn’t. If she hadn’t been so intent on making Edie come, she might have paused long enough to grin.
Through it all, her Daddy continued to spank her, warming her bottom with slow, deliberate swats. Each one built upon the heat of the ones before it, and as the fire in her bottom grew, so did the heat between her legs, until she was pushing her hips back against his hand, desperate for him to touch her there, to give her some kind of relief.
“Not yet, little outlaw. Not until you make our pixie girl scream.”
Edie
Fucking hell, her girl had a wicked little tongue.
And it was currently driving her out of her goddamn mind with pleasure. Combined with the sound of Grant’s hand connecting with her bare bottom and the sweet little whimpers Jesse was making in response, she was overwhelmed with sensation.
Tightening her hold on Jesse’s hair, she rolled her hips, frantically chasing her pleasure as that wicked tongue worked its magic on her clit. “Harder, baby. God, yes, just like that. Don’t you dare fucking stop.”
“She won’t if she knows what’s good for her.” Grant’s low chuckle mingled with another loud smack of his hand across Jesse’s ass. “She doesn’t get to come unless you do. Better get to work, little outlaw, Daddy’s hand is getting tired.”
Obviously spurred on by her Daddy’s threat, Jesse slipped two fingers into Edie’s pussy, hooking them forward and hitting that sweet spot inside her at the exact same time she took Edie’s clit into her mouth and sucked.
Pleasure exploded from her core, pouring like molten lava down her veins. Back arching off the bed, she screamed as the force of it shattered her.
Jesse’s tongue slowed, drawing out Edie’s pleasure without forcing it, until she collapsed back against the pillows, panting and gasping for breath.
“Good girl,” she managed to rasp out, loosening her hold on Jesse’s hair so she could stroke her hand over the soft tresses. She’d taken the wig off in the car, and while Edie thought she’d looked adorable with the blonde waves, she much preferred being able to sink her fingers into her girl’s real hair. “Such a good, sweet girl.”
“Yes, she is. Roll on your back, babygirl, so Edie can play with those sweet little titties while Daddy fucks you.”
Although she was too exhausted from that explosive orgasm to move much, Edie managed to scoot over enough to make room for Jesse to lay beside her. And as Grant had suggested, she cupped one heavy breast in her hand, rolling and pinching the nipple—hard, since apparently their girl liked that—as Grant stripped down to just his boxers.
Holy hell, he was gorgeous. Ripped in a way that spoke of incredible self-discipline, with that sexy little vee that made smart girls stupid disappearing into his shorts.
He glanced over, grinning widely when he found her watching. “Like what you see, little pixie?”
“Yes, Daddy.” The word rolled off her tongue more easily than she’d expected it to. Probably because she spent most of her time with a gaggle of Littles, but also because she was mostly using it to tease him.
Which turned out to be one hundred percent worth it when his eyes darkened with a need so intense it stole her breath. “Keep calling me that, little pixie, and you’ll be the next one riding my cock until you come screaming for Daddy.”
God, that was tempting. But she wasn’t quite ready for that step, so for once she kept her mouth shut as he pushed his boxers to the floor, revealing the thickest, most beautiful dick she’d ever seen.
“Pixie.”
Amusement laced his tone, and she jerked her eyes up to meet his. “Sir?”
“You’re neglecting our Little girl.”
Right. Jesse. The woman whose breast she was still holding in her palm. Dragging her attention away from Grant, she looked down at her babygirl, who was watching them both hungrily.
“I’m sorry, babygirl. I didn’t mean to get so… distracted.”
“It’s okay,” Jesse said with a giggle as Grant stepped closer to the bed. “I still get pretty distracted by him myself.”
“Well, tonight it’s my job to distract you. Spread those pretty legs, baby, so I can watch your Daddy fuck you.”
To her delight, Jesse did exactly that, letting her thighs fall open for Grant to kneel between them. As Edie rolled her nipple between her fingers, making her gasp and arch up to meet her touch, Grant hooked his arms under her knees and slowly slid his cock inside her.
Edie had never been one for porn. But watching Grant’s cock stretch their babygirl’s sweet little pussy, listening to her whimpers and cries as they both tortured her with that slow build of pleasure, may have been the single most erotic experience of her life.
So she let herself just watch for a while. She watched as Grant pulled back, his cock slick with their woman’s arousal. Watched the pleasure flicker across Jesse’s face with each agonizingly slow thrust. Watched Grant as he watched them, his own hunger blazing in his eyes.
“That’s our good girl,” Edie crooned, sliding her hand down Jesse’s flat stomach to where the pair were joined. “Are you going to let me watch you come all over Daddy’s cock, babygirl?”
“Y-yes, Ma’am.”
“Such a sweet, obedient babygirl.” She pressed down on her girl’s clit, rolling her fingers around the swollen little bud as Grant continued to fuck her. “Ask your Daddy if you’re allowed to come for me, baby.”
Gasping with pleasure, Jesse bowed up, offering herself up to them like a sacrifice. “Daddy… Daddy, can I please come for Edie? Please, Daddy.”
“Hmm.” With a wicked grin, Grant thrust forward, harder now, but still with that same slow, measured pace. “Our deal was you had to make our pixie girl come before your spanking was over. So I think it should be up to her. What do you say, Edie? Did our babygirl do a good job eating your pretty pussy?”
“She did such a good job. I think she deserves a reward.”
“Then yes, baby, you can come whenever you want.”
“Oh, thank fuck!” Jesse cried out as Edie added more pressure to her clit.
Lowering her head, she took the nipple she’d been torturing earlier in her mouth, tasting and teasing with her tongue and teeth as she worked their girl toward her release. Beneath her, she felt Jesse’s body tense, felt the orgasm building in her as if it were her own body.
She raised her head again, her gaze clashing with the golden brown of Jesse’s lust-filled eyes. “Edie, please. Please. I want… I need…”
“I know what you need, baby. Show me what a good girl you are and come all over Daddy’s cock for me.”
Now it was Jesse’s screams echoing off the walls of the bedroom, Jesse’s body trembling with the force of the pleasure they were showering her with.
Jesse, Jesse, Jesse. Everything she’d ever wanted, all wrapped up in one gorgeous package.
Only now, it was two packages. Two people offering her everything, if she was brave enough to take it.
Grant’s movements grew more forceful, distracting her from her thoughts. And when he finished, driving into their girl one final time before they all collapsed onto the bed together in a tangled, sweaty heap, she told herself this was enough for now. She didn’t need everything. She only needed them, for however long she had them.
And she almost believed it.