DADDY'S NAUGHTY PET
My moans vibrated through his cock; his groans answered, low and broken.
Jaxon added a third finger, stretching me wider. His tongue never stopped—lapping at my clit, then dipping lower to circle my entrance around his thrusting fingers. The wet, sloppy sounds of him eating me out filled the room, obscene and loud.
I was close already—too close. My thighs shook, muscles clenching around his fingers. Rylan must have felt it because he pulled out of my mouth just long enough to growl, “Come for us, Cress. Let him taste how much you love this.”