Page 40 of Dirty Little Secrets
“Mommy’s.”
My sulky response is met with a sharp swat to my thigh. Jerking my head up, I pout at Daddy. “Ow! What was that for?”
His expression is stern. “For lying. Whose fault is it that you’re taking Mommy’s cock in your bottom without any preparation, Juniper Sky?”
The absolute last thing I need is for both of them to get mean, so I immediately drop my gaze to his chest and soften my tone. “Mine, Daddy.”
“Mmhmm. And why is that?”
“Be-because I was impatient. I’m sorry, I’ll be good!”
“Oh, we have no doubt about that,” Mommy says with another low, wicked laugh. “You are always so very well-behaved after getting your bottom fucked good and hard. Isn’t she, Daddy?”
“She is.” Daddy flexes his hips, driving deeper inside me. Pinning me between them as Mommy continues working her cock into my bottom. “A total brat up until it’s time to face the consequences of her own actions. It’s fucking adorable watching her squirm and whine and pout when it’s time to pay the piper.”
Humiliation mingles with the intoxicating pain-pleasure combination they’re forcing on me, and with every touch, every punishing stroke of their cocks inside me, need coils tighter and tighter in my core.
“Daddy… please,” I whine as he fucks me with slow, deep thrusts. “Wanna come. Please, Daddy.”
“Oh, my sweet little gremlin. I want nothing more than to feel you come all over my cock right this fucking second.”
Excitement explodes behind my ribcage, only to deflate a moment later.
“But you have to get Mommy’s permission first.”
As if on cue, Mommy drives even deeper into my bottom, shocking a cry from me as a writhe between them. “Are you going to ask me, little one?”
I recognize the amusement in her voice all too well. And even though I know what her answer is going to be, I also know thatnotasking will delay my pleasure even longer.
Letting my head fall back against her shoulder, I force my eyes open to look up at her. “Please, Mommy. Can I come now,please?”
“Not yet, princess. You have to wait for Mommy.”
Despite knowing that was the answer, disappointment and frustration tangle in my chest. “ButMommy.”
Her arms come around me, her soft hands cupping my breast as she buries herself all the way in my bottom, her hips pressing against my freshly spanked bottom. “Keep begging me so sweetly, my sweet girl, and Imightlet you come sooner.”
Whatever pride or dignity I might have had left disappears at that command. “Please, Mommy. I need to come so bad. I’m gonnadieif you don’t let me come!”
“So dramatic,” Mommy says with a laugh as she pulls backward, her thick rubber cock scraping my inner walls at the same time Daddy surges forward, filling me with his cock. “What do you think, Daddy? Should I let her come?”
“She is taking us very well. But I’ll leave that decision up to you, Mommy.”
Traitor. I bite my lip against the accusation, well aware it will only lead to even further denial—possibly all night if I’m not careful.
For what feels like hours, I lay trapped between them, my bottom and pussy stretched open for their cocks as they fall into a rhythm, fucking me with slow, leisurely thrusts that drive me closer and closer to the edge without allowing me to fly.
The air fills with my pleas, my breathless, desperate begging. My entire body feels as though someone has scraped a hot iron over my nerves, and I’m on the verge of tears when Mommy dips her head, her lips skimming down the side of my neck.
“Shatter for us, little one. Let us hear you scream.”
Her command is punctuated by both of them driving deep into me, and the coil of need inside me snaps. A scream rips from my throat as molten-hot pleasure floods my veins, and my pussy and bottom both clamp down around them.
“Fuck, babygirl.” Daddy groans, his movements turning frantic as he continues fucking me. “That’s it. Keep squeezing us just like that, little one.”
As if I had a choice. My body is beyond me now, operating of its own accord as they move inside me.
Then, as one, they both go still, their guttural cries filling the air as they come together.
