She quivers, her red ass shaking as I dive deeper and deeper. When I slide two fingers into her slick cunt, she moans long and low.
“You like to be finger-fucked, little brat?” I pulse in and out of her.
“Yes,” comes out in a whimper. “Yes, Daddy.”
Fuck, why is that so sexy? I can’t help it. I love it when she calls me that.
I tongue her again, sucking her delicious juices into my mouth and using my thumb to rub her tight asshole.
Her thighs shake, her body coiling tighter, and when I go lower and suck her clit into my mouth, she comes, her body unwinding in long waves of moans and releasing any tension. Her pussy clamps down on my fingers as I keep licking her, tasting every drop of her pleasure as she shatters. I could do this all fucking day.
“Tiernan.” Her voice shakes as she tries to scoot away from me.
I grip her hips and give each of her ass cheeks an open-mouth kiss and a bite.
She shudders, and I stand, my cock so hard it might break.
“Let that be a lesson about keeping that pretty cunt to yourself.” My voice trembles with need, with the desire to shove my cock deep into her pink slit, but I force myself to back away. I’ve already gone too far, done too much.
But as I look down at her, spent and panting on my bed, I can’t help but admire my handiwork on her beautiful body. The red ass, wet cunt, and sated exhaustion of my perfect little brat.
7
DAPHNE
“You okay?” Bells bumps my shoulder with hers. Her giant cat Leonard lies at her feet, snoozing. When I say giant cat, I don’t mean it in the sense that he’s cute and fluffy either. He’s truly giant. I guess I would be knocked out too, if I put away as many steaks as that cat did.
After we ate dinner, the others went back to their bedrooms. I swear it’s like honeymoon season around here. It’s utterly adorable how all the men hover over their women. It’s not only the protectiveness that they show, but the fact that it seems as though they can’t stop touching them. You'd swear the girls have all the lost secrets in the world, and the men are waiting to hear what might come from their mouths next.
“Yeah, I’m good.” That’s a lie. I’m far from okay. I’m not surewhatI am at the moment, to be honest. Tiernan didn’t even look my way during dinner. Which I don’t understand, because he’s the one who made me get up to go have dinner in the first place.
He kept harping on the fact that I hadn’t eaten all day. I, of course, told him he was wrong, because I snagged an apple when I got my water to do my yoga. But he still insisted we go and eat with everyone. I have no clue how I crashed after our little episode in his bedroom. That’s what I’m calling it, because I don’t know what else to call it.
Even though I was in a daze, I got dressed in the clothes he tossed onto the bed for me. I wasn't moving at a speed he was okay with, apparently, because he grabbed my sweater and put it on me before he pulled me from the room.
We walked hand in hand until we approached the dining room. He let my hand go when we entered. I’m still wondering about that. Did he not want anyone to know he’s attracted to me? Or maybe he’s afraid I'll tell them he likes to spank girls and have them call him Daddy? I would never tell a soul. I still have no idea where that even came from. But I know that my whole body responded to his words and loved the power he somehow has over me.
Everyone looked our way when we entered the room. Tiernan simply guided me over to my chair without saying a word before pulling it out for me and giving me a look that said I should sit. I wanted to be immature and stick my tongue out at him as I did it, but I controlled myself. The conversation at the table flowed, as it usually did. Tiernan made sure that he loaded my plate full of food, then he started acting as if I wasn’t there.
There were a few times he draped his hand across the back of my chair, but that was it. His fingers would play with the end of my ponytail, giving it a pull. I glared at him, but his eyes never met mine. It pissed me off. I sat there and watched all the other men be so sweet with their women, and all Tiernan did was pull my hair and order me around.
“You sure you’re fine?” I realize Bells has been staring at me while I’ve been going over dinner silently. She shakes her head. “I don’t think you asked one question during dinner. What’s going on?”
I don’t like being on this side of the questions. It’s much easier when I’m the one that’s trying to get info out of someone else.
“Tiernan.” I huff out his name. After dinner, Tiernan volunteered to do the next patrol around the lodge. Barrow went with him.
“He’s different when you’re around. Not that I know Tiernan very well. When I got here he was the jokester and seemed to be the most laid back. Well, until you showed up.”
“Tiernan?” Are we even talking about the same person?
“Yep.”
That’s not helpful in any way. “I’m going to crash,” I say, standing up.
“I’m here if you need to talk.” Bells gives me a warm smile.
“Thanks.” I pet Leonard on the head before I head to Tiernan’s room. Why is he ignoring me now? He had his face buried between my thighs earlier. He went from not being able to keep his hands off me to ignoring me. He hasn't even kissed my mouth, but he’s kissed my ass. I snort a laugh at that thought.