Page 61 of Tessa

Beau let go, and it stuck out erect in front of her face.

She looked up at him, and he nodded encouragingly. “Take Daddy’s cock and suck it like the naughty girl you are.”

Those words did their job, flinging her from the Little space she’d been lingering in.

A zip of excitement rushed through her spine. Reaching to wrap her hand around its base, she took the head of his cock into her mouth, stretching her jaw wide.

Licking the pre-cum from the slit, she inched it slowly down her throat, stopping when she got to her hand.

“Like that, Daddy?” she mumbled around his cock, ashamed to admit that she’d never done this before.

“Just like that, little one.” Beau hummed with pleasure, as he adjusted his stance, jutting his hips toward her, forcing his cock further down her throat.

The gesture gave her no choice but to take him deeper, choking herself on him.

Tessa moaned and relaxed her throat, thinking back on every naughty blow job scene she’d ever read in a romance book, searching for inspiration.

Using her hands to stroke as she sucked, she found a rhythm that he seemed to like and leaned into it. Her tongue lapped circles around his width, tasting every inch of the smooth skin.

She figured she must be doing something right when his moans grew louder, and his hands came to rest on her head.

“Play with my balls,” he commanded, his voice strained with arousal.

Removing her grip from his shaft she took him deeper in her throat, and reached down to cup his ballsack, squeezing gently. The skin was smooth, and soft—he shaved.

“Oh, baby,” he moaned as she gently fondled him, applying more pressure to her grasp. “Oh, baby, I’m going to come…”

Eyes wide, she straightened her back and shoulders and relaxed her throat, ready for him to fill her mouth. She would be a good girl and swallow, even though the thought scared her.

The first rush of the salty thick fluid surprised her and she took deep breaths through her nose reminding herself not to gag as she pushed it past the back of her throat.

“Take Daddy’s cum. Swallow it like a good girl,” Beau instructed even as she already did exactly that. “Oh yeah, baby, that’s good. Keep going. Take it all.”

She did as she was told, until she was certain that she had milked every last drop from his now softening cock. Only then did she pull away, bowing her head to stare at the floor beneath her while Beau panted and huffed above her, catching his breath.

Finally, he bent to catch her chin between his fingers pulling her gaze upward.

“Good girl,” he praised. “I wasn’t planning on coming so soon, but that felt so good.”

Heat rose up her cheeks as she digested his praise. If he came already, did that mean he wasn’t planning on fucking Dax’s ass while Dax fucked hers anymore?

She couldn’t decide if the prospect made her happy or disappointed.

She got her answer quickly as he helped her to her feet, pulled her close and whispered, “That was so good, but naughty little girls get Daddy’s cock in their tight little bottoms. Go bend over the bed.”

The idea of a punishment fuck excited her as much as if horrified her. Her stomach clenched and her pussy dampened. Her body burned with shame as she shuffled over to the bed and lay facedown with her top half on the mattress and her feet on the floor.

If things went the way Beau promised, Dax would be the one fucking her bottom, while Beau gave Dax the same treatment. She wondered how that would feel, to essentially be punished by Dax even though he’d been her partner in crime, more than her Daddy.

Also, not instead of, she reminded herself.

He had acted as both. Even in the tattoo parlor, Dax had had a Daddy side about him. He’d been patient and doting and in the end it had been she who made the choice to participate.

Heaving a deep breath, she buried her face in the crook of her arms and listened.

Beau and Dax were whispering. Well, Beau was. Stern, heated whispers that she couldn’t quite make out. Dax didn’t seem to be saying much of anything.

Finally, one of them, Dax, she assumed, stepped up behind her, resting his hand on her lower back. “You’ve been a naughty girl,” he purred. Her eyes went wide and she jerked her head up to look over her shoulder.