Page 85 of Little Devil

He’s fucking perfect.

They both are.

“Go, daddy, go,” Nik laughs, thrashing his arms and kicking his legs out beneath the surface.

“Let go,” Jordyn explains, laughing to herself while she leans over to grab her camera from the table.

I let him go and he swims off as fast as he can, his life jacket holding him up while he spins around and splashes himself with water. I mess around with the boys for a while and then Travis and Kian jump in to steal them away from me, both them and Justin arguing over who their favorite uncle is. It’s Kian, hands down, but I don’t encourage the little brat by telling him that.

I’m just about to get out and grab us all another drink each, but then Jordyn takes her dress off and lifts her arms up to tie her hair in a messy bun, looking hot as fucking sin dressed in a white bikini with a strapless top and two sets of strings hanging from her hips. She sits down on the edge of the pool and I move to stand between her legs, slowly sliding my arms around her waist to kiss her stomach. We’re having a girl this time, just like I always wanted, and I swear to god I almost choked when she asked me if we could call her Frankie.

I kiss her again and she reaches out to run a hand through my hair, watching me closely while she slides her tongue bar over her teeth. She finally let me have my way with her on her nineteenth birthday, and even though she cursed me to hell and back because it hurt like a bitch, I know she loves being able to drive me bat shit crazy the same way I do her. And when she lies on her back with her head off the edge of the bed and lets me fuck her mouth while I’m eating her pussy..

God fucking damn it.

“You wanna pretend you’re sick so everyone has to fuck off home?” I whisper, lifting her up to pull her into the water with me. “I’ll get my parents to take the kids and we can spend the rest of the day in bed.”

“You’re awful,” she whispers back, almost annoyed, but I don’t miss the tease in her tone.

“You’ll still love me forever, though, right?”

“Yes,” she answers, sighing heavily against my lips. “It’s very inconvenient, you know? Loving you.”

I smirk at that, carefully pulling her thighs up around my waist to ensure I don’t squish my daughter between us. My dick rests against her clit through our swimsuits and she digs her nails into my neck, quickly looking over to ensure our boys aren’t watching, then she dips her head and smashes her mouth on mine, making me laugh.

Inconvenient, my ass.

The End.