He adds another finger, fucking me hard and rough. He hits every spot that has me nearly screaming, but I bite back the sounds.
“You wanna scream my name, don’t you, Mylah? You wanna ride my fuckin’ cock like a little whore don’t you?” He rasps near my ear. He continues his sweet torture on my pussy as he whispers his dirty words in my ear, and I can barely hold myself upright.
“Do it, slut. Cum all over my goddamn fingers for me. Show daddy what you like,” he says, biting into my earlobe. My pussy clenches as I lose all control. I bite the inside of my cheek until I taste blood as my orgasm washes over me. I coat his fingers in everything he wanted. When Tide finally pulls them free, I moan from the loss.
Tide steps back, and I turn to face him as he brings his fingers to his lips and sucks them clean.
“I knew you were gonna taste good.”
“We shouldn’t have done that.”
“Next time, my head’s gonna be between those pretty little thighs. I’m gonna eat the best fuckin’ meal of my life.”
“There won’t be a next time.”
“Oh, there will be. We both know it. I’ll be waitin’ for you, Mylah.”
Chapter 3
Tide
“It’s your son's girlfriend,” Ranger reminds me as I smell my fingers, the scent of her still lingering.
“Yeah? So?”
“So don’t you think that’s a little wrong?”
“No. He’s not hittin’ it right, Ranger. A real man needs to slide between those thighs.” Ranger chuckles as Bane and Cross shake their heads.
“Somethin’ to say?” I ask, looking between the two of them.
“Nope. You make your own choices, Tide. Just don’t fuck up your relationship with your son for some pussy,” Cross tells me.
“I won’t. And I don’t think she’s just some pussy.”
“What do you mean?”
“I think there’s more to us,” I tell them. I can feel it. I know there is. I just don’t know how all of this works. How it all plays out for us.
“You wanna claim her?” Bane blanches.
“In a way, yeah. There’s always been this tension between us. There’s always been somethin’ there.”
“It’s your son’s girlfriend, Tide.” I don’t need the reminder. I know exactly who she is.
“Thanks for lettin’ me know,” I say before bringing my beer to my lips and taking a pull.
“That could get messy.”
“It could. Or it could work out. Who the hell knows, yeah?”
“You think Christian is just gonna hand her over like a piece of mail?” Bane asks.
“I didn’t say it was gonna be easy, brother. Why are you all jumpin’ my ass anyway? I haven’t done shit but finger fuck the girl in the bathroom.”
“You did what?” Storm asks.
“You heard me. Daddy gave her a little sample,” I say with a smirk. Storm smiles and shakes his head.