Total pages in book: 248
Estimated words: 236036 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1180(@200wpm)___ 944(@250wpm)___ 787(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 236036 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1180(@200wpm)___ 944(@250wpm)___ 787(@300wpm)
Tripp clears his throat, and she pulls away guiltily.
I frown, hoping he isn’t about to bring the evening to a crashing halt.
“Maybe we should uh… go somewhere with a little more privacy. You said this was a make-out spot, so it’ll probably get busier soon.” Tripp points to the slowly setting sun.
Flushing at the thought of getting caught, I help pull Marci to her feet and stand also. I wipe my suddenly sweaty hands on my jeans and catch Tripp’s eye, hoping he’s as caught up in the moment as we are.
When he notices me watching him, he winks, and the corners of his mouth turn up in a half smile. A shiver runs down my spine and nervous excitement clenches my stomach. I’m excited to be with Marci, but I’m still always just as excited to be with my Daddy in front of her. I do have a tiny bit of an exhibition kink, provided I have control over who the audience is.
As if she can read my mind, Marci’s gaze darts between us. Bouncing on her toes anxiously, she asks, “So…uh… are you guys together like you like to share women or like together like you like to share women?”
She looks very interested in the answer and Tripp’s half smile turns into a full-on smirk. Instead of answering her, he turns to me, his voice suddenly deep and commanding. “C’mere, babyboy.”
My eyes big, and my heart racing, I walk to where he’s standing, and breathe in a deep happy sigh when his arm wraps around my waist, pulling me close to his chest. I look up at him and his lips crash town on mine, claiming me in a captivating kiss for the world to see. Well, for Marci to see, anyway. His hands that were gripping my waist drop lower until he’s palming my ass with both hands while he kisses me.
And somehow, my dick, which was hard already, gets even harder. When he finally breaks the kiss, I’m dizzy, panting, and for a split second I forget that Marci exists.
Tripp turns me around, pulls my back to his chest, with his arms wrapped around my top half, then says to her “Does that answer your question?”
“Yes!” she squeaks.
“And is that going to be a problem for you?” he asks with a raised eyebrow.
Her head wags back and forth so fast it looks like it’s gonna come dislocated and roll off her neck. Then just when I’m starting to worry, it stops, and her lips part as she looks at us intently. The tip of her tongue darts out between them, and I can tell she has another question.
“Yessss?” I drawl. “Was there something you needed to say, babygirl? Or ask?”
She opens her mouth, and this time I’m sure we’ll hear what’s going on in that sexy little brain of hers. But instead she clamps her lips tight and swallows hard.
I frown, and feel Tripp tense up behind me. Marci points down the dirt road we’d taken, and we turn to see several cars making their way to where we are, no doubt full of hormone-crazed teenagers. Not that we’d been acting any better.
“We should get going.” Tripp leans forward and reaches for Marci’s hand.
She lets him take it but hesitates just a little.
“Let’s get out of here.”
Wordlessly, she nods and allows him to help her into the truck between us. We pull out just as the cars full of teenagers pull in and I can’t help but be relieved. A few minutes earlier and they would have gotten quite a show.
Tripp
Marci teases me the whole way to our campground and by the time we pull up she’s lucky I haven’t pulled off the side of the road somewhere and demanded she put her money where her mouth is.
With Levi I would have. But Marci is a lady, despite how she’s currently acting, and she’s a lady I’m still trying to impress.
We’re going to have sex tonight. I can feel it in my gut, and as much as I like to stick to convention, I can tell I’d have a fight on my hands from the both of them if I tried.
And I don’t want to try. I want to kiss her pink mouth and taste her sweet pussy. Getting to smack her ass was just a party favor that left me wanting more.
As soon as we park, I wrench open the door and hop out, then go around to the other side and help them down. Marci holds on to Levi while I unlock the trailer. I wait for them to enter first and once they’re inside I close my eyes and try to steal a moment with myself. I’m trying to talk sense into my raging libido, but my cock is having none of it.
Rituals are rituals because they work, but does the money even matter if we get the girl?