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Possibly lost in her own head about her upbringing.

She needs a distraction, and I just so happen to be the man to give it to her.

I tweak her nipple, and a little gasp leaves her as she pushes back onto my cock.

“You like that?” I mumble, and she nods. I slip the fabric of her bikini top to the side, exposing her tit beneath the water, then I cup her soft flesh, squeezing and rolling it in my hand.

Jesus, I think I could come by simply playing with her tits. She pushes her ass back again, and I have a vision of pushing into her tight little asshole. Something I’m going to do, especially given I know she’s never done anal before.

“You’re so responsive,” I groan against her cheek. “Daddy’s perfect girl.”

Her breath hitches, and she twists slightly to whisper back to me. “I want to feel you between my legs.” She licks her lips, and the lust in her eyes has my balls aching to fulfill her plea.

I glance around the hot tub. Each of them is lost in conversation; it’s almost as if we’re in our own world.

“Just a little touch, okay?”

She nods, small and frantic, so compliant.

Coughing, I clear my throat and shuffle around in the water, pushing my shorts down enough to allow my cock to spring free. The relief of it has me wanting to slam inside her, but instead, I push my cock down and Immie shifts to allow me to position myself between her legs. Then she shocks the hell out of me when she slips her hand between us and pushes her bikini bottoms to the side, allowing us to touch.

Holy fuck, yes.

The warmth of her bare cunt slipping and sliding over my length is an aphrodisiac. She’s unlocked something new and possessive inside of me.

I tighten the grip on my beer bottle when she giggles, causing her slick folds to torment me. I’m desperate to position the tip of my cock in her tiny holy and push inside, but somehow, I keep my composure.

“I need to get home soon,” Marlie tells Fen.

“You can stay the night,” he says.

Marlie grimaces. “I don’t know. I think your father will be pissed.”

“It’s fine.” He shrugs.

“You could sleep in my room?” Fern suggests.

Marlie’s shoulders relax. “I think that’s for the best.”

Fen rolls his eyes, and I chuckle. “Come on,” he says, standing.

I make quick work of sliding Immie’s top back in place. There’s no way I want them to climb out of the tub and see she’s naked.

Immie slumps against me as they climb out, and I band my arm across her chest and cup her jaw.

“Are you coming to pay Daddy a visit tonight?”

Heat blazes in her eyes. “Only if you promise to put it inside me this time.”

My cock jumps, and the little minx pushes down on me harder.

“I’m about to destroy your little cunt in front of everyone, Little Nightmare. Don’t push me,” I warn.

“Can we go home now, Daddy?” she whispers.

Damn fucking right, we can go home now.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR