Big Daddy Firemen (Big Cedar Daddies Book 2)

Daisy couldn’t believe this was happening.

It was just like so many dreams she’d had. But the nearly overwhelming, intense sensations she was feeling in every square inch of her body told her this was very real.

A warmth built in her core before spreading up and down. She couldn’t keep from smiling. Her eyes reacted by fluttering open and closed and, depending on the amount of ecstasy she felt, rolling into the back of her head. Her heart was drumming in her chest while her stomach turned somersaults, like she was zooming down the steep drop of a roller coaster.

Even her toes were tingling!

She was smashed between the two hard, strong bodies of Cane and Walker, pinned by their muscles and jabbing cocks. A moment later, after kissing a trail up and down her back and neck, Cane stepped away.

“You got this, brother,” he told Walker.

Walker grinned but shook his head. “You didn’t finish.”

“Oh, I will,” Cane said in a suggestive tone, making Daisy wonder just what the fireman had in mind. “But you have some fun first. I want to just stand back and listen to our girl scream. Over and over again. After that, we’ll get her good and clean. I have an idea.”

Walker’s eyes twinkled. “Hmm. I wonder if it’s the same thing I’m thinking.”

Daisy turned to where she could see Cane, too, just in time to see him shrug.

“Probably. Great minds think alike.”

Daisy’s mind was spinning, trying to make sense of what they were thinking, when Walker reached out and grabbed her. The action cut off all her thoughts as he hoisted her up.

“I want you bouncing on my cock, little girl. I want to see those tits jiggling and feel that pussy spurting. You hear Daddy?”

Daisy tried to answer but only an excited moan escaped her throat. Walker smiled and smacked her ass hard, adding stinging pleasure-pain to every other intense sensation she was feeling.

“I asked if you hear your Daddy.”

“Yes, S-sir,” she stuttered.

He smacked her bottom again. “Good girl. Now get to riding.”

He lowered her, bringing her pussy lips in contact with the tip of his throbbing rod. She sucked in a sharp breath and then sighed as he entered her.

This was amazing.

She didn’t want this moment to ever end.

She was so overwhelmed by the joyful pleasure coursing through her veins that she could hardly focus on anything else.

Walker was leaning back against the shower wall. His feet were firmly planted on the tile floor, giving him the leverage he needed to work her up and down, impaling her upon his shaft.

Cane took hold of her from behind and was using his strength to assist.

Daisy moaned, her eyes going wide. Her mouth opened but nothing came out. A scream was building, but it was as if her body was in a state of suspended animation and nothing, including her voice, would work right.

But it gradually came back.

“Yes. Daddy. Oh. Daddy. Fuck!” she cried, only managing one-word sentences as she rode the wave of pleasure.

“You hear the way that little girl talked?” Cane said. “Naughty, naughty.”

He smacked her ass three times. The pleasure she felt only grew as the stinging pain jolted through her jiggling ass.

That was all it took to push her over the edge. She arched her back and threw her head back, that scream finally escaped her lips and echoed off the wet tiled walls.

Her body twitched violently, but the men held her firmly, ensuring she didn’t topple onto the hard floor along with the hot streams of water that swirled around the drain.

She waited for Walker to explode inside her, but instead, with the help of Cane, he gently raised her off his still-hard shaft.

“Good girl,” he said. “Now, you just stand still and let your Daddies get you good and clean. Use this as a chance to catch your breath. Because we aren’t done with you yet.”

Cane chuckled before adding something that sent an excited chill down Daisy’s spine.

“Not by a long shot, little girl.”