Fifty
Asher
While Violet finishedher bath, Enzo and I worked on preparing dinner.We knew that she was stressed with us wanting to celebrate her birthday, so we were doing everything we could to make it as calm and peaceful for her as possible.We both knew there was no way we could let her spend her birthday as just another day, but we also knew that everything we did needed to be about Violet, not us.
I had just finished setting the food on the table when Violet walked in wearing the new pajamas we had bought for her.While it wasn’t the lingerie we had picked for her at Dark Vibes, she still made comfy look sexy, which made it hard to want to eat the food we had cooked when my cock was getting hard and I wanted to eat Violet instead.
“That bath was amazing,” she said, sighing with contentment as she sat down.“Thank you again, you guys.That was really nice of you.”
“We’re glad you enjoyed it,” I answered, kissing the top of her head as I sat down beside her.
Enzo sat on the other side of her and held up the plate of steaks so she could choose which one she wanted.Her eyes widened as she picked the smallest one and licked her lips.
“Don’t do that,” I groaned, trying to control myself and my now raging erection.
“Do what?”
“Lick your lips like that.”
“Why not?”
“It makes me think about you licking them after sucking my cock, and I would like to enjoy dinner without having obsessive thoughts of fucking you while you eat your steak.”
“Hey, who am I to stand in the way of your happiness?”she teased as she held her hands up and grinned like a vixen.
“Food first, play later,” Enzo scolded as he handed me the plate, then took the last steak.
“Yes, daddy,” Violet said sarcastically, not realizing the weight of her words until Enzo let out a low rumble of a growl.
“Ohhh...you like that, don’t you?”she pressed, turning to face him.“You like it when I call you daddy?”
“You'd better stop while you’re ahead, baby doll,” I warned as I put a baked potato on her plate.“You’re going to need your energy, so I recommend eating your dinner.”
“So, what you’re saying is that if I’m agood girland eat my dinner, thendaddywill play with me later?”She ran her tongue along her lip, leaving a trail of wetness that I wanted to lick.
I met her gaze and held it, realizing what she was doing.She was going to act out and show her bratty side to take control because she felt so unsure about what everyone had planned for her.
