CHAPTER 3: SWALLOW BEFORE THE CAKE

PIPER'S POV

Grayson freezes with his tongue buried inside me.

"Y-yeah!" My voice comes out high, strangled. Grayson hasn't moved — his tongue is still deep in my pussy, his hands still spreading my ass wide. "Just changing! I spilled something on my bikini!"

"Oh okay, honey. Have you seen Gray? Can't find him anywhere."

Grayson's tongue curls inside me and starts moving again, slower but relentless.

I bite down on my fist so hard I taste blood.

"No, Daddy! Haven't seen him! Maybe he went to get more ice!"

A pause that lasts a century.

"Alright, well, we're cutting the cake soon. Don't...