**Chapter 1: Golden Hunger**
The afternoon sunlight slanted through the half-drawn curtains, casting golden stripes across the rumpled sheets where Tabitha lay propped against the headboard. Her breath came in shallow bursts, a sheen of sweat glistening on her collarbone as Nathan, her youngest, nursed hungrily at her bare breast. His tiny fingers kneaded her skin, pulling soft sighs from her lips, while her other hand tangled in Timmy’s dark, tousled hair. She guided him with a firm grip, her skirt bunched around her hips, thighs spread wide as his mouth worked between them, hot and relentless.
The air was thick with the scent of milk and musk, a heady mix that made her head spin. Tabitha arched against Timmy’s tongue, a shuddering gasp escaping her as her body betrayed her resolve. 'Oh baby... oh god, just like that—' she moaned, her voice a low, desperate purr. A sticky trail of her own arousal glistened down her inner thigh, her hips rocking forward, nearly dislodging Nathan for a breathless moment.
Timmy’s dark eyes flickered up to meet hers, wide with a dangerous curiosity that sent a jolt through her core. He pulled back just enough to smirk, his lips slick and taunting. 'Shouldn’t what, Tabs? Shouldn’t make you squirm like this? Shouldn’t taste how damn wet you are for me?' His voice was a rough tease, each word dripping with challenge as his thumbs hooked inside her, stretching her wider, making her gasp again.
Tabitha’s grip tightened in his hair, not to push him away, but to pull him closer, her nails grazing his scalp. 'Timothy James, don’t you dare talk to me like that,' she hissed, though her protest melted into a throaty moan as his tongue flicked against her again, deliberate and wicked. 'You think you’ve got me figured out, don’t you? Think you can just—nngh—undo me with that smart mouth of yours?'
He chuckled against her, the vibration sending sparks up her spine. 'Oh, I know I can. You’re dripping, Tabs. Can’t hide how horny you are, not from me.' His hands gripped her thighs, firm and possessive, as he pushed her further open, his breath hot against her aching pussy. 'Tell me to stop, then. Go on. I dare you.'
Her head tipped back against the headboard, a low growl rumbling in her chest as she fought the wave building inside her. 'You little shit,' she panted, her voice sharp even as her body trembled under his touch. 'You don’t get to call the shots here. I do. Now shut up and make me cum before I decide to teach you a real lesson.'
Timmy’s grin was feral, his eyes glinting with mischief as he obeyed, his mouth working harder, faster, driving her to the edge. Tabitha’s breaths turned to ragged gasps, her ass clenching against the sheets, her body sweating with the effort of holding back. Above them, the nursery mobile spun lazy circles, its lullaby drowned out by the raw, primal sounds filling the room. She was so close, teetering on the brink, her mind a haze of need and control as she felt the first shudders of release threatening to explode through her.
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