Total pages in book: 215
Estimated words: 217988 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1090(@200wpm)___ 872(@250wpm)___ 727(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 217988 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1090(@200wpm)___ 872(@250wpm)___ 727(@300wpm)
“Sorry, Papa.”
“We’ll call it done at fifteen.”
“Yes, Papa.”
“Good. I’ll count.”
The first few landed in a flurry. He could barely catch his breath. He didn’t want to yell out knowing that might upset Autumn. Although, when he glanced over at her, she was watching with a rapt expression on her face.
The Fox paused to rub Brody’s stinging ass.
“I could watch this all day. Keep going,” Autumn said.
The Fox stopped rubbing. “Bunny?”
“Yes, Daddy?”
“What did I say about staying quiet?”
“Oh, whoops, Daddy. I forgot.”
The Fox walked over to her, Brody kept his head turned to watch.
“Maybe you need a reminder.” He held out his hand and she took it. Then he spun her and popped her twice on the ass before sitting her back in the chair. Her mouth was open.
Brody had to hide his grin. It likely didn’t hurt since it was over her clothing. It was more about the shock factor.
The Fox moved back over to him, leaning down to whisper. “Sorry about that. But don’t worry about Bunny, she’s fine. Practically drooling.”
“Right. Here are the last five. Ready?”
“Guess so.”
Smack!
Fuck. Shit. He bit his lip as a groan escaped.
“Don’t hold back, boy.”
Darn it.
His ass was throbbing. Yep, sitting wasn’t going to be fun.
Smack! Smack!
He sucked in a breath, trying to hold back the tears gathering in his eyes. He wasn’t going to let them free. He wasn’t.
Smack! Smack!
Those were the last two. He let out a sigh of relief. The Fox helped him stand, before he took a seat on the sofa. “Come here.” He patted his lap.
Brody shook his head. “I’m too heavy.”
“Come here. Kick off your boxers and then straddle my thighs.”
His voice was filled with command and Brody couldn’t resist him. Hastily, he removed his boxers, then climbed into the Fox’s lap. It should have felt ridiculous. He was a grown man sitting in another man’s lap. He shouldn’t need comforting.
But he did.
The Fox wrapped his arms around him, rocking him slightly and he buried his face in the Fox’s neck, feeling a few tears slip free.
“That’s it, my boy. All done now. What a good boy you were.”
Oh, hell.
He liked hearing that.
“Come here, Bunny. Come help me.”
He felt the sofa move as Autumn climbed on. Then she was kneeling beside them, her arm going around his back as she pressed her face against his and kissed his ear.
“You all good, Brody-bear?”
“Yeah,” he replied huskily. “Better now.” He turned his head and she kissed him.
Both Autumn and the Fox rubbed his back.
“We need you, Brody-bear,” Autumn told him.
“Which is why you have to take care of yourself. Both of you do.” The Fox reached out an arm and gathered Autumn against them both. “Did you eat half of your food and drink most of your water?”
“I’m nearly there, Daddy!”
“Better get it done while I help our boy get dressed.”
She scrambled back, and the Fox cupped Brody’s chin, studying his face. “Okay?”
“Yeah. I’m good,” he told him.
The Fox kissed him. “That’s my good boy. Papa is proud of you.”
“Fudge. Why does my dick think that now is a good time to get hard?” Brody muttered.
“I can help with that!” Autumn held up her hand.
The Fox gave her a surprised look. “Can you? Have you lent a hand to our Pup and his thick dick before?”
“I sucked him off,” she said in such a proud voice that Brody stared at her in amazement.
“Did you? Now, that’s something I would pay money to see,” the Fox murmured.
He wrapped his hand around Brody’s dick, giving it a few pumps. “Unfortunately, Brody was just punished so he doesn’t get to come tonight.”
No! What crap was that?
“Bummer. I like sucking on him to get to sleep,” she said with a sigh.
“Do you just?” the Fox murmured.
“Oh. Is that . . . does that sound weird?”
Brody tensed, waiting for his answer. If he said it was weird then Brody was going to have to do something drastic. Like knee him in the balls.
“Of course it doesn’t. If it comforts you, why would it be weird?”
Brody gave him an approving look.
“You can suck on his dick later if you need to, but he’s not allowed to come.”
Autumn beamed while Brody groaned. What fresh torture was this?
“Off you get, boy. Let’s get you dressed.”
Brody climbed off his lap, the Fox holding his hand to steady him. He didn’t need the help the way Autumn would, but he liked it anyway. Then the Fox grabbed his boxers and crouched, holding them out.
“Uh, um. What are you doing?”
“He’s helping you get dressed, Brody-bear. Best you hold on to his shoulders, it’s super hard to stand on one foot. I’m pretty good at it, but you probably aren’t.”
Right, because he was so clumsy.
“Feet in,” the Fox said.
“I can dress myself.”
“Boy, put your feet in the holes. I don’t often get to do this, and you’re not going to deny me the opportunity now.”