Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 78043 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78043 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
“I’m glad.” Master held out his arms. “Come here and give us both kisses. Daddy was worried.”
Not too worried, obviously.
“Yes, Master.” But any excuse for naked cuddles and kissing was a good excuse. “Kisses to the rescue.”
They fixed everything.
Bouncing on the bed, I wiggled up between their legs and gave them both adorable kisses. Daddy tried to sigh and look dramatic. “You’re just manipulating me again.”
Yep.
“Master said to.” Oh well. “More kisses.”
Daddy sighed again but gave me his cheek like he was the king and knew he deserved all the kisses. Master was nearly giggling when he got his. “For some reason, your Daddy thought you might not know what to do to get all clean.”
Hmm.
Hadn’t we talked about that?
“I practiced.” And kisses again to make sure Daddy’s eyes stayed in his head. “I wanted to make sure I did it right.”
Master grinned. “I thought so.”
Because he was smart…and naughty.
So I leaned over and pretended to whisper. “Don’t tell Daddy but I liked practicing.”
For some reason people on the internet said that might make my partners uncomfortable, but Master laughed and Daddy blushed and shook his head.
No worries in sight.
Daddy finally grinned too and gave me a soft kiss on my cheek. “Nothing to worry about here then.”
“Hey, you’re trying to look sweet and distract me.” No fair. That was my job. “You’re supposed to squirm and worry.”
Rolling his eyes, Daddy shrugged. “Oh well.”
Ugh.
“Master?” Pouting, I leaned into Tate and looked adorably sad. “Daddy’s being me.”
Master almost laughed but he was very good at playing along and gave me a big hug, pulling me onto his lap. “Never. There is only one naughty boy here.”
Laughing, I wrapped my arms around him and wiggled my butt over his erection. “Me. And your naughty boy needs a spanking.”
With as much penis fun as Daddy could handle.
Which would only be a little but that was okay because too much would make me come too fast.
And the internet said I should probably still be hard and really turned on before Daddy and Master fucked me for the first time. For some reason, everyone thought it might be uncomfortable and being hard was supposed to distract me.
That sounded weird but the internet hadn’t been wrong about much, so I was willing to try it their way this once.
“I think my naughty boy is very ready for his spanking.” Master held me tight and gave me another kiss. “He needs a pink bottom before he gets fucked.”
Yes!
Nodding, I tried to look innocent and sweet. “I think that’s a very good plan. Thank you, Master.”
Daddy huffed and shook his head, but he wasn’t thinking about me getting clean anymore. “It was my idea.”
Hmm.
Maybe?
I couldn’t remember.
“Oh, I’m a naughty boy.” Frowning and making sure I looked very sad, I scrambled out of Master’s hug as he fought off giggles. “I’ll make it up to you, Daddy.”
Moving into the middle of the bed, I got up on all fours and wiggled my bottom at Daddy. “You get the first spank to make up for it. Your naughty boy is very sorry.”
And very horny.
And very excited to be fucked.
And very hard.
Yes!
“Oh, Daddy.” He’d spanked me hard enough to send sparks and happies through me. I couldn’t help pushing my bottom up and moaning. “You’re a good spanker too, Daddy. Thank you.”
Daddy was quiet but he was thinking about where to give me another good spank because his hand came down on my other cheek. “Now you match. That looks very pretty.”
I had such good Doms.
I was going to tell them but then I got matching spanks on both sides from Master and he even flicked my penis with a finger.
Wow.
I was going to get the best first fuck ever.
“Thank you.” Master might’ve done the flicking but I knew Daddy had been nervous, so I wanted to thank them both. Master was confident but Daddy had been brave and I’d been patient.
Yep, we all deserved nice words…and orgasms.
Chapter 10
Dean
I’d spanked him.
He thought I was confident enough to have sex with.
I hadn’t squeaked when his dick had been flicked.
They were probably low bars but I’d cleared them fairly well. Thankfully, I wasn’t the one in charge of this part, so I didn’t have to worry about moving them higher. That was going to be Tate’s job and I was going to do my best to support him as well as I could.
The wicked grin he was wearing said he probably knew that but he didn’t have an issue with it. “Such a good boy, slut. You’ve got such good manners.”
And a pretty bottom based on how Joel was moaning that out over and over.
He didn’t even seem to realize he was doing it, but between telling us how grateful he was as we spanked him and his sexy moans, his focus was on how pretty he said his ass looked. It made it impossible to be worried about anything else when he was so excited and ridiculous.