Total pages in book: 220
Estimated words: 212755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1064(@200wpm)___ 851(@250wpm)___ 709(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 212755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1064(@200wpm)___ 851(@250wpm)___ 709(@300wpm)
They both just laughed.
I obviously needed to work on my ability to sound threatening.
Bishop seemed to decide that he needed to push for a punishment or maybe he was trying to distract me because as he started to nibble on Ian’s jaw, he made a low, sexy sound. “But why get me when we have a sexy boy squirming and begging for attention.”
Hmm?
Ian’s answering whimper was sexy, but the blush on his cheeks and the way he closed his eyes didn’t give me the go-ahead I was looking for. “Daddy…”
Not helpful either.
“Cohen’s not going to help you get off until you tell him it’s okay to touch you, cutie.” Bishop’s low voice was sexy and teasing as he drove his boy crazy. “He’s a gentleman like that. You’re going to have to beg and whimper for him if you want him to wrap his big hands around your dick.”
Ian’s legs tightened around me again as he took his sexy rocking up a notch, but that wasn’t words either.
Thankfully, his Daddy stepped in.
I couldn’t see what Bishop did, but his hand moved behind Ian and the boy melted against us, whining against Bishop. “Daddy…I…Can Cohen…can I ask…”
Oh, he wanted Daddy to give him a push?
“Ask Cohen to touch your cock, baby. I want to see his hands wrapped around your sexy dick, and I want to see you come all over his hands.” Bishop licked his ear and then took his time nibbling on Ian’s lobe as he whimpered and shook. “I told him how sexy you looked when you jerked off for me and just picturing it had him hard as a rock. I want to see how beautiful you are together.”
That sexy voice of his was probably half the reason Ian and I were both currently dating the naughty pup…and more than that when I thought about how he’d gotten us all together like this.
“Cohen—”
Just as Ian got the start out, Bishop nibbled on his ear, cutting him off. “No, naughty boy, you know how to ask.”
Without hesitation, Ian obeyed, giving me the sweetest plea for attention. “Sir…Sir, will you touch me, please?”
“Of course, sweetheart.” Taking my place at the other side of his neck, I kissed up the long column as I pushed the front of his pajamas down.
The mix of innocent and erotic was pure temptation and I knew it would show up in my fantasies again later, but for now I focused on his hard length and the way he whimpered against me as we kissed him.
Soft, gentle strokes seemed to just make him needier and pulled desperate sounds from our sexy boy. Every whimper had Bishop chuckling, and I knew the Dom part of him was loving the sexy torture.
Eventually, Ian couldn’t hold back, though. He whined and his hands shifted so he was clinging to my shoulders. “Please…Sir…Daddy…”
“Do you want it harder?” Bishop’s sexy growling voice sent a shiver through both of us. “Maybe he doesn’t realize what a naughty boy you are. Be a good boy and ask Cohen for what you need. He’s going to love hearing you beg.”
Oh yes, I would.
Ian knew it too based on the way his dick throbbed in my hand and the sexy, desperate sound he let out. There were a few long seconds of near silence where his soft whines were the only sound filling the room, but just when I was ready to ask him what color he was, the dam burst.
“Please, Sir. Please squeeze it tight. Daddy said…Daddy said he’d flick it. I’ve been so good, Sir…” As he sucked in a breath, I gave him what he wanted, cutting off the pleas with one rough tug on his dick.
His body couldn’t seem to decide if he wanted to melt or come. As he seemed to fight between floating off into subspace and orgasming right then, I kept the pleasure on the right side of painful. Just as it was getting to be too much and I could feel his orgasm welling up, Bishop bit down on his ear and his finger came down to tap the head of Ian’s achingly hard dick.
Cum flooded my hand as he cried out, the pleasure firing uncontrolled through him. I kept up the long strokes as the dirty sound of his now-slick cock made me even harder. When he finally collapsed between us, I released his cock and we both shifted to holding him tight.
Watching Bishop caress his boy, kissing him softly and holding him carefully, I knew that whatever happened between the three of us, I’d never felt anything more right. They seemed to feel it too because Ian turned his head, giving both of us soft kisses before smiling and snuggling between us again. “Thank you, Daddy. Thank you, Sir.”
God, was there anything sweeter?
I couldn’t wait to find out.