Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 88279 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 441(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88279 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 441(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
“Okay.” He finally nods. Gaeton glances at the door. “Isabelle’s shame kink is a trip.”
“Gaeton.” I wait for him to look at me and then pull him closer, inch by inch. “It’s not her kink that’s tripping you up. It’s how much you enjoy playing it out with her. You like it, her being a little slut, and you like punishing her for it.”
“Yeah. I do.” His breath ghosts against my lips. “I’m taking lead for the next part.”
“I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
The moment stretches out between us, and I’m almost convinced I can feel the earth getting soft and sticky beneath our feet, ready to suck us down. I’m about to take a step back when Gaeton curses and grabs the back of my neck with his free hand. He bends down and tows me that last little distance to his mouth.
He tastes like whiskey, and he doesn’t dick around with teasing. He tilts my head back and claims my mouth. I allow it for half a second, reveling in the fact that we’re kissing, that he made the first move, and then I grab his shirt and kiss the fuck out of him back.
I almost forget myself when he presses his hips against me and I feel his big cock against my stomach. Almost.
I wrench away. My breath comes out as raggedly as his does. “Later.”
Gaeton blinks down at me and gives himself a little shake. “Right. Later.” He suddenly grins. “Figures that you couldn’t resist all of this.” He motions to himself.
“Good to know that this situation hasn’t damaged your arrogance any.”
“Not even a little bit.” He gives the door an assessing look. “Bets on if they managed to obey this time or if Isabelle’s riding Aurora’s face again?”
I shake my head and start move past him, enjoying the way he holds still as our bodies drag against each other. “We good?”
“Yeah.” He nods. “We’re good. This whole situation has been one hell of a head trip, but you’re right. I was fucking up earlier.”
“Nothing you can’t make right if you want to.”
His eyes gleam with arrogant amusement. “I know.” Gaeton grabs my arm, holding me in place. “After we’re done here…”
“Yeah?”
He strokes his hand down my chest and grips my cock through my jeans. Gaeton curses softly. “After we’re done with Isabelle’s fantasy, why don’t we try yours on for size?”
The storage room suddenly seems significantly smaller. I look up at him, my heart beating harder than it has right to. “We don’t have to do that.”
“It has nothing to do with having to do something, and everything with wanting to do it.” He leans down and licks my bottom lip. “Maybe Isabelle isn’t the only one with a little bit of a shame kink. Maybe I don’t want to wait for later, at least for this.” He exhales slowly and reaches for the button of my jeans. I hold perfectly still as he unzips me and draws my cock out. “And maybe you weren’t the only one that day who thought about what it would be like with three of us in bed together.”
I have to fight not to hold my breath as he strokes me with his rough hand. I thought I’d have to slow play things more to bring Gaeton around, but it feels like we’ve all tipped over the edge and are barreling to the only conclusion that makes sense. I let Gaeton guide my back to the wall and watch him sink to his knees. The truth bursts out of me without my having any intention of speaking. “It pissed me off so fucking much to watch you suck Hook’s cock. To know that he had your ass whenever he wanted it.”
Gaeton grins in the near-darkness. “Jealous.”
“Fuck yeah. And furious about it.” I sift my fingers through his hair. “We do this, and there’s no going back. Your mouth is mine. Your ass is mine. You are mine, just like she is.”
“Or maybe that’s not what it means. Maybe it means I just want to suck you off right now.” Gaeton licks the head of my cock.
Frustration nips at me, but I shove it down deep. We’ll get there. He’s already made his decision, for all that he’s playing the denial game right now. I tug on his hair just hard enough to hurt. “Then stop fucking around and suck my cock, Gaeton. We have two pretty subs waiting for their punishment out there.”
“They can wait.”
He sucks me down and I can’t stop myself from cursing at how good it feels. It’s more than his mouth around my cock. It’s what this portends. Gaeton is mine. And I’m his, which he’ll acknowledge when he finally comes to terms with this. I give him a full fifteen seconds of playing with me before I take control, tightening my grip and choosing my rhythm. His big hands shift to my hips, holding me lightly as I fuck his mouth. The look on his face. Fuck. He’s blissed out, in heaven as I shove my cock down his throat.