Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 34451 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 172(@200wpm)___ 138(@250wpm)___ 115(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34451 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 172(@200wpm)___ 138(@250wpm)___ 115(@300wpm)
Brody’s eyes widened, and he went back to giving the Fox a blow job. The Fox’s eyes turned to her.
She sucked in a breath. “I was just thinking that I really want to come.”
The Fox raised his eyebrows. “And that made you grumpy? Why?”
“Because I was naughty, and now I’m being punished. So I might not get to come.”
“Hmm. That would be true if you were really naughty. Lucky for you, you were only a little bit naughty.”
“Really?” she asked, smiling.
“Really. Come here. I want you to suck on my nipples.”
Ooh. Good. He must have forgotten about the five spanks he’d promised her. She took his offered hand, and he helped her kneel next to him on the sofa. Then she bent down and sucked on his nipples.
A small groan escaped him. “Fuck, baby. That’s it. Both of you. Suck me.”
So. Hot.
Then he lightly tugged on her hair. “Stop, baby. Pup, pull off me.”
She leaned back, sad to have lost his nipples. But perhaps that meant he was going to start touching her.
“Brody, go and get the candy cane plug and the gingerbread lube. Bunny, I want you to stand and face the couch. Then bend over with your hands on the couch seat.”
Oh, shoot!
That did not sound good. Brody moved away and stood, heading off to get one of the candy cane butt plugs.
“Why am I bending over like this, Daddy?” she asked as she got into position. He pressed her legs further apart before he ran his hand over her bottom.
“Why? Because I’m going to spank your naughty bottom as soon as I plug Brody. And then I’m going to use the lube on your pussy.”
“I don’t need lube.” She was already so wet that she worried it was coating the top of her thighs.
“But you like the taste of the gingerbread one, don’t you?”
What did that mean? How was she going to taste it when he was using it on her?
And yeah . . . she did. And while there was a definite tingle when he used it on her, it only added to her pleasure.
“Autumn?” he asked, squeezing her ass cheek.
“Yeah, I like that one the best.” The Fox had found a place that made Christmas-themed lube. There was also candy cane, eggnog, and Christmas pudding. Yeah, that last one was as weird as it sounded. The eggnog lube was surprisingly nice. And the candy cane one was super sweet.
But gingerbread was definitely her favorite.
“Good.”
“Here you are, Sir.”
She glanced over to see Brody handing the Fox the plug and lube.
Yikes.
“Get into place beside Bunny,” the Fox ordered. “But I want the side of your face resting on the seat of the cushions and your hands reaching back to part your ass cheeks.”
Darn it.
What she wouldn’t give to watch that.
“Yes, Sir.”
She turned her head to watch Brody, whose face was turned to her. There was a squirting noise, and after a few seconds, Brody let out a small groan.
“Do you like my fingers in your ass, Pup?”
“Yes, Sir,” Brody replied.
“Such a good boy to hold your ass open for me to play with. Do you want more, Pup?”
“Please, Sir.”
“That’s good. Because you’re getting more. Now breathe in. And out.”
She knew that as Brody let his breath out, the Fox was pushing the plug into his ass.
Darn it.
She kind of wished that was her. Her clit was throbbing as Brody closed his eyes, his face filling with pleasure.
“That’s it. Good boy. You did so well. I’m just going to wash up, and the two of you are going to stand right here, understand me?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Of course you will. Because I’m in charge.”
As the Fox moved away, she rolled her eyes at Brody. Her playmate grinned. But it was half-hearted.
“Hey, you all right?” she asked, reaching out her hand to him.
“Sorry I got you in trouble, Tutu.” He bit his lip.
“I’m not.”
His eyes widened. “You’re not?”
“No. Because now we get to play together. Hopefully, we both get orgasms too. Never be sorry about orgasms.”
“Noted.”
“Are the two of you talking?” the Fox asked as he came back into the room.
“You didn’t say we couldn’t talk, Daddy,” she pointed out.
“Hmm. This is true. Carry on.”
That’s something she loved about him. The Fox didn’t linger on the small things. While he had an ego, he never thought he was more than them. And he didn’t have to make them feel small or inadequate to make himself feel like the big man.
In fact, he only ever lifted them up.
“You look damn good with a candy cane in your ass, Pup.”
Brody let out a strangled noise, his face growing red. And Autumn had to hold back a grin. Then she heard the squirting of lube again, and this time, Brody moaned in pleasure.
Ooh. What was happening?
“Daddy, what are you doing to Brody-bear?” she asked, trying to peer over her shoulder. But the Fox was standing between them.