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)
Now, that was a sight worth killing for.
“Enough,” he said more harshly than he’d intended. But neither of them looked concerned as they pulled back.
His girl smiled at him over her shoulder.
“Pup, stand up. Bunny, I want you to give him a blow job while you stay sitting on my dick.”
“Ooh, yes,” she said with pleasure. “Come here, big boy. Come to mama.”
Brody winced. “Please don’t call yourself mama.”
Autumn took his dick into her mouth, and Brody moaned. “Shit. So good.”
He didn’t know why he was torturing himself like this. Having her sit on his dick while she sucked Brody off. But it was an exquisite sort of torture.
Fuck. He wasn’t going to last much longer. Neither was Brody, if the flush on his cheeks was any indication.
“I’m going to fuck you now, Bunny. Pup, don’t come without permission.”
Still holding her hips, he drew her up and down his hard cock. It felt so damn good. His breathing grew faster, his pulse racing.
“Sir, please, may I come?”
“Not yet,” he said.
Brody groaned. But really, did he expect him to say yes?
His girl’s pussy felt so good around him. Squeezing him. Wet and hot. His balls ached, and he felt his orgasm building in the small of his back.
“Come now, Pup! Bunny, swallow everything he gives you.”
Like she wouldn’t anyway.
Brody gave a shout of pleasure that mingled with the Fox’s groan as he came. When she drew off Brody’s dick, she turned to grin at him. He drew her off his cock, spinning her so she faced him. Then he drew her in for a kiss so he could taste their boy.
Delicious.
Brody sat next to them. He drew the other man in for his own kiss.
Fuck. Had anything felt so right?
If it had, he didn’t know when. Drawing back, he held them both tight against him. Where they belonged.
After a few minutes, when their breathing had calmed, he straightened.
“That was so hot,” Autumn murmured tiredly.
“Does someone need a nap?” he asked.
“Nuh-uh, not me, Daddy.”
Seemed she did. She had slid straight into Little headspace.
“Oh, I think you do. Daddy is going to put you down for a nap. And then give our Pup the spanking he’s owed.”
“I’m not owed a spanking.”
“Of course you are. For telling me what I can and can’t do. What’s more, you want one.” Brody squirmed on the sofa.
“But I want to watch, Daddy.” Autumn looked up at him with a pout.
He tapped her lip. “Put that away or you’ll be getting your own spanking.”
Actually, that sounded like the perfect way to spend the afternoon. Spanking, naps, and cuddles.
Could life get any better?
He didn’t think so.