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)
Kissing sounds made me realize Dean had decided that was a better way to handle Joel, and fingers must’ve still been involved too judging by the moan Joel let out. There was no way I could’ve been asleep through the best part of their conversation…or all that moaning…so I opened my eyes to a beautiful sight.
Joel was naked and kneeling, ass up with Dean’s fingers deep in his bottom.
Dean was wrapped around Joel, kissing him to keep his mouth from giving Dean a heart attack so early in the day, and it looked like he’d finally gotten into the spirt of making Joel’s ass burn with a good stretch.
All it’d taken was to be tortured with questions and kindness.
Joel didn’t seem to understand that, though, because as Dean released his lips, he sighed. “You’re so good to me, Daddy.”
Adorable.
And they were both nearly insane because Dean managed to smile. “Because you’re my good boy.”
Best Daddy ever.
“Look at this view.” I was the best Master ever for distracting Joel, though. “Oh, is that sexy bottom for me?”
Joel’s head whipped around as he gave me an ear-to-ear grin. “Yes. You didn’t get to come last night, so we’re fixing it.”
Hmm.
“I know how much you like being fucked but you didn’t have to get up early for me, slut.” I wasn’t surprised when he nodded, but the confused look that took over made me think I’d missed something.
“I got to come with my tail. Daddy got to come with your lips. But we forgot you.” Joel’s expression was too interesting for it to be a casual remark.
Unfortunately, he got a sleep-addled Master responding to him who hadn’t even gotten coffee yet. “Come ride my cock, sexy boy.”
Dean’s hand had stopped moving, but from what I’d heard, Joel was more than ready for me. “This is a wonderful way to start the day.”
Back to smiling, Joel giggled and shivered as Dean’s hand moved back. “That always feels weird.”
“Being empty after having fingers in your bottom?” His smile said I got it right, but he didn’t get distracted talking. “That’s right. Straddle me.”
I was already hard as hell and naked because I’d been too lazy to find anything to sleep in, so all I needed was to brace my dick and he was sliding into place. His slick, tight hole was perfect, but my favorite part was his sexy grin and the way his eyes nearly rolled back in his head as I filled him.
“Good boy.” Running my hands along his thighs, I rocked my hips up to make the burn even better for him. “Let me hear how much you like being filled.”
Joel loved that order and Dean did too judging by the way his hand came to give his dick a good squeeze.
“I…I’m your good boy, Master.” Joel’s needy moan and the way he clenched around me said that his ability to be good had a short shelf-life. “Very good…”
Chuckling had me rocking just enough that I gave him a short thrust that had him moaning. “Good boys get the best rewards.”
I had the cutest partners.
They were adorable, sweet, and insane.
“Good boys also take good care of their Masters.” Focusing on alternating my movements as he started to rock and ride me, I did my best to keep my brain working. “Tell me about forgetting me. I think I don’t understand a rule.”
His brain cleared just long enough to give me another confused look.
Yep.
There was a rule we didn’t know about.
I wanted to hear it but I wanted to fuck with him too, so I kept him riding me and wrapped my hand around his erection. “Why was it important?”
Keeping my hand tight had him fucking my fist every time he rocked, and it was just painful enough that his gasps were sexy as fuck. Thinking was also getting harder and harder for both of us, but I had questions, so I wasn’t going to come until I’d gotten my answers.
“It’s…” Trying to clear his head with a deep breath and clench around my dick at the same time didn’t help his brain, but it was fun to watch. “Special…special partners take care…take care of each other. I can’t…I can’t be greedy if you’re special.”
Somehow, he’d ended up telling his mother how often he got orgasms compared to the rest of us.
“And…” Shivering as he found just the right position to have the head of my dick hitting his prostate, Joel had to fight to explain the rules. “And we’re…we’re supposed to make sure…when…we’re supposed to make sure our special partners know when we want to have attention. But…but you forget that sometimes.”
Oh.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Dean sitting straighter. I wasn’t the only one who was hearing this for the first time.
Had Joel been walking around naked every time he wanted an orgasm?