Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 106065 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 530(@200wpm)___ 424(@250wpm)___ 354(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 106065 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 530(@200wpm)___ 424(@250wpm)___ 354(@300wpm)
I followed every move like an addict.
I wanted to feel him, all of him, but he was so damn tall, and I was positioned too high up, right above his hips.
I’m kissing Master Greer.
We’re making out.
I whimpered and drew a ragged breath, to which he cursed and kissed me brutally hard.
“I can’t wait to hurt you.” His voice was filled with dark promise. “I can’t wait to make you cry.”
I moaned and tried to press my cock against his stomach.
“You’ll wear my marks and bruises with pride, boy.”
“Yes, Dominus,” I panted. “Daddy can hold me down when I scream.”
I wanted to cry with relief when Sloan’s gorgeous face appeared in my head. Marcus lingered in the background, refusing to be shoved out of my mind completely, but so be it. We’d just play in front of him. My nightmare version of him could fucking watch.
Greer cursed and ducked his face to plant an openmouthed kiss on my neck, and he sucked on the skin. “Let’s stop before I bend you over right here.”
“But I’m ready,” I replied, breathing heavily. “We can call for Sloan and Arch—”
“Hush, little cock-whore, you’ve tempted me too much already. I’ll be bottoming you out soon enough.”
I grinned, fucking delirious. “People keep saying that.”
“Cock-whore? If the fuzzy frog slippers fit…”
Oh, now I wanted fuzzy frog slippers!
“No, that I’m tempting you, but I’m not doing anything,” I laughed.
“Right. You throwing yourself at me and grinding your cock against me… I get as much action from watching the weather forecast.” He kissed my jaw before meeting my gaze, and he looked as horny as I felt.
I smiled like some dope.
Before he kissed the smile off my face. “Pizza. Say hey to River, Reese—”
“We’re calling them ShayTen now. Or TenShay.”
He snorted a chuckle and set me down on my feet again. “I ain’t callin’ them what sounds like a bathroom kink. Let’s go, brat.”
Oh my gosh, that was too funny. A bathroom kink!
A couple hours later, I was fairly certain there’d be no play today.
What Shay seemed to need more than a beating was a nice, chill evening with music and drinks and fun kink anecdotes that the Doms shared.
With a belly full of pizza, I was sprawled out between Greer and Sloan on the couch in the living room, while Archie kneeled dutifully next to where Greer sat. The table was filled with snacks and drinks, and I was solely responsible for almost emptying a bowl of gummy worms.
When River came back from having a cigarette on the porch, he slumped down in one of the chairs and looked on in amusement at Shay. “We’re gonna end up getting you a puppy, li’l pup, aren’t we?”
I smiled lazily as Sloan played with my hair.
Shay was seated on the floor, between Reese’s feet, playing with Bandit. The little puppy was all too happy about the extra attention.
“I guess it depends on whether you love me or not,” Shay replied.
Reese chuckled and leaned forward, pressing a kiss to the top of Shay’s head. “Now’s your chance to take us for a ride, sweetheart. Ain’t much we’ll say no to.”
“Aww.” I sat up and reached for my glass. “Next time someone calls the Tenley twins scary, I’ll tell them this.”
“Fine by me.” River grinned tiredly and took a sip of his whiskey. “Easier to terrify someone when they don’t expect it.”
Oh. Good point.
“I’ll keep calling you monsters,” I said decisively.
I took a big gulp of my delicious drink and swayed a little to the soft rock music.
Greer had mixed my drink, which was totally green like a frog. It had pineapple vodka, OJ, Sprite, and blue curaçao.
“Oh right,” Shay said, glancing up from Bandit. He looked to Archie and me. “Tate and I are trying to get the Owners to come with us to a club on Wednesday. You interested?”
I perked up. So. Much. Yes. I immediately looked back at Sloan, finding him wearing a contented smirk. It was like everyone had turned into mush with a few beers and drinks, and I supposed I couldn’t blame them. After this weekend, they deserved some downtime.
“Can we please go, Daddy?” I asked sweetly.
He exchanged a look with Greer over my head, then shrugged a little. “We might as well make the most of it before Thursday.” That was when the kids arrived.
When I sought out Greer, he was looking at Archie in silent question.
“What do you say, pet?”
Archie hesitated. “I know there’s no problem with my sister watching Kyla overnight, but she has work early in the morning.”
“We can sleep at my place,” I suggested. “There’s room for everyone.” Or almost, but I could easily buy a spare bed before then. Plus, I could ask Lane to join us. We hadn’t gotten the chance to talk as much as we needed to today, so it would be nice to get together with him soon.