Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 64765 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 324(@200wpm)___ 259(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64765 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 324(@200wpm)___ 259(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
Make him.
One minute he was freaking out that it felt so good and the next the need to take control burned inside him. When Thoreau reached for his hand and placed it on the back of his head, Wyatt knew he understood.
He held him firmly. “You’re too good at this. I hope you like it. I might need to add an extra turn to our roster, just so I can get it all the time.”
Thoreau moaned, his tongue tracing the vein that ran along Wyatt’s shaft before sucking him hard and deep again.
“Fuck, Fiona are you watching this? Is this how good it feels when he buries his face between your thighs?”
“Yes,” she moaned, rocking against him and watching them together. “I love his mouth.”
“She loves it,” Wyatt growled, adding pressure to the back of Thoreau’s head until he groaned in approval. “And I need to fuck it. You could take it, I know. If I fucked it rough. If I held your head and just fucking—Christ.”
He felt Fiona come and after a few minutes, lifted his hand to his mouth, sucking her taste off his fingers as Thoreau swallowed him whole again.
Wyatt relaxed his grip. “I’m close, Thor. You don’t have to…”
He sucked harder, his strong fingers digging into Wyatt’s thighs until he couldn’t hold back anymore.
“Thoreau,” he shouted, his whole body arching, muscles spasming with pleasure as he came so hard he saw fucking stars.
Thoreau’s mouth softened, but didn’t release him until every spurt and aftershock had faded.
And then Fiona was on her knees beside him, asking for a kiss. “I need a taste of that.”
Wyatt’s spent cock twitched and his laugh was ragged and raw.
God, he loved her. His world had been so small until Fiona found him and burned the walls around him down. Now there didn’t seem to be a limit to it.
“Hey now,” he said softly, and their lips parted as they turned to look up at him. “I wouldn’t mind a taste myself.”
Fiona smiled as Wyatt leaned forward, gripping the back of Thoreau’s neck. His brown eyes, startled at first, warmed as Wyatt pulled him closer. “Just an experiment. Right?”
He tasted his smile, Fiona and himself as he licked Thoreau’s lower lip before kissing him deep. God, that was nice. He could get used to this.
You will.
After a few minutes, Wyatt leaned back with a shake of his head and got to his feet. “Stop distracting me. party isn’t over yet, and it’s officially my turn.”
He stepped over them and started toward their new master bedroom. The one with the bed big enough for what he had in mind.
“Oh, someone’s in a mood,” Fiona called, sounding playful and happy, exactly the way he wanted her. “I suppose you think you’re going to draw this out and do whatever you want to us for the rest of the night?”
He looked back and caught their man checking out his ass and started to laugh. When Thoreau finally met his gaze, Wyatt winked.
“That’s the plan.”