Total pages in book: 158
Estimated words: 160684 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 803(@200wpm)___ 643(@250wpm)___ 536(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 160684 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 803(@200wpm)___ 643(@250wpm)___ 536(@300wpm)
“What a good girl you are. So sweet and precious,” he murmured. “Are you going to come for us again?”
“I can’t,” she cried.
Even if she thought she could have a third orgasm, there was no way she could do it while he was looking at her.
He flicked her clit with his thumb and she jolted with a whimper.
“I want you to come again. And you will.”
“I can’t!”
“Too sensitive?” Steele asked.
“Yes.”
“We’ll get you past that.”
“But . . . but . . . I can’t do it with you watching.”
Grady grinned. That wicked, hot grin that made her insides melt. “We’ll get you past that too.”
Holy. Crap.
“Close your eyes if you need to, sweetheart,” Grady told her. “But you’re going to come again. I want to feel you come all over my hand, understand?”
Oh Lord.
Yeah, she thought she understood. A whimper escaped and she closed her eyes.
“I’m going to allow you that for now,” Grady whispered. “But there’s going to come a time when I’ll order you to watch me as I make you come.”
Fuck.
To her surprise, she came instantly. It wasn’t as intense as the second orgasm, but it was softer and slower than the first.
And by the time she’d finished, she was exhausted. A spanking, a cry, and three orgasms.
She was so done.
“Think our baby needs a snuggle and a nap,” Damon said in her ear.
Opening her eyes, she stared into Grady’s satisfied face. Would he kiss her now?
But he simply drew his hand up to his mouth and licked it clean.
And Lord, she might have just come a fourth time.
As he moved back, Steele turned her to face him. Grasping her chin, he kissed her. It was a kiss of ownership. Possession. Heat and fire.
“So fucking hot. Do you know what you do to me? To us?” Steele asked.
She gasped dramatically.
Holy. Crap.
“I’ve been so selfish! I, um, can I . . . oh heck. Help you guys out?”
Steele looked at her a moment, before he threw his head back and laughed. She smiled, loving the sound of his laughter. Although she wasn’t certain if he was laughing at her.
Bending forward, he kissed the tip of her nose. “Do I want your mouth around my dick and soon? Fuck, yes. But right now, it’s nap time for my baby. She needs some care and attention. Some time with Daddy taking care of her.”
Damn. These guys. Just damn.
Steele picked her up, cradling her against his chest.
“I donts need a nap. Really.” She ruined that by yawning.
“I think you do. And Daddy is in charge so what he says goes.”
“That doesn’t seem fair. Does Effie get to be in charge sometimes?” she asked.
“Effie does not,” Grady said firmly.
That sucked.
“What would our good girl like? Some milk? Water?” Grady asked.
“Strawberry milk,” she said. Then she buried her face in Steele’s chest, not wanting to see their reaction.
“Hmm, I’m not sure we have strawberry milk,” Grady said, running a hand down her back.
She shivered, knowing what those hands were now capable of.
“And doesn’t that start with an S?” he asked.
“Doesn’t count . . . it’s a drink not a food and not having any strawberry milk is a crime.”
“Indeed,” Grady said with clear amusement.
“Not sure she should have sugar just before a nap anyway,” Steele added. “Maybe some plain milk. In a travel mug since we don’t have sippy cups or bottles.”
Bottles?
Yikes.
She liked the idea of that. A lot.
“We’ll have to get some of those, won’t we? I’ll get onto that,” Grady said.
Steele turned away, carrying her up the stairs without even breathing heavily.
That was some strength.
They entered a masculine-looking room and she glanced around, feeling nervous. She moved her thumb up to her mouth without thinking.
Steele set her down on the bed, gazing down at her. “Fucking adorable.”
Suddenly, she drew her thumb from her mouth. “Oh. Sorry.”
“Nothing to be sorry about. I want you to feel safe enough to be yourself. Big or Little. Okay?”
She nodded. “Okay, Daddy.”
“What do you need?”
“Not to nap.”
“Nice try. If you don’t know what you need, Daddy will take the lead.”
Relief had her shoulders dropping. He watched her carefully. “I can see you like that idea. My girl doesn’t want to have to think at all, does she? She wants us to make the decisions for her. I think she’s had so long being the one in charge that it’s time for her to relax and let someone else take the reins.”
Dear Lord.
It sounded like freaking heaven.
But almost impossible to believe. Although Steele and Grady seemed to naturally take charge of any situation. So if anyone could do that, it was them.
“Right, let’s get you to the toilet then. You must need to pee.”
“Um, I do. But I can walk!”
“I think we’ve already had this conversation. Not a fan of repeating myself.”
Holy heck.
Steele carried her into the bathroom and set her down in front of the toilet. Was he . . . was he going to stay? And shoot . . . she didn’t have her panties.