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)
As she cried, a weight lifted from her. When was the last time she’d cried like this? She couldn’t remember. But it felt freeing. As though her worries and stress were drifting away. There was no room for anxiety right now.
“Are you all right, baby?” the Fox asked. “Not too much?”
Brody tightened his hold on her, as though concerned about her answer.
“No,” she told him. “Not too much at all. In fact . . . I feel so empty.”
“Empty? That’s a good thing?” Brody didn’t sound convinced. “Or are you just hungry? Oh, here’s the bottle.” He gave it to the Fox.
“It’s a good thing. The only time I’ve come close to feeling this at peace is when I’m sucking on something. And by something, I mean your cocks.”
The Fox snorted and Brody let out a chuckle.
“Yeah, we got that, baby girl.” The Fox arranged her so she was lying across him, cradled in his arm. It wasn’t the most comfortable position for her poor bottom.
“Sorry I disobeyed you, Daddy, and that I hid stuff from you, Brody-bear.”
“All is forgiven, my baby.” The Fox held the nipple of the bottle to her mouth and a feeling of safety and bliss stole over her as she drank it down.
37
“Shall we play a game of Simon Says?” the Fox asked.
Brody shot his gaze to the other man. It was after dinner, and they were all cozied up in the living room. Brody had been thinking about trying to get more out of the Fox about this Mr. A. He needed to do something to help find him.
He was also worried that Ink might start getting suspicious that Autumn didn’t really have a family emergency. He’d need to send him another message soon.
Playing Simon Says sounded like the last thing he wanted to do. But the look in the Fox’s face made him hesitate.
Autumn had been extra cuddly all day, ever since her spanking, and the Fox seemed to be lapping it up. Which surprised Brody. But he’d gotten his share of the snuggles, so he wasn’t complaining.
“I’m great at Simon Says,” Autumn said, clapping her hands.
“Wait until he explains it,” Brody told her. “Always read the fine print.”
“What do you mean? I know how to play Simon Says, I played it as a child.”
“This is a Simon Says the Sexy Edition,” the Fox explained.
“Oh.” Her eyes widened.
“Fox, I don’t think this is a good idea,” Brody told him. “I don’t know if Autumn is ready for that.”
“I could be! Maybe. If . . . if it’s something I don’t want to do, can I say my safeword?”
“Always,” Brody and the Fox said together.
She chewed her lip. “Okay, then.”
The Fox cupped her chin. “Is it too much too soon? Because my gut says that this is the right move. That you need this to know that you can get past the bullshit he put in your head.”
Brody waited, his breath caught in his lungs.
“It’s not too much. I want to try.”
Brody got it now. He was going to use a game to help her relax. It was probably a good idea.
“What first?” she asked.
“Let’s do a warm-up. Simon Says on your feet.”
She stood up but Brody stayed sitting on the sofa.
“Pup, you didn’t do as Simon Says. Maybe this should be a game of Foxy Says. Yes, I like that better.”
“You always like it when your name is in the title,” Brody pointed out.
He smiled. “You’re right. I do. Now, since you didn’t do as Foxy Says. There needs to be a penalty.”
“What sort of penalty?” Brody asked. “And I didn’t actually agree to the game.”
“True.”
“Please, Brody-bear? Please.” She gave him her best puppy dog look.
Well, he wasn’t going to say no now. Not that he’d planned to. He wanted to help her.
“That was your one pass,” the Fox warned. “From now on, if you don’t do what Foxy Says, it’s two smacks on the ass.”
Brody groaned. “You didn’t tell us that before we agreed to play.”
“Always read the fine print,” the Fox repeated his words.
Smug bastard.
“Foxy says turn around.”
Both of them turned.
“Foxy says bend over.”
“Two guesses what happens next,” he said to Autumn.
“Nooo, don’t spoil it.”
“Just for that, Pup. You get double.”
Smack! Smack!
He had to hold in a moan. Darn Fox. Those weren’t light love taps. And he wasn’t looking forward to any more.
The Fox landed two smacks on Autumn’s ass before turning back to Brody to give him the last two.
Thank God he had pants on. Although he knew that wouldn’t last.
“Foxy says, stand up and turn around.”
They both moved.
“Foxy says, Bunny, take off Pup’s T-shirt.”
Excitement filled him as she turned to take off his T-shirt. But she didn’t immediately reach out to touch him. “If you’re uncomfortable you can say red.”
He decided to risk a penalty, and cupped her face between his hands and leaned in to kiss her lightly. “I like you touching me. You can touch me anytime and without permission.”