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)
“Yes, I just . . .”
“You what? If you’re worried about him touching you without permission, he won’t. One, his hands are tied. And two, he’s not allowed to do anything without my say so.”
And three, he’d never harm his girl.
“It’s not that,” she whispered. “I don’t want to disappoint anyone when I can’t come.”
“Nobody will be disappointed. I can promise you that. As for coming, you let me worry about that. I’m in charge, aren’t I?” the Fox asked.
“Yes, Daddy.” She stared at the Fox like he was the answer to everything. Then her gaze moved to him. “And I’d love to have Brody eat me out.”
“Hell. Yes.” He was going to do it right now. He leaned in to kiss her inner thigh.
“Wait, Pup. I haven’t said Foxy says.”
Right. Shit.
“Foxy says, ass out.”
Shit.
Slap! Slap!
Christ, his ass was throbbing.
“Bunny, Foxy says put your right nipple in Pup’s mouth.”
She leaned forward as he parted his lips, placing her nipple in his mouth. He wanted to suck. To lick. But he didn’t dare move without the Fox’s say so.
“Good. Now, Pup. Foxy says that you’re to suck on our girl’s nipple until I say stop.”
Hell.
That felt so good. She’d thought she was turned on before, but each pull of Brody’s mouth on her nipple sent waves of need through her blood. It was so hard to think.
“Foxy says, stop and move to her other nipple, Pup.”
She started panting. She needed something more. A whine escaped as she closed her eyes.
Dirty slut.
She tensed up.
“Foxy says, listen to me.” Did the Fox sound closer? “He does not get space in your head, understand me? There is just me and our Pup. Foxy says, push him out.”
His voice was filled with command. She pushed the senator away.
“Good girl. I’m is very proud of you. Open your eyes, look at Pup sucking on your nipple. He’s enjoying himself. We should let him do this more often. Maybe each morning, he can wake you by sucking on your nipples. It’s only fair, isn’t it? Since he lets you suck on his cock.”
Yes, it was only fair.
“Yes, Daddy.”
“My good girl.” He smiled at her from where he stood behind Brody.
Yes, she was his good girl.
“Foxy says, stop sucking on our girl’s nipple and kiss your way down her tummy to her pussy, Pup.”
“With pleasure,” Brody said, glancing up at her.
She made herself smile, even though she was nervous.
“Look at me, Bunny.”
She glanced up at the firm command, staring into the Fox’s eyes.
“Foxy says, keep your gaze on mine. Do not look away. Understand?”
She gasped. “Yes, Daddy.”
It might be hard, though. What Brody was doing was delicious. The poor guy didn’t have his hands to steady him, but he didn’t seem fazed.
“Bunny, Foxy says sit back in the chair and put your legs over the arms. Pup needs better access to that pretty pussy.”
She moved back.
“Foxy says, eyes still on me. Look at me. That’s it. Do you like what Pup is doing? Is he flicking your fat little clit? I bet he is.”
He was. And it felt amazing.
Dirty slut.
No. No.
“Baby girl,” the Fox said sharply. “Foxy says eyes on me.”
Right. Keep her eyes on him.
“Good girl. Now, the Pup is going to lick up all of your cream. I know he’s enjoying it from the noises he’s making.”
“I more than like it,” Brody said. “I’ve never tasted anything this amazing.”
“I didn’t say to talk, Pup. But since you were talking about how good our girl tastes, I’ll allow it. Come here for a moment, though. I want a taste.”
She thought he might move between her legs. But instead, he leaned down to wrap his hand around the back of Brody’s neck. Then he ran his tongue over Brody’s glistening lips and chin.
Hell.
So hot. She squirmed in her seat.
The Fox took Brody’s mouth in a kiss.
Dear. Lord.
She nearly came then and there. Not really. But she swore she was close.
When they drew apart, her finger was rubbing her clit. She froze.
Whoops.
The Fox raised his eyebrows. “Did I say you could touch yourself?”
“No, Sir.”
“I did not. Foxy says, push your fingers into your pussy and keep them there.”
She whimpered, but did as he said.
“Pup, Foxy says that you are to very lightly flick our girl’s clit. If she moves her fingers at all, you’re to stop.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Bunny, Foxy says that you are to keep your gaze on me.”
It was utter torture.
So mean.
She’d rather have the spanking as punishment than have to stay still while Brody ever so delicately lapped at her clit. She clenched down around her fingers, searching for some friction. A whine of frustration and need escaped her. Shoot.
Was she close?
Dirty slut.
No!
“Eyes on me! Foxy says eyes on me,” he added hastily. “He is not allowed in your head. Only I am. Remove your fingers and hold them up for me.”