Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 78043 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78043 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
That threat got a shiver from Joel that almost knocked him off his feet. His approval was obvious and Dean had to fight to keep him smiling and keep up the disappointed Dom routine. “Yes, checking him daily at the very least is going to be important.”
Every inch of Joel loved that idea because I could feel the way his muscles were clenching and the moan vibrating through his body. “I…”
For whatever reason, it checked off some kind of kink box for Joel that I hadn’t expected and I knew we’d have to figure out other ways to play with it. “I agree. We’ll have to put together a checklist of things. Undies. Hole. Hardness. There are probably a lot of parts we need to be keeping better track of.”
Joel nearly exploded.
A jolt fired through him and Dean’s quick reflex to squeeze down on his dick like a makeshift cock ring was the only thing that kept him from going off. “Naughty boy.”
Joel’s brains were thoroughly scrambled as he stared at Dean with a dumbfounded expression. “Oh, Daddy.”
I wasn’t sure if he liked the badass look on Dean’s face, the way Dean was squeezing his cock, or the fantasy in general, but Joel was watching his Daddy like he’d never seen anything so amazing.
So, all three?
“Do you get to come yet?” Dean was definitely doing his best to channel me because I could see nerves just behind the Dom facade he was presenting to Joel, but he was doing a damned good job of it.
“No, Daddy.” Shivering again because the whole thing was just too sexy for Joel to contain his desire, he sighed. “I’ll be good.”
Probably not.
“If I release your cock, are you going to come?” Dean asked the question fairly matter-of-factly and that just made it even better for Joel.
“Probably.” Joel wasn’t embarrassed by that admission at all but he tried to sound sorry. “I’ll do my best not to, though.”
He was smart not to promise something we knew he couldn’t follow through on.
“Then we’re going to have to fix that.” Shaking his head like he was sorry for what he had to do, it took Joel a few seconds to really think about what his Daddy had said.
“I…” Swallowing, Joel tried again as his body jolted against mine. “You’re going to…fix it?”
A full sentence…he was doing great.
“Yes.” Dean leaned in and gave him a soft kiss. “We want to make sure you don’t come too soon, so we’re going to help fix that little problem.”
I knew better than to give Joel even an ounce of pain, so I kept my fingers still as his brain nearly overloaded.
“Fix it?” Joel paused, blinking up at Dean as he processed what he was hearing. “Like…a cage?”
Bingo.
Ding.
Ding.
Ding.
He was a winner.
Even Dean smiled as he nodded, like Joel had been a good boy. “That’s right.”
“Wow.” Joel’s brain officially turned off and the only thing he seemed to be able to do was to rock his hips back.
Dean raised one eyebrow and moved closer to Joel who was truly trapped between us. “No. You do not get rewarded yet.”
“Yes, Daddy.” Joel had been told no but he still sounded like it was wonderfully romantic and it brought back memories of the first time he’d seen The Princess Bride.
Dean just gave him a stern nod before looking up at me. “Would you get his cock ring, please?”
They were so fucking adorable.
Dean was fighting to stay in character and Joel looked like he was going to melt it was all so wonderful.
“Yes, he’s not as steady as he looks, though. So we might want to move him first.” He’d end up on the floor if I stepped away too suddenly.
My response had Dean’s smile almost peeking out before he swallowed and nodded. “Yes, let’s move him to the bed? I’ll keep a hold on him as you help him step out of his pants?”
Yeah, we’d let him get a bit too tangled up in his clothes, but in our defense, he’d gotten into the scene more quickly than we could’ve imagined.
“Perfect.” I waited until Dean slid his free arm between us and had Joel braced fairly well before I eased back, wanting to make sure we didn’t have some kind of cascading failure. When everyone stayed upright, I knelt down and tapped one of Joel’s legs. “Up.”
That didn’t go quite as smoothly, but once he’d taken a few deep breaths, we actually managed to get his pants and shoes off without killing him or breaking anything.
If our goal was no ER visits, then we succeeded wonderfully so far.
“Good boy.” Dean gave him a soft peck on the cheek as I stood up, and Joel’s brain just melted a few more degrees. “Now, we’re going to walk together and if you manage to be a good boy and not tug on my hand, then I’ll let you suck on one of our dicks for a few minutes.”