Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 73498 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73498 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
I could feel Daddy’s breath on my dick and just imagining what he looked like was enough to have me shaking. When he blew a light stream of air right on the head of my cock, I knew he was just fucking with me, but I thought I could hang on.
I thought wrong.
Cohen shifted silently and somehow the flogger kissed my nipple as Daddy took my cock in his mouth. He swallowed me deep in one smooth motion, sucking hard as my dick teased at his throat.
I almost held back.
I almost found the control.
I wanted to please Daddy and Cohen, but as Cohen brought the flogger down again, he whispered softly. “Look at your Daddy, baby.”
I had to obey…but it was my downfall.
It was all too much.
Daddy stared up at me with my dick deep in his throat as Cohen looked on, a beautiful, stern kind of love in his eyes. I exploded as Daddy swallowed around me, screaming out the pleasure as the flogger came down again on my other nipple. Cohen continued the sparks of warm pleasure as Daddy’s mouth worked my cock, sucking and forcing the pleasure to keep going even as I shook from the overload.
I couldn’t look.
My eyes squeezed shut again at the image of Daddy on his knees, owning and commanding as he sucked out my pleasure whether I wanted him to or not. Fuck. It only got more incredible, more erotic.
When I was spent, with my dick giving dry jerks like it wanted to keep orgasming just for Daddy, he kept going, making me whimper as my knees went wobbly from the overload. Just as everything got right to the edge of too much and the delicious pain he was wringing out of me was at the point of exhausting, Cohen wrapped his arms around me and suddenly the world was stable again.
Daddy released my dick, kissing the tip softly as I found myself looking down at him again. My throat felt rough as I swallowed, trying to get enough moisture in my mouth to tell him how incredible it’d been.
“Daddy…” That was all I got as he slowly rose off the floor in a smooth motion I knew I’d never be able to copy. His strong muscles rippled under the tight T-shirt that was stretched over his chest.
He pressed a kiss to my lips as Cohen held me tighter, kissing my neck. “Such a good boy—”
Cohen broke in. “Right up until the end.”
Daddy spoke again, like they were reading each other’s minds. “It’s a shame we’re going to have to punish him.”
Punish?
Oh, I’d come.
Fuck.
Right?
Apologizing seemed to be the best course of action since I was still tied up and naked. “I’m sorry, Daddy. I just looked at you and you were so…I just…”
I’d have probably been able to talk them out of a punishment if I’d been able to think more, but then again, if I could think I’d have probably realized I didn’t want to talk them out of it.
Luckily, Cohen saved me. “You need to learn that your orgasms belong to us, baby. But don’t worry. We’ll make sure your spanking is a memorable one.”
A spanking?
Just imagining it had my legs going all wobbly again and the wonderful way I was aching finally hit me. Daddy and Cohen seemed to realize it, though, and they quickly released the cuffs before Daddy scooped me up in his arms.
I almost managed to suck in the gasp that escaped, but Cohen’s soft laugh said he’d heard it. “Let your Daddy sweep you off your feet, cutie.”
Hiding my hot cheeks against Daddy’s shoulder as they both chuckled, pleased with themselves, I tried not to be embarrassed over something so sexy. I’d have called them brats if I weren’t feeling so incredible still—and there was still that spanking hanging out there—so I gave them the benefit of the doubt.
As he laid me down on the bed, he climbed in with me so I could still keep hiding. Maybe he wasn’t a brat after all…and Cohen might have to go on the good list too because he stretched out behind me, tucking me in between them.
“Just a quick cuddle, baby, and then I want you to sit up and drink some water.” Cohen was being all sweet and cute, but I could hear a thread of steel in his voice and I knew he wasn’t going to budge.
“Yes, Sir.” It wasn’t worth pouting over, even if sitting up sounded terrible. “In just a minute.”
Daddy giggled, so I poked him. “Don’t make me look suspicious.”
That didn’t help his giggling problem, but it got me a kiss. “Sorry, cutie. I’ll try and do better.”
Wiggling closer, I pressed a kiss to his cheek and snuggled back down between them. “Thank you, Daddy.”
Cohen scoffed, but I pretended not to notice as I yawned. “You two are troublemakers. You’re going to drink water.”