Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 68424 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 342(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68424 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 342(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
I wasn’t sure if his groan meant he appreciated the reward I gave him, but Bishop patted his ass again like he’d been the best boy ever.
“Good boy.” Nuzzling against Ian, Bishop kissed his shoulder as I slipped off my shoes and socks without moving my arm. “Now spread your legs for your Dom and be a good boy. We’re going to take very good care of our boy.”
The shiver that raced through him said how much he loved the order, but my favorite reaction was the way he tucked his knees up higher and whined. “Yes, that’s a very good boy, baby.”
A needy whimper escaped as I eased my finger out and silently stripped off my shirt, but all it took was the faint sound of the lube opening for him to shiver again in clear anticipation. “Sir…I…”
A questioning glance at Bishop said neither of us seemed to be sure what Ian was saying or trying to ask, so Bishop stroked along his back as he kissed him again. “We’ve got you, cutie. That’s right. Just relax. That’s our good boy.”
Ian was lost in Bishop’s touch and in the fantasies and dirty thoughts running through his head, so he didn’t seem to notice what I was doing until I slipped my now-lubed finger back inside him as I stretched out on the bed.
He finally lifted his head, kissing both of us as he rode my finger and his Daddy. “I…that’s…oh, Sir…Daddy…”
It didn’t give us much to go on, but I counted it as a win.
“That’s right.” Bishop continued running his hands over our boy as I started to stretch Ian. “Give Sir a kiss. Show him how much you love what he’s doing and how good he’s making you feel.”
Ian whined, his head arching back as I started gently thrusting in and out. “Sir…”
“Should I tell him how your cock is jerking against mine every time he thrusts into you?” Bishop’s tone was sweet, but his eyes said he was thinking wicked things. “Should I tell him how you tighten your legs around me every time he brushes over your prostate? I think you want to ride your Daddy.”
Ian couldn’t seem to decide what to say to that, but he finally remembered the order to kiss me and leaned over…probably to distract his Daddy from pushing him over the edge with his sweet, dirty words.
“Sir…” Nuzzling against me as he rode my finger, he gave me a tender kiss and moaned as I deepened it. Stroking my tongue against his, I licked and nibbled until he was breathless and shaking.
When I finally released his lips, he kissed over my face and sighed in utter delight as I added a second finger. “Is that what you want, baby? You want me and your Daddy to make you full and stretched?”
Our little cutie was definitely a needy bottom boy.
Every stretch made him shiver and every thrust had his eyes nearly rolling back in his head like his prostate was the button on a slot machine. He was completely lost in the slow build of pleasure and the sensations we were flooding through him, and the sounds he was making just for us were the most beautiful I’d ever heard.
But it was time to take this to the next level.
Our sexy boy could’ve stayed like that all night, straddling his Daddy and whimpering until he got to come, but that wasn’t the plan.
Not that we’d stuck with the plan so far, but I knew whatever we did would be perfect because I was with the two sweetest, most erotic men in the world.
Bishop took his head in a long, passionate kiss before pulling away and smiling at a dazed Ian. “On the bed for us, cutie. I want to see my needy boy on all fours for his Daddy and his Dom.”
Ian didn’t seem to be tracking what we were saying, but as I eased my fingers out of him and helped Bishop lift him up, he blinked and his brain started to come back online. “What…I…”
His clarity didn’t last long, however.
Once he was on all fours on the bed bracketed by his Doms, we sent him back to the needy, fuzzy headspace he’d sunk into. Bishop was thoroughly enjoying caressing Ian’s ass and running his fingers along the inside of our sexy boy’s thighs, getting temptingly close to his hard cock.
The tender touches had Ian making soft, pleased sounds, but he spread his legs and offered his ass up, making it clear what else he wanted.
Bishop chuckled and nodded toward his ass as I grinned. “I think we both know what he needs.”
Sliding my finger in deep in one slow thrust, we both felt a rush of pleasure and emotion as Ian groaned. His body was tight around me, sucking me in as I added another, and I took my time stretching his tight ring to get him ready for us.