Total pages in book: 119
Estimated words: 114284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 571(@200wpm)___ 457(@250wpm)___ 381(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 114284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 571(@200wpm)___ 457(@250wpm)___ 381(@300wpm)
He nodded once and threw his arms around me, quickly followed by him turning into a monkey so he could climb up on my lap. I rumbled a laugh and squeezed him to me.
“You make me feel stronger, Ty. I want you to know that.”
He knew how to make me feel ten feet tall. Christ.
“C’mere.” I grabbed his jaw and pulled him in for a deep kiss. In so little time—my mind was still reeling. How quickly I’d become attached to Lane. How quickly I’d come to realize I didn’t want a future without him.
He shivered and slid closer to sit on my cock, and I wedged my hands between us to undo his pants. We weren’t gonna go far here, but I needed to summon the Master and the slave somehow. Macklin was crying his eyes out at this point—it sure sounded like it, at least.
“Have you and Master McKenna fucked, Daddy?” Lane caught his breath and sucked on my lip.
“Not yet.” I wasn’t sure we would. Maybe. I’d never been in a relationship with a Top before. “We’ve established a solid mornin’ routine of talkin’ on the phone when we’re on our way to work, and there are other ways to get each other off.”
I’d quickly grown to love that routine too. Whether I was in the car, had just arrived at the office, or I was running around the kitchen making breakfast, I enjoyed having Walker in my ear. I loved to talk to him.
Lane hummed and pushed his tongue around mine, and then he sucked in a breath when I slipped my hands down his pants to expose his sweet little ass to the rest of the club.
Squeezing and rubbing his perfect little ass cheeks, I brushed my fingertips over his asshole and kissed my way down to his neck.
“Take off your clothes.”
He nodded hurriedly and wasted no time. If Macklin was naked, Lane should be too.
He climbed off my lap to obey, and I adjusted my cock in my jeans.
Soon his clothes were folded into a pile on the armrest of the couch, and my naked boy jumped back on my lap. We made out passionately while my hands roamed his body. Somewhere in the background, I heard Macklin and Walker. And no more crying. Sniffling and whimpering. Walker’s hushed voice. Low music. People talking in the distance.
I hissed when Lane squirmed over my cock.
Yeah, we needed to move on to the next part of the evening. The hot tub should be at a perfect temperature by now.
I broke away from the kiss and tried to catch my breath when I noticed Walker and Macklin coming over.
No words were exchanged. Macklin’s red eyes showed more than the suffering he’d gone through. After Walker kissed his temple, the boy sank to his knees behind Lane, and I could guess what made my little animal gasp a second later.
If we all shared the same hunger, it was gonna be difficult to move from Point A to Point B. Walker planted a knee on the couch and dipped down, and I was quick to catch his mouth with mine. Fuck, but he drove me wild too.
Lane moaned and bucked against Macklin’s face.
That familiar darkness swept over me, shutting down my humanity one trait after another. The ability to control myself, the automatic impulse to abide by societal standards, my fucking manners.
As I lost myself in the taste of Walker, I slipped a hand between his thighs and rubbed him through his pants. He moaned under his breath and swirled his tongue with mine, and I took that as a go-ahead to unzip. We’d get to the hot tub eventually. I needed another kind of taste first.
He took over for me. He straightened up and undid his belt too, then pulled out his hard cock.
I felt Lane’s eyes on me as I leaned in and slowly sucked Walker’s cock into my mouth. Fuck yes. Warm, soft skin stretching around the hardness. With four players involved, they were gonna fucking learn that I couldn’t do much talking. Instead, I closed my eyes and gave in to the pleasure of letting my body decide, and at least I could count on my boy to be just as instinctual. When I wove my fingers into the hair at the back of his neck and pulled him toward me, he knew. He dropped an openmouthed kiss along my jaw and inched closer to my mouth. By then, I withdrew from Walker’s cock, gave my boy a hungry kiss, then guided him to get a taste.
Heat exploded within me at the sight.
He sucked greedily, and Walker grunted and combed his fingers through Lane’s hair.
My boy wasn’t quiet either. Getting tongue-fucked by Macklin made him moan while he sucked Walker’s cock, and I couldn’t look away to save my fucking life.