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)
Cheers.
This…
This was much better.
I groaned under my breath and lolled my head along the edge of the tub. The heat of the water worked through me, though not nearly as effectively as three beautiful men with all their attention aimed at me.
Lane had suggested body worship.
We’d done Walker first—so that I could recover from my…previous ailment.
Now, it was my turn.
“Open your mouth, sweetheart.” Walker kissed my neck and stroked my chest.
“Mmm…” I did as told, and he poured half a mouthful of gin between my lips. “Ahhh.” I exhaled after swallowing, right before Lane swallowed my cock. “Fuck, that’s a good boy. Just like that, baby.”
Macklin rubbed my legs in deep, firm, sensual strokes and kissed my flesh wherever he could reach. They all held me close to the surface so I could relax and just soak up the bliss.
Tilting my head toward Walker, we met in a listless, tongue-teasing kiss, and then I felt his hand caressing my ass. Sparks of excitement ignited within, and I nodded in silent permission and kissed him more hungrily.
One of his longer fingers was perfect. I parted my legs a little and groaned when he pushed it inside me.
“Let’s lower him into the water a bit, boys,” Walker murmured. “Lane, I think you should sit on your Daddy’s cock.”
Daddy thinks so too.
“Yes, Sir.” The urgency in Lane’s voice turned me on even more.
They submerged my lower body just enough for Lane to be able to ride me, and Macklin helped him. They kissed and touched, their neediness slowly but surely rubbing off on me.
I caught Walker’s bottom lip between my teeth. “One more.”
He hummed and pushed his tongue into my mouth, and he added a second finger to my ass.
I moaned. Yeah—two, that was the sweet spot. Oh fuck me, that felt good. And then it was almost overwhelming, because my boy sank down on my cock with a breathless moan, the pleasure so great I didn’t fucking know how to process the sensations. They zinged and zapped their way through me, reaching every pleasure point, every nerve ending, and made me flush all over.
Walker instructed Lane to lean back against me, so I gathered him close and let my hands roam his front.
“Just move him up and down your cock, Ty.”
Walker’s voice was too damn seductive too.
Gripping Lane’s hips, I quickly got the hang of it. Talk about a new position. Clearly, we needed to fuck more in water. He weighed nearly nothing, and he was so eager to take my cock. Lane tipped his head back, and both Walker and I were there to kiss him.
I couldn’t talk even if I’d wanted to. Between the heated kiss, Walker rubbing my prostate, moving Lane down my cock, and his needy noises—I suspected, partly because Macklin was sucking him off—and just seeing all this play out…? I was in hedonist heaven. Pleasure fucking everywhere. We moved fluidly together, everyone seeking one another out, wanting more, needing another touch, another fix, heavy breaths, moaning, cursing, passing the gin bottle around, getting drunk on sex and Hendrick’s…
This was my future.
I heard our groans growing louder, I felt Lane’s ass clench, his fingers digging into my thighs—
“I need my little sea monster,” Walker whispered in my ear.
I nodded drowsily and acted on instinct. That was fine. He should be with his boy. I needed to fuck Lane properly. Despite losing the added stimulation of Walker’s fingers, I was reaching the point where I couldn’t be still any longer.
We gave each other another messy kiss before he withdrew from me, and then I had my boy to myself.
I was warm, bordering on hot, so I rose from the water and pushed Lane toward the edge. He latched on to support his weight and peered back at me, and I didn’t wait around. I gripped his hips and pushed deep inside, accidentally shoving him farther up the tub’s edge. He let out a breathless laugh slash moan, but the humor faded fast.
I fucked him hard from behind—to the sounds of Walker doing the same to Macklin.
My little animal was a gin man just like Daddy, so he took a swig in between gasps.
This was my future even more. That guy right there, moaning about how much he loved Daddy’s big cock filling his bottom with come. And he sucked in a breath and whimpered, “Do you remember how you drank gin from my butt, Daddy?” And of course I did. Lane’s encore appearance into my life was unforgettable—every moment of it.
“He’s gonna do that again soon,” I promised.
The pressure churned and intensified, quickly dropping lower and lower, all while it spread a liquid heat throughout my body. I groaned and let my head fall back. Lane’s sounds told me how close he was, and nothing held us back. He pushed back every time I slammed in, and I went harder and faster until we both started coming.