Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 45529 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45529 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
“To each their own, but that’s not who I am,” he said. “I would like to dip my toe in the water, not jump in. And you know, sometimes the fantasy is meant to stay a fantasy. Imagine if everything we liked in porn became reality!”
He drew a smile from me, to which he grinned triumphantly in return.
“Also,” he said, locking his arms around my neck once more, “I like it when you get possessive of me, Daddy. Because the way I see it, it’s the three of us against the world forever and ever.”
Christ, he fucking owned me.
“Forever and ever sounds perfect to me.” I hugged him to me and peppered his face with kisses. “We can dip our toes in that water together.”
He nodded and offered a goofy smile that I was all too happy to kiss.
“We’ll have a li’l chat with Macklin and Greer, then,” I decided. “You just let Daddy and me know how far you wanna go with them. I’m good with whatever you decide where Mack’s concerned, and I’m not too worried about Greer and his family either.”
Maybe we could plan something for after the holidays.
“And I think I speak for Colt too when I say you’re free to flirt with Corey and Macklin,” Luke added. “It’s always better to let things progress naturally. See if you have chemistry and so on.”
“Absolutely.” I nodded. “We can decide that right now—playtime is okay with those two. However far you wanna take it. Then we’ll set up more structured play when we get together with both Corey and Greer.”
Kit bit his lip and tilted his head. “Just like that? Like…I could kiss Corey tomorrow at the party if he showed interest?”
Well, yeah.
“That’s our version of how we’d introduce a Little to playing with someone else,” Luke offered. “If you would prefer it another way, tell us. We’re all ears.”
Kit shook his head quickly. “No, I think that’s, um… Yeah. But are you okay with this?” He glanced at me, so I figured the question was aimed more to me than Luke.
“I couldn’t pick two better boys for you to explore with,” I said. Firmly and honestly. “We know Mack so well, and you and Corey have grown close since he got back to the States.”
Corey went to visit family all over the world every summer, but as soon as he’d returned, he and Kit had become two peas in a pod.
“Okay, but, um, can you also be close with Macklin?” Kit pressed shyly. “He’s not a Little, and you’ve played with him before, so maybe that could work and we could kiss and play together sometimes? If he wants?”
I had a feeling Macklin would be on board.
“Macklin is a good exception.” I nodded. “I wouldn’t feel the same desire to limit myself around him.”
His eyes lit up, and he hugged me as if I’d just given him the keys to the nearest ice cream shop. Maybe I had, in a way.
“Just remember to be safe,” Luke told him. “No unprotected sex outside our relationship.”
“Oh my gosh, Daddy, that’s embarrassing,” Kit complained. He slapped his hands over his face and everything.
I shook my head in amusement. “If you can’t talk about sex, you can’t have it either.”
He better suck it up because the conversation was far from over.
4
“The day is finally here! The day is finally here! Wake up, Daddies! The day is finally here!”
Fucking hell. I wasn’t ready. Instead, I burrowed closer to Luke under the duvet and pressed my morning wood against his ass.
“Don’t jump on the bed,” Luke grumbled.
“But it’s Christmas party time!” Kit argued. “Rosa’s already downstairs. She’s preparing the turkeys!”
“Kit, I fuckin’ swear,” I said. “Quit jumpin’ on the bed.”
The boy huffed and plopped down on his butt. “Why are you being grinches?”
“The sun isn’t even up, little one.” Luke tried to be patient. “It’s going to be a long day. Get all the rest you can.”
I kissed his neck and slipped a hand down to hold his cock.
Another hour of dozing on and off and some cuddles would be nice.
Kit still loved to lower the thermostat to the point where Michigan winters seemed warm. I wasn’t getting out from under the duvet anytime soon.
“What if I made you breakfast in bed?” Kit wondered. “And coffee? Would that make you happier?”
I was very happy right where I was, but… “That’s acceptable.” Coffee did sound nice. “Warm up some scones from the freezer.”
“Yes!” Kit left us with a victory shout and darted down the stairs.
“My God,” Luke mumbled. “Were we ever that energetic?”
Not like that.
“I sure as hell never jumped on the bed.” I smiled sleepily, then yawned and stretched out beside him. “Grab some oil, baby.”
“Mmm…” He reached for the bottle on the nightstand and made quick work of preparing himself for me.