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And I didn’t think he was all talk. They did that a couple of times before, so I knew the twins were perfectly capable of carrying out what he had described.
As I whimpered, each of them took one of my nipp**les into their mouth. Their tongues rolled around the vibrators. Riley continued to slam the dildo into my pus**sy repeatedly. I was beginning to feel light soreness, but I wasn’t too worried about it. The twins knew I had a limit, and as the night progressed, they tended to get gentler.
Ryan flicked his tongue over the bud of my bre**ast before releasing it. “Tell us when you’re going to come, Scarlet.”
“Now, Ryan,” I answered. “I’m going to come now.” I arched my back and let the tight sensation go. When I opened my eyes, I saw the contented smiles of my twins.
Riley gave me a light peck on the cheek before saying, “Our turn.” He pulled the dildo out and threw it to the side. I could see my juices coating it.
He positioned the head of his co**ck at my entrance. “Are you ready?”
I sucked in a deep breath. “Yes.”
***
Every weekday, the alarm on my phone would ring at six a.m. sharp. And so it did.
Unfortunately, I didn’t hear it because my phone wasn’t next to me. And by the time I woke up, it was eight in the morning. I should have slept with the phone by my side. It was in the living room, tucked inside my handbag, too far away to wake me up. The sun couldn’t wake me up either, because I had slept in the naughty room, and the naughty room was in the basement, where there weren’t any windows. I quickly dressed myself in a robe. I needed to get upstairs to get my work clothes. Just when I tied the sash to secure the robe, Riley stirred and woke up. He rested a hand on his forehead, looking tired. “Oh, God, what time is it?”
“Eight,” I said, a sigh accompanying the word. We were going at it for a good four hours last night. I was surprised I managed to wake up at eight. I would’ve gone straight back to sleep if I hadn’t looked at my watch.
The color of Riley’s face practically drained away. “Shit. Nathan and Ethan.”
My jaw dropped and I froze on the spot. Crap. What if they’d woken up? I didn’t want them doing anything silly and hurting themselves.
We both shared a worried look before making a beeline for the door and running up the stairs. So much for good parenting. I must have risen on the wrong side of the bed, because today was starting out horribly.
When I swung the childrens’ room door open, I was relieved to find it still in one piece. I forgot the kids liked to sleep in, and they only woke up early every morning because I interrupted their slumber to bring them to the bakery. I smiled and showed Riley I was relieved by pulling the back of my hand over my forehead. He gave me a reassuring smile back.
“Can you help me get them dressed? I need to get ready for work. Wendy is going to tear my face off when I show up,” I said in a hushed tone.
He kissed me. “Sure, princess.”
I found my phone and looked in horror at the screen. Ten missed calls, all of them coming from Wendy, and the alarm had rung so many times it had gone silent.
Wendy must have been having a fit in the kitchen, going crazy trying to handle everything by herself. We had to show up early every morning because we had so many baking preparations to finish. She didn’t have my help with the clean up last night either.
I made a mental note to give Wendy a bigger bonus this month.
The rest of the morning was simply chaos. I had less than ten minutes to take a shower, get my unruly hair in order, pick out today’s outfit, and do all that morning stuff. After that, it was making breakfast, trying to stop the twins from crying—they always did that when someone woke them up, and neither of their fathers had enough experience with their tantrums so they couldn’t calm them down—making the bed, and stopping Ryan from accidentally setting the kitchen on fire when he thought he could be helpful by trying to cook.
All this, with a sore back and aching inner thighs.
Being a woman sure was tough.
“Are you sure you don’t want to take the day off?” Ryan asked, his expression concerned.
I shook my head and laughed. “Wendy will have my head. I’m pretty sure I’ll have a lot to fix if I skip work today.”
Riley frowned. “Let me know if you need another pastry chef. I’ll ask my as**sistant to get the best.”
“I appreciate it, but no thanks. I need to keep a careful watch on my balance books. I can’t be hiring top chefs all the time.”
“I’ll take care of it—”
I put my finger over his lips. “Nuh uh. I told you guys. I’m doing this myself.”
