“Heh.” I held up a finger. “I’ll try that again. Ahem.” For effect, I clasped my hands in prayer, ’cause I still wanted to be cute. “Daddy, I messed up. I should have apologized much sooner. You’ve been nothing but genuine and wonderful with me, and I had no reason to think you might not be able to handle me. I’m very sorry. That won’t happen again.”
Something softened in his gaze, and he cupped my cheek instead. “It might, actually—and that’s okay. You’ll learn soon enough that I’m the one who decides which buttons of mine you can push.” He dipped down and brushed a kiss to my lips. “You’re forgiven. But next time, we’ll explore punishments. Does that sound fair?”
I had to admit it did, and I was too happy to get huffy about potential punishments in the future. “Yes, Sir.”
“That’s my boy.” He kissed me deeper and nudged me back, until I eeep’d and fell back altogether. He grinned wolfishly and crawled over my body, a sight that almost punched the air out of my lungs. “Are you ready for Daddy to stretch you out?”
Oh my gosh.
I sucked in a shaky breath and nodded quickly.
He hummed into a deep kiss, and he took off his boxer briefs. “But first, I want that mouth on my cock.”
Yes, Sir! Right away, Sir!
He maneuvered us around and ended up on his back, and right there, in that moment, on full display, with an arm folded under his head, he looked like a man who owned the world. Unabashed, unapologetic, unafraid. Totally in control.
Holy crap, this was really happening to us. James might not recover after watching Daddy and Rigger fuck me into oblivion.
I might not either, considering the sizes of their cocks.
As I pretty much fused myself to him, I kissed every inch I could reach on my way to his cock. I rubbed his thighs, feeling the muscles underneath. I wanted James to get jealous in the way that turned him on even more, ’cause I already knew he was salivating at the sight of these two men naked.
“Let’s get your little bottom in the air, sweetheart.” Rigger’s warm voice made me shiver—not to mention obey instantaneously. I got on all fours while he ordered James to get the oil from their bag.
I looked at Daddy’s cock and wet my bottom lip. To be honest, I was intimidated!
“It’s very big, Daddy,” I admitted. “I’m just a little guy.”
He smiled—and there was a darkness in that smile—and he brushed a hand down his front, toward his cock, until he gripped the base.
“We’ll make it fit,” he murmured.
“It’ll hurt.”
“I sure hope so.”
Gosh.
I swallowed against the rushing fear and desire, and I dropped my head to kiss the head of his cock. At the same time, I felt Rigger behind me, and he wasn’t alone. As soon as he allowed James to warm me up with his tongue, he was there. James kneaded my butt cheeks and closed the distance.
Oomph.
I had to concentrate on Daddy’s cock, but it wasn’t easy when James started tongue-fucking me! Maybe I should get him to stop somehow. Like, give him a secret signal so that Daddy wouldn’t know.
Dammit, it had to be a good blow job. The best one, even!
Focus, focus, focus.
Or maybe not? Was that the problem? Was it when I focused that I couldn’t surrender?
Ugh! I was stuck in my head.
What kind of surrender was it when I thought about sneaking orders to James?
I sucked Daddy into my mouth and decided I had to check out mentally. Otherwise, I’d miss the forest for the trees, when I wanted to feel everything that was happening around me. It was my issue with losing control all over again. I craved it, but it was so difficult to let go.
Daddy knew it too. When I glanced over at him, he had pushed himself up on his elbows, and he was watching me with a knowing look about him. I couldn’t describe it. I just knew.
