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Jackson chuckled knowing the words were so easy to say when sitting on a recently roasted bottom. He bent to kiss her, enjoying the feel of her lips beneath his as much as he had Sammy’s. Between the two of them, they shared his heart equally and if they allowed, he would spend the rest of his life making sure they knew how much they meant to him.

All too soon, he knew it was time to move on. He looked at Sammy to see the young man smile, a look of contentment on his face. His cock had yet to go soft, Jackson’s own rising beneath Maxie’s bare ass in agreement to the sexual need practically pulsing in the air. Not wanting to rush things though, granted, the trio had already covered a lot of ground in a short amount of time, Jackson forced his mind from his own needs to taking care of his Little ones’ needs.

Setting Maxie up, he motioned for Sammy to join them. Once he had, Jackson gave them each another hug before reaching for the bottles of water. “Drink up and then into the tub with you both,” he said, letting them know the next step.

“Then bed with you, right?” Sammy asked, his eyes flitting down to where the bulge of Jackson’s cock was evident though hidden beneath the denim of his jeans.

“That’s right,” Jackson said, giving Sammy’s hot bottom a little pat. “Bath then bed.” When a soft gurgle was followed by a shy giggle from Maxie, he grinned. “Maybe a little snack before tucking in, how does that sound?”

“Perfect, Daddy,” they said in unison.

Jackson was always surprised at how quickly tears disappeared to be replaced with eyes full of excitement and smiles of anticipation. It was going to take everything in him not to seek his own pleasure with these two. Refusing to give the thought room to grow, he stood, laughing when his two shocked Littles squealed and four legs fought for position around his waist and two pairs of arms clung to his shirt and neck as he carried his precious cargo into his bedroom and then through it to the large ensuite bathroom where a huge tub awaited.

Chapter 6

“Whoa, we can swim laps in that tub,” Sammy said as Jackson set him down.

“It has jets!” Maxine declared as she joined him at the side of the tub. “The bubbles are going to be humongous!”

Jackson chuckled and turned on the taps, waiting until the temperature of the flow met with his approval before flipping the lever to set the plug in place. He took a seat on the wide edge of the tub and reached for Maxine.

“I can do it,” she protested when he reached for the hem of her t-shirt.

“You could, but I’m going to,” Jackson said, brushing her hands aside. “Unless you want to go back over Daddy’s lap while your brother plays in those ginormous bubbles.” He watched her eyes dart to the tub where there was indeed an obscene amount of bubbles forming from the capfuls of bubble bath he’d added directly beneath the spout.

“And they’re only going to get bigger when Daddy turns on the jets!” Sammy pointed out.

Maxine’s desire for the fun the bubbles promised overrode her modesty as she lifted her arms over her head.

Jackson pulled the shirt off and with a single flick of his fingers, released the clasp of her bra. Her skin flushed, but she didn’t complain as he pulled the bra free and plucked both her driver’s license and a folded twenty-dollar bill off her breast before setting the bra on top of her t-shirt and the ID and money on the vanity. “Hold up there,” he said, chuckling when she lifted her leg to climb into the tub. “Let’s get your socks off, shall we?”

“Oh, I forgot,” Maxine said with a giggle.

Jackson removed the last of her clothing and then snagged her around the waist when she once again moved to get into the bath.

“Hold your horses, little girl. Daddy will help you in after we get Sammy ready.”

She sighed but stood mostly still, only her foot tapping against the tile of the floor as Jackson reached for Sammy. The young man didn’t bother to protest as his shirt and socks joined the pile of clothes on the floor. Once both his Littles were naked, Jackson stood and then picked Maxine up and swung her up and over the tub’s edge before depositing her into the water. She surprised him by waiting until Samuel had joined her, the two then sinking down with identical yips of discomfort when punished bottoms hit the hot water. After the briefest of pauses, the promise of play won out and the two settled on their tender backsides.

Jackson grinned, feeling a contentment he’d not experienced in a long time. He waited until the water covered the jets before pushing the button to activate them. Squeals of delight sounded as the force of water rapidly increased the quantity of bubbles. “Will you be all right while I go get you some toys to play with?”

“Yes, Sir,” they said.

It sure hadn’t taken very long for Jackson to get accustomed to hearing their answers given in stereo. He stood up and patted their heads and enjoyed their laughter as he left the room. It took him a few minutes to find the bag where he’d stored the toys. Once he had it, he returned to the bathroom and paused at the doorway, conscious of the whispering going on inside. He’d expected the two to talk, but what he heard had him grinning.

“At least you can hide it,” Sammy was saying. “No way can I pretend I’m not horny, not when my dick is standing up practically saluting the man.”

Maxie giggled but countered. “Yes, but there is no way he missed how wet my panties were.”

“Maybe he thinks you have a bladder problem,” Sammy said, earning himself a face full of bubbles when Maxine slapped the water’s surface.

“Cute, but I’m pretty sure our Daddy can see the difference. If not, he could definitely smell it. Heck, I could smell myself,” Max said.

“So what do we do?” Sammy asked. “I swear, I’ve been hard for hours and hours!”

“Well, we could, you know,” Max said in a tone far softer than the one she’d had before.

“Nope, Daddy said he’d spank us if we touched ourselves,” Sammy said, shaking his head.

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