Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 96112 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 384(@250wpm)___ 320(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96112 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 384(@250wpm)___ 320(@300wpm)
“I’m so hard now, look.” I thrust into Colt’s hand and shuddered violently.
“You’re perfect.” He kissed my temple and guided my hand to the base of my cock. “Hold here and slowly push inside him. A bit closer.”
I scooted closer on my knees and pressed the head of my dick against Lucas’s opening. “Like this?”
Lucas let out a heavy breath and hung his head.
“Listen.” Colt smirked faintly and nodded to the stairs.
I listened curiously and tilted my head—oh! I heard them now. Abel and Madigan were also awake, and they weren’t watching TV, exactly. I blushed and peered up at Daddy, who chuckled silently and refocused.
“That’s good,” Daddy whispered. He splayed his hand on top of Lucas’s ass, and Lucas parted his legs some more. The angle became perfect. “Now you push—gently.”
I licked my lips and wriggled a bit, trying to enter him just a little. My head popped in, and I gasped and stared up wide-eyed at Colt. Ohh, that felt so good. So, so, so good.
His eyes flashed with desire and amusement. “You like that, don’t you? Keep goin’.”
I drew a shaky breath and pushed in some more. My mouth ran dry. Daddy was so freaking tight, I didn’t know what to do with myself. I couldn’t help but moan.
“I want more. Can I have more, please?”
“Take him,” Colt murmured. “He’s a whore for a good, hard fuck.”
“Is that true, Daddy?” I watched myself disappear into Lucas’s ass. “Are you a whore for my cock too?”
“Whenever you want, baby boy,” Lucas groaned quietly. “Give Daddy everything.”
I didn’t want to pull out, but I had to if I wanted to push in again, and I really, really wanted that. So I did it quickly, and the sensations that flew through me were unlike anything else. I started fucking Lucas pretty fast, and I stared at the spot where we were joined.
“Look, Daddy,” I panted. “I’m fucking him. I’m doing it.”
“Yes, you are, little darlin’. You can go harder too.”
I went harder.
And faster.
Colt slipped off the bed again and rubbed his cock, and he removed some of the pillows. Then he got in front of Lucas and guided his big cock into a hot, warm, willing mouth. One I’d had my cock in so many times, and I didn’t know what was best. Getting a blow job from one of my Daddies or fucking Lucas’s tight ass.
Mine, mine, mine, all mine. They’re mine.
I moaned and let my head fall back.
“Oh God.” I gripped Lucas’s hips tightly and slammed in, hearing how our skin slapped together. I heard him groan around Colt’s cock as well, and I felt how his ass clenched around me. “Oh, do that again, Daddy,” I pleaded. “Fuck, I can’t stop.”
Mine.
“You don’t have to stop, baby,” Colt said, out of breath. “It’s gonna be quick for me too.”
I whimpered and allowed the pleasure to course through me. It was a luxury to be able to just take every now and then. Something I wouldn’t want very often because I’d become spoiled and too bratty, but sometimes… I had no words to describe how good this felt. I indulged and I took, and Lucas must’ve liked it because he was rock hard and stroking himself. Too fucking sexy. And then seeing Colt use Lucas’s mouth.
The orgasm loomed close, and I welcomed it. I chased it. I grabbed on to it as soon as it was within reach, and then I was soaring.
I heard Colt curse and growl like he did when he was there on the edge.
Lucas clamped down around my cock, causing me to cry out. It was like fucking the hottest, tightest, softest, wettest vise, and I pumped my orgasm into him, pushing my cock through the ropes of come that shot out of me.
Lucas didn’t know the little beast he’d just awoken in me. I was going to fuck my Daddy lots and lots!
Twenty
“This week went by way too fast,” Abel grumbled.
“I know. I think so too.” I didn’t want to think about their going home tomorrow. It was our last day together in DC, and we were spending it by the pool at home. Except for this morning when we all went out for breakfast.
Now we were lounging in two inflatable pool chairs Colt had bought us. Mine was blue, and Abel’s was green.
“Next time, you should come visit us,” he said.
I lifted my head, instantly seeking out my Daddies. Colt was inside the house, but Lucas was reading a book on the sunbed. Those reading glasses—gah, he was so hot in them.
“Daddy,” I called. “Can we visit Abel and Madigan soon?”
He smiled and inclined his head. “We’ve already made plans with Madigan, dear. He invited us to a Halloween party their community is hosting.”
“Yes!” I fist-pumped the air, and both Abel and I rolled out of our chairs and into the water. Crap! Cold water!