Page 93 of Awakening His Daddy

“What up, bitches,” Leo yells as he comes into the kitchen, and thankfully, he can’t see us yet. Izzy pulls of me so fast that I want to cry out with the loss of his warm tight hole, but Leo’s here. “I brought you both something, and something for me?—”

I shove my dick in and pull my shirt down just in time for Leo to walk around the corner.

He narrows his eyes at us. “What’s happening here?”

“We’re watching Christmas movies without you,” I say.

“No, you both look guilty.”

“Not guilty, we’re surprised and happy to see you,” Izzy adds.

“Then where’s my hug?”

“I was just?—”

“He was falling asleep, and you woke him up.”

Leo’s not buying it for one second, but then a red-headed lumberjack comes into the room.

“Holy shit! Did you bring someone for Christmas?” Izzy gasps and runs over to the newcomer. “Damn, he is hot.” Izzy circles him. “Hi, I’m Izzy.”

I growl but hopefully cover it with my cough.

Izzy grins at me, and he’s going to get a spanking tonight. Flirting with other guys while I’m right here is bad behavior.

“Alright, back off and find your own lumberjack.”

“I don’t want a lumberjack, I want Daddy.”

Lumberjack laughs and shakes Izzy’s hand.

“Nice to meet you, Izzy. My name is Whit, and I’m not actually a lumberjack, but the look makes all the boys’...” He pauses and shoots me a look.

“Panties drop?” Izzy finishes, and Leo hisses.

“Hey, just my panties now.”

Whit grins at him like a besotted fool. “Just your?—”

“Oh god.” I stand from the couch and shake Whit’s hand. “I’m Joe, Leo’sdad.” I hope emphasizing that point will stop the panty talk.

“Pleasure to meet you, sir.”

“He’s got manners.” Izzy nudges Leo. “Unlike you.”

Leo pushes Izzy, and I catch him.

“Fuck off, I have man— Why are you still holding onto him?”

Whoops. I wrapped my arms around Izzy and didn’t even think twice about it.

“You pushed him.” I try and let go.

“It was a light push,” Leo grumps.

“I’m still injured.” Izzy pouts and holds up his cast.

“Oh man, that sucks. Can I sign your cast?” Whit asks.

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