Page 70 of His Boys to Protect

Another whine escaped him. Ward's lips felt good. Soft but demanding. The man slowly took control of the kiss, and Charlie let him. It was too easy to do so. To put himself in this man's hands. To let Ward decide what would happen.

Ward broke the kiss, breathing hard, then pushed Charlie and Skylar together.

Charlie moaned, kissing his Sky, knowing that Ward was watching. All the while, he and Skylar kept stroking Ward's penis through his jeans. Charlie whimpered. He wanted more.

Skylar pulled back with a gasp. His eyes were wide and dark. He stared at Charlie for a moment, then turned and stretched up, silently offering his mouth to Ward.

And the big man immediately took it, kissing Skylar, sliding his tongue into Skylar's mouth.

Oh fuck. Charlie couldn't stop staring. He'd been both fantasizing about and dreading this moment for months. But now that it was here, he didn't want it to stop. He'd seen them kiss before, of course, but this time was different. No sneaking away or trying to hide it. No feeling left out.

This time, he was part of it.

Ward's hand was still on him, pulling him close, encouraging Charlie to rock his hips. Charlie thrust against Ward's leg, but it wasn't enough. His penis felt too confined. He wanted it out. Needed to rub it against bare skin. Maybe even more than he needed it inside his Sky.

Charlie whimpered.

“Hush, baby,” Ward murmured. “It's okay. Don't worry. Daddy's gonna take good care of you. Both of you.”

Charlie almost frowned at that, confused by the term, but then Ward reached for the button on Charlie's jeans.Oh. His brain short-circuited again. He watched, panting, as Ward slowly popped the button before dragging down the zipper.

Ward paused there, glancing at Skylar, who gave him a nod. Then he looked at Charlie. “Tell me you want this,” he whispered. “Tell me you both want this.”

Charlie looked up. His Sky's face was loud and hungry, lips parted, chest heaving. Charlie really liked that.

“It's okay,” Skylar told him. “Whatever you want is okay.” Then Skylar looked at Ward. “Daddy, please,” Skylar begged.

There was that term again. It didn't make any sense, but Charlie was too aroused to care. Not while Ward's hands were so close to his penis.

But not close enough.

“Hhnn.”

“Charlie?” Ward asked. “Was that ayes?”

Charlie gave Skylar one last glance, seeing both hunger and permission in his nod, then gave a vigorous nod of his own. If Ward didn't touch him soon, Charlie might scream.

Ward let out a shuddering breath, hooked his thumbs inside the waistbands of Charlie's pants and underwear, and pushed everything down.

Charlie's penis jumped out, bobbing and almost painfully erect. He tried to rub it on Ward again, but it didn't feel good against Ward's jeans. They weren't soft enough.

“Ward?” Skylar murmured. “You don't have to do this.”

Charlie looked up. There was a strange look on Ward's face, one he couldn't read. The man stared down at Charlie's penis, but Charlie couldn't tell what he was thinking.

After a moment, Ward let out another shuddering breath as he muttered a curse. “I want to.”

Ward slowly released Charlie's clothes, leaving them resting there at mid-thigh.

Then Ward's hand engulfed him.

Charlie choked out a cry, part surprise and part relief. Ward was touching him! Ward's big hand was wrapped around his penis, slowly stroking it, exploring it.Oh fuck. It felt so good. Maybe even better than when Skylar touched him there.

“Geez,” Ward gasped.

“You okay?” Skylar asked him.

“Fuck.” The word gushed out of Ward like it had taken all his breath to utter it. “Yeah. I'm okay. I'm more than okay.” He tightened his grip, loomed over Charlie, and bent down to give him a kiss.

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