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And then, I can’t help it, I sneak a glance at Elle. She’s practically salivating, her gaze jumping between watching my actions and his reactions. I can’t wait to bring her in on this. That is, if she wants it. All signs point to yes.

Chapter Ten

Nate

“Arghhh.” Daddy is playing with my cock, and he’s going to have to edge me because I do not want to come yet, but I don’t dare stop him. Not yet. “Daddddy,” I whimper, giving him the signal that I’m close to release if he doesn’t let up. Thankfully he gets the hint, and rolls me on to my back.

I look at Elle because that’s all I care about at the moment. How she is, what she thinks, if she’s interested. Her flushed face and concentrated gaze tell me she is.

I look at Bo, and wonder what will happen next.

“Elle,” Daddy says, “I think Nate wants a kiss. Do you want to give him one?”

“Oh!” Her eyes widen further at being asked to join in our scene. I hold back a laugh because I know she has no idea what’s coming.

But she nods and leans over, pressing a kiss to my lips. Her kiss is light at first, gentle, exploring, teasing. But then it deepens. Her hands come up to cup my face and her tongue pushes past my lips to dance with mine.

After a minute, Daddy chuckles. “Very nice, babygirl, but that’s not what I meant.” He points at my quickly softening cock.

Elle gasps. “I…”

“Only if you’re comfortable,” I reassure her. Before the words make it all the way past my lips, my cock is in her mouth.

“Oh,” I moan. There’s something about a woman’s soft lips and curves. It’s different than being with Bo.

“Straddle him,” Bo commands.

I see from the look on his face that we’re both pleased with how quickly she obeys.

He shoots me a loaded look, and I read between the lines. He’s been steering the ship, as the naturally dominant one, but it’s my turn. We need to know if she can listen to both of us.

“Take it,” I tell her. “Suck it. Take Daddy’s cock all the way down your throat.” I arch my back, thrusting into her mouth and watch as she does just that.

She’s perfect. Sweet, shy, obedient, perfect. And her mouth is like heaven. Spanked, sucked… If I get fucked tonight, I’ll have reached the trifecta. Usually I would want nothing more. Tonight I don’t care about that, though.

All I care about is her. Her participation. Her pleasure.

She sucks my cock like a good little submissive, she sucks the hell out of it, licking and sucking and scraping gently with her teeth until I’m clawing at the blanket and thrusting upward into her mouth, grabbing at fistfuls of her hair. And when I come, she swallows. Without being told.

Perfection.

“God,” I croak, when I can speak again. “That was perfect, babygirl. You sucked Daddy’s cock so good. And took his cum like a good girl.”

She blushes like crazy and hides her face in my stomach. Or she tries at least, until Bo comes behind her, and pulls her up and off me.

“Anything you don’t want to do?” he asks.

She blinks furiously and her mouth works like a fish. “I don’t… I don’t know,” she finally manages. “I don’t know what the options are.”

“Fair enough.” He nods. “Okay. Your safeword is red. If you get overwhelmed, or you want to stop or you don’t like something or aren’t comfortable, you say that and we will stop immediately, no questions asked.”

“Okay.”

Bo frowns. “I don’t expect you to call me Daddy tonight or anything, but how about ‘Yes, Sir’?”

“Yes, Sir.” Her voice is a breathless whisper.

“Undress.”

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