Page 73 of The Substitute
I hate how he’s pushing my fucking buttons. He knows all the right ways to get a reaction from me. Now it’s a challenge, and I can’t let him win that easily.
“Like I said, I’m not leaving, so if you’re going to fuck his mouth, I’m watching.”
“You two are not taking turns with me!” Tobi throws the blanket off his face.
We both stare at him.
“Let daddy work this out,” Savage pats his head.
“If you’re daddy, what the fuck am I?” I ask.
“The creepy uncle?” Savage replies.
“That’s step-uncle to you,” I snap before I can think.
Tobi whines.
“What is it, baby girl?” Savage asks.
“Can you two fucking stop? I’m so horny already, I’m going to die. One of you leave so the other can give me an orgasm.”
“You heard him.” Savage looks pointedly at me.
“I told you I’m not leaving.”
Savage laughs. “If you’re staying, go sit in the cuck chair. I don’t need you hovering over me.”
I pull up my desk chair next to the bed, not giving him any fucking space.
Savage shrugs and grabs Tobi by the throat again. “Are you okay with him watching?”
Tobi quickly glances at me, and he’s so fucking red. It’s actually hot as fuck. “Are you okay with him watching?!”
Savage locks his gaze on mine. “He can watch if he wants to. It doesn’t bother me. I’m only asking if it bothers you, baby girl.”
Tobi is quiet for a long moment. “He can watch.”
With Tobi’s words, my cock is fully hard and leaking pre-cum. What the fuck kind of chicken game have I gotten myself into with Savage? All I know is I can’t back down now.
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Imust be dreaming. This can’t be happening. There is no way both of them are okay with this. Why am I okay with this? But the more I think about it, the more turned on I am by the idea of Ambrose watching. Is that fucked up?
“Tobi says you can sit in the cuck chair, but no fucking touching, and just remember, if you watch, you’ll have to think about me coming in his mouth every time you kiss him.”
“Nothing is going to stop me from kissing him.”
I keep looking between the two of them, shocked and so fucking horny. I don’t even want to let myself overthink this because I want it to happen, so I keep my mouth shut.
“If you’re getting your dick sucked first, I get to fuck him first,” Ambrose says.
Are they treating this like a negotiation?
“You can try.”
“What does that mean?” Ambrose bites back.
