Page 28 of Daddy’s Perfect Pair

“Yes please,” I squeak out, and he pulls back with a shit eating grin on his face, and a look that promises pleasure.

Oh hell. Get me home, now.

Trey

The secondwe’re through the doors, Julie is in Pete’s arms, kissing him as she grinds against his dick, making him groan.

I know they’ve been doing some other stuff this week, but I also know they needed that time to reconnect as a couple before I got involved with them.

Making sure the door is locked and secure, I drop my keys and wallet on the table by the door, before moving in behind Pete and wrapping my arms around him and Jules, kissing his neck.

His groan becomes more pronounced as I suck and bite the soft spot under his ear, grinding my hard dick into his ass, and holy fuck it feels intense. I’m not sure I’ve ever been this turned on in my entire fucking life.

Moving my hands around them and over top of his, I squeeze down so we’re both kneading Julie’s tight little ass and making her moan.

“Oh God,” she groans, pulling back from the kissing and making eye contact with me over Pete’s shoulder. “Are we finally doing this?” she asks, and Pete and I both nod.

“Fuck, yes, we’re doing this,” Pete grunts out, moving and carrying her through the apartment and tossing her onto the bed when we get there.

“How do you want to do this?” I ask them, looking back and forth, licking my lips.

“You uh…said something about worshiping me?” Peter squeaks out, and I nod.

“I want to feel you in my mouth,” I rasp, knowing I’ve been dying to know what he tastes like.

I may be the dom in this triad, but I still need to taste them both.

“Oh shit,” he whimpers, his hand grabbing his dick. “Please, can I taste you first?” he begs, and I blink.

“Uh, sure. If you want to,” I splutter, totally thrown off. I’m not used to someone begging to pleasure me first. “I mean, I would love to feel that hot mouth of yours, but I’m not sure I can be gentle.” I swallow, hoping he understands, but he just smirks.

Turning to Jules, they seem to have a silent conversation before they both turn and smirk at me.

“Oh, we want to,” Jules says, her voice low and husky.

“We?” I gasp, looking between them as Peter comes to me, grabbing my hand and pulling me to stand by the edge of the bed.

“We,” he confirms, pulling his t-shirt over his head before sitting on the bed looking like some kind of Greek fucking god.

Jewel moves towards me, standing on her toes to pull my head down, kissing me hard and seeking entrance into my mouth with her tongue.

Groaning, I grip her hips, pulling her flush against me as I take control of the kiss, dominating her mouth with my own until she’s whimpering and panting.

Pulling back, her eyes are glazed over as she looks up at me with a dazed and heated expression before a smile overcomes her face.

“We,” she whispers, before pulling her sweater and tank top over her head, leaving her in a hot pink lacy bra.

“Fuck, you’re trying to kill me.” I palm my dick, looking between them as she sits down on the edge of the bed beside Pete.

“Can I take you out?” she purrs up at me as Peter licks his lips, a small groan passing them as he stares at the bulge in my pants.

“Fuck yes,” I rasp, giving them the permission they need to strip me down.

Within seconds, my pants and boxers are around my ankles, and I kick them off eagerly.

“Strip,” I command them as I unbutton my dress shirt. Or try to, but my hands are shaking so much it’s proving to be difficult.

The second I see them both naked, I lose the battle with my shirt, ripping it apart as buttons fly everywhere before I toss it onto the floor. I didn’t wear a tie today, just a nice suit jacket and shirt with some dress pants. There’s no need to be overly formal for a hospital visit, and now I’m grateful I didn’t have to fuck with a tie.

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