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“I just, you know, wanted to do something nice for you.” Brick shrugged. “The last few days have been crazy. Okay, crazy might actually be an understatement. But you’ve been wonderful and sweet and hot as fuck, and you even fixed my flamingo.”

“Found that, huh?” Jules chuckled. “Well, it’s almost fixed. Just ain’t had time to finish.”

“That was super thoughtful of you.” Brick kissed Jules’s cheek. “I can’t wait to get him back in my yard. Thank you, Daddy. For everything.”

“Of course, baby. I’m sorry I ain’t been able to get my business handled like I wanted to. I promise you as soon as we nab Finchie and get the ledgers back, there ain’t gonna be any more trouble.”

Brick really wanted to believe that, and he cuddled in a little closer. “Can’t wait, Daddy.”

Jules smooched the top of Brick’s head. “Maybe I’ll book us a real fancy spa to celebrate. Would you like that?”

“Are you kidding me? Uh, yeah. That would be great.” Brick grinned. “We can go to Madame Kimchi’s Kitchen, hit the spa, then come home and relax.”

“By relax, you mean fuck, right?”

“Yup. We’ll definitely be fucking.” Brick rubbed Jules’s stomach. “That reminds me. You still owe me some fucking, as a matter of fact.”

“Yeah?” Jules’s smile turned sly. “Funny. That reminds me of somethin’ too.”

“Oh?”

“After all this sweet pamperin’ shit you’ve done, I gotta punish you.”

“What?” Brick tensed as a lick of heat crept up his spine. “Punish me?”

“You heard me,” Jules said firmly. “You’ve been real bossy today, arguin’ with me in front of Junior and Erasmus. Daddy can’t have that shit. So, you’re gonna have to be punished.”

“And, uh, when exactly are you planning to do that?”

“Soon.”

“How soon?”

“Very.”

Chapter Thirteen

Soon turned out to be shortly after their face masks came off.

Brick helped Jules peel away each one and after throwing them away, he returned to the couch to rub in the remaining gel left behind. He carefully massaged Jules’s brow and under his eyes, asking sweetly, “Don’t suppose you just feel so spoiled and absolutely adored that you want to forgo my punishment, Daddy?”

“Sorry, baby boy.” Jules grinned. “I’m afraid it’s gotta happen. You need to learn to watch that mouth.” He stroked Brick’s face and slowly rubbed in the gel. He traced his thumb over Brick’s bottom lip. “Mmm, your sexy ass little mouth.”

“Yeah? You like my mouth, Daddy?” Brick flicked out his tongue, teasing over Jules’s thumb. He opened his mouth to invite him in, sucking his thumb in with a soft groan. He had no idea what kind of punishment Jules had in mind for him, but he was excited.

He had been naughty, he had disobeyed and run his mouth, and now he was going to pay for it. Instead of dread, he only felt the sweet zing of anticipation, and his cock was getting hard.

“I love your mouth, baby boy,” Jules purred. “It feels so fuckin’ good.” He pulled his thumb out and ran the slick tip over Brick’s lip. “Wanna suck Daddy’s cock?”

Brick glanced at the door. “What about Junior and Erasmus? What if they come back?”

“Then they’ll get a big eyeball full of you suckin’ my dick.” Jules smirked. “Don’t worry, baby. That visitation shit is supposed to last all day, right?”

“Yeah? I guess?”

“Then come on.” Jules pushed his thumb back in Brick’s mouth. “Besides, I think you like the idea of somebody watchin’ us. You wanna let people see how good you suck your Daddy off?”

Brick moaned around Jules’s thumb, sucking hard and licked it eagerly. Thinking of someone watching him stuff his throat with Jules’s cock was filling him with a wildly shameful heat, and his own dick was throbbing. He squeezed his thighs together, flexing his hips to relieve some of the tension, and he moaned again when Jules palmed his cock through his pants.

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