And because Isaac wanted him, too. He made my little sugar dumpling feel safe and secure enough to lie naked on the bed, wide-eyed and relaxed, slowly fisting his own cock as he watched us bicker, and that…
Just saying, a girl could start to want a little too much, surrounded by such perfect, naked men like that.
Still, Daddywasright. It had been stupid to think I could’ve made it this far and then sat my arse down in Roman’s posh-as-hell suite and let the best bits happen without me.
Even more stupid to think I could’ve made it through the entire weekend without begging for that thick Daddy dick for myself.
I was still going to hold out on that, though.
I’d get on the bloody bed, but I wouldnotbeg.
“You need to makeIsaacfeel good,” I said, wiggling out of Daddy’s arms and putting a little sway in my hips as I did what he’d told me to. Crossed the room and climbed up on the bed next to my sweetie, then displayed myself next to him for Daddy’s viewing pleasure.
“Gorgeous,” Daddy murmured, making me preen.
“Jules,” Isaac said, his whole body trembling with excitement and his face scrunched up into an adorable expression of anxiousness and delight. It was enough to make an already sexy scene even more delicious.
“I know, honey,” I said, forgetting our audience for a minute and grinning at my favorite slice of sweetness. “And God, you’re sexy.”
He instantly blushed, his eyes glowing behind his glasses, and unnnnghhh. I wanted nothing more than to roll right on top of him and make us both feel good, because God, he was magnificent. That massive cock of his was truly a work of art… but it was Daddy’s job to take care of that, and I was going to hold him to it.
Watch. I was going to watch him do it. That was all.
“Is… is everything okay?” Isaac asked softly, catching his lip between his teeth. “You like this, right?”
So much. Too much.
“It’s all sunshine and rainbows for me, sweetie,” I reassured him just as his eyes darted over my shoulder.
His breath hitched and his cock jumped, and yes, bitch, I could feel Daddy’s presence there, too, but I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of turning around to see.
Instead, I winked at Isaac, running my fingers up his slim chest because I couldn’t resist. “You’re going to be good for Daddy and do what he says, aren’t you, baby?”
Isaac nodded, then peeked up at me. “And you, too,” the cheeky little shit said. “Right? Because Daddy’s in charge.”
His cock jumped again.
Ugh, so did mine.
Roman laughed, low and sensuous, the sound winding all around me like a hot tongue.
I turned and glared at him. “You have your work cut out if you think you’re going to turn me submissive, Daddy.”
This time when he laughed, it was a rich, deep, full-belly laugh. “I never doubted it,” he finally said over the sound of Isaac’s giggles. Then his eyes got all warm and soft and gooey andugh. “And I can’t wait, Jules. There’s no way I’d ever want to change you.” He’d come right up to the foot of the bed, pausing to let his eyes roam over me and Isaac in turn. “But I promised to take care of you both, so hands off your cocks. Both of you. Now.”
And honey?
I’m not even ashamed to say that my hand flew up and away like it had a mind of its own at the way he’d said that last word.
Now.
So much strength and authority and raw, panty-melting manliness that I could practicallysmellthe testosterone in the room.
My boo Isaac had the same reaction, obeying Daddy with an eager swiftness that made Mama proud. And hot. Panting, actually. And while Daddy’s gaze was appreciative onbothof us, I was pretty sure he gasped a little when he finally took in the unobstructed view of Isaac’s fat cock. Because baby?
I know I’ve already sung my little lovebunny’s praises, but there weren’t enough good things to say about that delicious piece that was throbbing against his belly.
Lord, if he only topped.
