Page 32 of All the Queen's Men


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It was the kind of dick that made you want to slap your own mother, I swear to God. And Daddy must have agreed, because it only took him point-five seconds of salivating before he crawled onto the bed with us and hoovered up Isaac’s pretty penis without another word.

Damn. Okay, then. Daddy was coming through.

My own cock was rock hard and had been for ages, and the sight of Isaac’s eyes fluttering back as he received what I was sure was his first ever blowjob was literally enough to fuel every fantasy I might have had for the rest of my life.

“Jules,” he gasped, one hand blindly groping for mine while the other patted Daddy’s head like he wanted to grab on and hold the man down but wasn’t sure he should. “Daddy.”

I laced our fingers together, and the sweet little bunny clutched onto me for dear life. “He’s a greedy Daddy, isn’t he, boo? Look at him, swallowing that gorgeous cock of yours like he can’t get enough. Does it feel good, baby? Do you like feeling Daddy’s hot mouth on you? Has he got you in his throat, honey? Working you over good?”

“Jules,” Isaac practically sobbed, his eyes rolling back in his head as his back arched off the bed.

Hottest thing I’d ever seen.

“Jesus,” Daddy murmured thickly, coming off for a second and working it with his hand as he kissed around the head. “All this dick… all for me.”

Isaac whimpered, and I didn’t even try to stop myself from moaning like a porn star when Daddy’s hand suddenly shot out and grabbed my cock, too. He started stroking both of us at the same time, and I’d already told the man I could take care of myself, but damn. Those hands were big. Firm. Hot as hell and with a grip that wasperfect.

I’d tell him to stop in… in just a second.

“How does this feel, beautiful boy?” he asked Isaac, even though the answer was completely obvious. Isaac’s hips were thrusting up to meet each of Daddy’s strokes, and the sounds coming out of his sweet mouth were exquisite. “Should I keep going, or do you want my mouth again? Do you see Jules watching you? Do you see how good he feels, too?”

It was just mean to expect Isaac to answer any of that. The boy wasn’t going to last more than a minute.

Daddy looked over at me and winked.

“Don’t eventhinkabout stopping,” I snapped. Gasped. Begged?

Whatever.

“Please don’t stop,” Isaac exhaled in a rush, parroting me as his grip tightened on my hand and he reached for Daddy’s at the same time. “Please, please, please.Daddy. Please don’t stop.”

I whimpered.

I mean, Isaac did.

Shut up, bitch.

“You’re so fucking sexy when you beg like that, beautiful boy,” Daddy growled, leaning in again to take Isaac’s cock back into his mouth, right down to the root.

Isaac yelped, then let go of my hand and grabbed onto Daddy’s head. “Please please please,” he chanted, his skin glowing and flushed and his voice desperate and ecstatic.

Daddy popped off with a loud, slurping suck, lifted one of Isaac’s hands away from his head, and kissed the palm. “Always,” he promised… then switched over before I realized what he intended and took me into his throat.

“Fuck,” I gasped, hips thrusting up before I could stop them.

Fuck stopping them.

He started this; he could take it. And honey… hedid.

So. Damn. Well.

But then he was off again, his hand replacing his mouth and keeping me right on the edge as he worked us both over with tight, sure strokes.

“I love hearing it,” he said, looking at Isaac, “but you don’t ever have tobegme to give you what you need, sweetheart. I’m always going to take care of you. Both of you. As long as you want me to. I’m not going anywhere. Daddy’sgotyou.”

It was nothing more than heat-of-the-moment nonsense. He was going somewhere. Away. But my stupid heart still did a slow roll in my chest, wanting to believe he meant every word.

Thankfully, that stupid organ was easy to ignore, because the pressure building up in my cock was almostunbearable.