Total pages in book: 215
Estimated words: 217988 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1090(@200wpm)___ 872(@250wpm)___ 727(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 217988 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1090(@200wpm)___ 872(@250wpm)___ 727(@300wpm)
“Boyo? Are you Irish?”
“Would you like me to be? I can do a fine Irish accent.” He laid the accent on thick.
Brody shook his head. “It’s amazing how good your accent is. Wait, I don’t get to come? What the fuck?”
“As your Sir, I don’t mind your swearing. But as your Papa, I might object. No swearing while in Middle space. Another rule. It’s fun making the rules, isn’t it?”
“I wouldn’t know,” Brody replied. “And I rarely swear. At least, I try not to in front of women. My momma never liked me swearing. Are you for real?”
“I’m certainly not fake.” Around other people he usually had to be someone else. There were very few people who saw the real him. Three, really.
His Pup.
His Bunny.
And his sweet girl. Although she’d never get his cock. Because that would be like wanting to fuck his sister.
Plus, that biker of hers would get all jealous, since his cock was vastly inferior.
Not that he’d ever seen Duke’s dick.
The thought made him feel a bit ill. There wouldn’t be enough bleach in the world to clean his eyes if he’d gotten a look at Duke’s cock. Sunny could have it.
The only dick he was interested in was his boy’s.
“I really don’t get to come?” Brody looked outraged.
“Nope. You don’t. You’re going to wear that plug until I tell you that you can remove it. You can take it out if you need to use the bathroom or you’re in pain. But otherwise it stays in. And you’re not to make yourself come until I give permission.”
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Brody muttered.
“I don’t joke, remember? I’m very serious. You disobey me, and I will know. Then I’ll put you over my knee and spank your ass.”
“Over your knee?” Brody said.
“You don’t like that idea?”
“I’m six feet tall. I can’t go over your knee. Not unless . . .” His face went red.
“Not unless what?”
“I’m in Middle headspace.”
“I’m sure I can bend you over something else. But your ass will be mine. And you won’t sit comfortably for a while. Understand me?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good Pup. Don’t worry, I won’t switch on the vibrations. Much.”
He turned away to grab a wipe from his bag to clean his hands.
“Vibrations?” Brody said. “It vibrates?”
“Of course. Where would the fun be if it didn’t?” After cleaning up and putting the lube away, he grabbed his bag and moved back to where his Pup leaned against the wall, his cock hard and angry looking.
Reaching out, he ran his hand up and down the shaft, pumping him with firm, quick yanks of his hand.
“Please. Please, Sir.”
He drew back. “I shouldn’t give you this when you’ve been naughty. . . but you’re taking your punishment well.” He slid a gift out of his bag and handed it to Brody.
His Pup’s face lit up. “A limited edition Spiderman figurine still in its box? For me?”
“Yes, baby boy. For you.”
“Thank you, Papa. This is amazing.”
“You’re welcome. Now, be good. I’ll see you later.” After kissing him, he left the room. He paused as he heard him talking.
“Wow, a Spiderman figurine is awesome. The rest of this, not so much.”
The Fox grinned as he left.
Damn, that was fun.
Brody stared down at the figurine. He placed it on his bed carefully. He’d put it away soon.
Right now, had a more pressing problem right now.
Did the other man seriously expect that he could stop himself from coming? That he’d just what? Make some dinner, sit down, and watch the fucking news with a plug in his ass and his dick so hard it could pound nails?
Yeah, that sounded like so much fun.
“This is what you get for falling for a crazy person. He’s nuts.” He started pacing back and forth. Slowly. And carefully. “Certifiable. And the thing is, you’re even worse. Because you let him do it to you! And now you’re talking to yourself.”
He stared down at his dick mournfully. Such a waste of a good erection.
This was going to be torture. Sometimes he thought the Fox was more like a ghost. In and out without a trace.
Well, he was an assassin.
Kind of part of the job description.
Suddenly the plug turned on and he nearly fell to his knees. Leaning against the wall again, he tried to calm his breathing. Shit. He’d just managed to get his erection under control and that bastard had to go and switch the vibrations on.
Asshole. Jerk. So darn mean.
He wrapped his fist around the base of his dick, squeezing hard. It didn’t do much when the vibrator continued to buzz.
Yep, it was going to be a long, long night.
25
“Brody-bear! Look at me!”
Autumn moved slowly toward the front door on the hoverboard that the Fox had bought him for Christmas. “Look how fast I can go! It’s like I’m flying!”
Brody had just walked through the front door. She caught sight of the horrified look on his face right as the hoverboard went one way and she went the other.