Total pages in book: 180
Estimated words: 182075 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 910(@200wpm)___ 728(@250wpm)___ 607(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 182075 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 910(@200wpm)___ 728(@250wpm)___ 607(@300wpm)
It was clear he knew what he was doing.
Rock had moved to her other nipple, giving it the same treatment as the first one. And she wished she could touch him back. Could run her fingers through his short dark hair. Could kiss all that delicious skin. Run her fingers over the light smattering of hair on his chest.
Was Slade smooth or hairy? From what she could remember he didn’t used to have chest hair but who knew how men’s bodies changed?
She wanted to know, though.
“Slade? Are you going to strip off?” she asked.
Rock was kissing her belly like he was worshipping it. And she wanted to know what his thick dick felt like.
“Soon,” Slade promised.
Her breathing grew more rapid as Spencer teased her.
“I want to touch Rock,” she said. “I want to touch his dick.”
Rock froze, then sat back to look down at her.
“Don’t have to,” he said.
“Why wouldn’t I want to?” she asked. “Can I have it in my mouth? I’m not very good at it. But I want to try. Please. Oh, God, Spencer, that feels so good. I’m so close!”
“No coming without permission,” Slade warned her.
“Please, please, let me come,” she begged him. “Please.”
Rock stared up at Slade, willing him to give her permission to come.
He was worried about her ribs. He worried about everything when it came to their girl. Keeping her safe. Making sure she was happy.
It kept him awake at night sometimes, thinking about her. It was only when he was with her that he felt better, that he could actually sleep.
Spencer drew back and licked his lips. Rock wanted to taste that pussy, too. Indie tugged at her restraints and he frowned.
She was going to bruise her skin.
“Easy,” Slade soothed. “You’re going to get to come, but you need to stay nice and still.”
“I can’t! I really want to touch Rock. I want you all naked. Please.”
“All in good time.” Slade kissed her lightly, his hand cupping her chin.
Rock watched on hungrily. He loved kissing their girl.
When Slade drew back, her eyes were heavy-lidded, her lips swollen and damp.
“My beautiful girl,” Slade murmured. “Spencer, make our girl come.”
“Oh my God, yes!” she cried.
Then Spencer slid back between her legs while Rock teased her lips again. They were so soft. So precious.
“Rock, untie the hand closest to you,” Slade commanded. “She’s desperate to touch your dick.”
He didn’t know why. Most women were scared of his cock. Which was actually a more sensible reaction than the ones who wanted it because he was so large.
He never played at the club anymore. He preferred to watch from a safe distance. The shadows were a familiar space for him. Somewhere he could disappear into.
Being with someone who just wanted to brag about taking his big cock made him feel ill.
After undoing her hand, Indie eagerly grabbed hold of Rock’s dick. Her movements were clumsy and it was obvious she really didn’t have much experience, but that didn’t mean that her touch didn’t feel amazing.
It was everything he’d ever dreamed of and he could feel his shaft hardening. His balls were tightening.
Shit.
He wasn’t going to embarrass himself by coming already.
As Spencer sent her flying, her cries of pleasure filling the room, and she tightened her hold around his cock.
Rock was so close. So fucking close. He had to clench his teeth, willing his dick to behave and not embarrass him.
“Please,” she begged. “Please can I have you all inside me!”
Well, that wouldn’t be happening tonight.
He was aware that it could be a stretch to take him and she wasn’t ready. But that was all right with him.
All he cared about was her pleasure.
Slade was still watching on, but his gaze was filled with hunger. There was a hint of something else. The need to get give chase. To conquer.
Nothing that man loved more than giving orders. But Rock was good at taking them.
Yeah, he was a Daddy Dom. He liked looking after Indie, taking care of her. And when necessary, he could take charge. However, he was also fine with following Slade’s lead.
“Fuck, yes,” Spencer said. “Hang on, I need a condom.”
“You’d wear a condom?” she asked, releasing Rock’s cock.
Rock frowned. Why was she surprised by that?
“Of course we will,” Slade said, eyeing her. “You seem surprised.”
“Oh, Billy wouldn’t wear them. He wanted me to take oral contraceptive. But the pills make me ill and the injection made me bleed three weeks of the month. I should have tried something else because he always refused to wear a condom. Despite me asking him to.”
Fucking prick.
Rock barely held back a growl of outrage. Spencer had stilled while Slade was clenching and unclenching his fists.
They all had to hold it together, though. Because their girl was starting to retreat from them.
“We’ll use condoms,” Rock pushed the words out, despite his throat feeling like it had shards of glass in it.