Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 77949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
I wasn’t sure he understood how big of an understatement that was, but I wasn’t going to hump him like Dally was just to prove the point. “Let’s get more comfortable.”
Dally let out a low laugh, nuzzling against Harley’s neck. “Your Papa is so polite.”
That got a quiet laugh from Harley even though his cheeks were still red and his eyes were a little too wide. “I like that you’re both different. That’s good.”
And I liked how hard he worked to make sure we both knew he appreciated how different we were.
“I’m glad, baby.” Dally gave him one last snuggle before stepping back and taking his hand. “Let’s go cuddle. I’ve been thinking about your reward since last night.”
The way he waggled his eyebrows got an embarrassed giggle from Harley, but he took his Daddy’s hand confidently. “I thought about last night too.”
Had he jerked off thinking about it?
Dally’s wicked grin said he thought so, but he was still careful of Harley. “I hope you thought about it a lot. Dreams. Fantasies. I hope it was very…relaxing.”
Oh, that smile.
While Dally looked devilish, Harley blushed again as he nodded, sweet but letting us know he wasn’t innocent. “I couldn’t help it.”
Before either of us could reassure him that he didn’t have to, he glanced between us and seemed to tighten his hand on Dally’s. “You didn’t say I couldn’t.”
Someone had been doing his research.
“Eventually your Daddy and I will have to figure out rules for that.” Making sure he could see how much I loved that idea, I knew my grin was nearly as wicked as Dally’s. “But you’re right. It wasn’t breaking a rule and just imagining it is turning both of us on even more.”
His expression flashed between confusion and another embarrassed smile as we led him through the condo, but I wasn’t sure I understood the confusion. Had no one ever told him they’d imagined him like that?
People were either too polite or just stupid.
Possibly both.
Since it looked like Harley wasn’t ready to explain what he was thinking, I scanned down his body as we made our way toward my bedroom, making it clear how sexy I thought he was. “I’ve imaged you a lot, sweet boy.”
“Hey.” Dally gave an exaggerated frown, poking Harley. “He’s forgetting me.”
Drama queen.
But he got a giggle from our boy. “No, Daddy. He’s just taking turns.”
Adorable.
The giggle he got from his Daddy said Dally thought it was cute too. “Does that mean it’s going to be my turn for a reward later?”
As I wondered what he considered reward-worthy, Harley nodded. “Yes. You were so good when we were walking outside. You were careful even when it was hard. You even thought about what you said in the museum.”
Okay, technically he was right, but I wasn’t sure I approved of the greedy smile on Dally’s face. “I like rewards.”
He liked anything that would get him what he wanted.
Harley’s giggle said he’d guessed something along those lines too. “Don’t drive Papa crazy, though.”
As we walked into my room, Dally pouted and sighed. “But I like driving him crazy. I think it might be one of my purposes in life.”
The fact that neither of us could figure out if he was fucking with us said a lot.
It was a good distraction for taking off Harley’s shirts, though. He was too busy thinking about Dally’s response to realize naked meant one step closer to having our mouths wrapped around his cock. “I…I think we need to look for a more relaxing purpose.”
Harley’s brain was working so hard to save my sanity, he didn’t even think when he stepped out of his shoes so we could take off his pants. “What if…what if your purpose is something more subtle? We can look for it together.”
Clearly keeping me from killing Dally was a priority for Harley.
We had a very smart boy.
“I don’t think subtle is in my nature.” Dally distracted him with a cheek kiss and mischievous smile as I shifted around behind Harley to take his pants off. “My mother said I’m more of a hurricane than a summer rain.”
Wasn’t that the truth.
“I think…” Harley finally looked down as he started to automatically step out of his pants, sexy body on display for us in short boxer briefs. “I think we just need to look harder. Rain…rain makes everything grow and doesn’t have to be hurricane level of destructive.”
Dally pouted, stroking his hands over Harley’s chest and flicking his fingers over the sexy, full nipples that had to be aching. “What…what do I get if I’m good and try very hard to figure it out?”
Wide eyes said our boy was thinking of a naughty reward for his Daddy, but it kept his mind racing, so suddenly having his underwear falling to the floor wasn’t as big a deal as it could’ve been. “I—”