Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 45332 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45332 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
I lower myself until I’m sitting on the heels of my feet, keeping her restrained.
“On all fours for your next gift, Angel.” Vance points to the ground before he kneels beside her, running a hand down her spine, encouraging her.
Not taking her eyes off me, she presses her palms to the rug beneath her, her pupils expanding, swallowing the green depths. Vance takes another box from her stocking, holding it in front of her mouth.
“Pull the ribbon with your teeth.” Complying with his order, she closes her bite over the red silk, then he pulls the box toward him, loosening the ribbon.
Unwrapping the box for her, he lifts the lid, and her eyes dip to see the prize inside. “Is that like the balls you put inside me?” She peers down at the glass, acorn-shaped butt plug. The flared base has a beautiful diamond-encrusted angel pendant that will dangle between her peach-like cheeks once it’s in place.
“This…” He plucks it from the box, “is for your precious ass.” Her breathing picks up. “Take Daddy’s cock out.”
She reaches for me, yanking my shorts down my hips so my cock springs free, stiff and aching for her. “Such a good girl.” Bottom lip clamped between her teeth, she lights up at his praise. “Take him in your mouth.”
He looks at me, and I hand him her chain before placing my hands on my knees, palms facing up. When a throaty approval rattles in the back of his throat, my cock jumps. Poppy giggles before closing her juicy lips over my glistening, swollen tip, tasting me with a delicious whimper.
Flattening her tongue against my shaft, she pushes down my Jacob’s ladder sending a shockwave of euphoria to my balls. “Fuck, Poppy. Suck Daddy’s cock, just like that,” I groan huskily, flexing my hips.
When she takes me all the way to the back of her throat, Vance tightens her chain, and I feel her windpipe constrict against my cock. She stays there with me, so deep I fear she’ll choke to death before he releases her. When he does, she rapidly pulls up, tears streaming down her cheeks. “I’m going to come!” I bellow as Vance grips her hair, keeping her in place.
“Don’t swallow,” he orders, dropping her chain. My hot cum paints the inside of her mouth until I’m shuddering with nothing left. “So good, taking Daddy’s cock.” He runs his hand through her curls, caressing her cheek.
Holding the butt plug by the flared base, Vance puts it to her mouth. “Spill.”
Seeing my cum dribble from her lips like icing over a cake has my cock beginning to grow again. “You’re both so fucking perfect.” When he brings the plug to his lips to catch the dripping cum that leaks over his fingers before moving behind her, my dick gets so hard, I could hammer nails with it. “Take a breath, Angel.”
She inhales, watching me with the remnants of my spunk coating her luscious lips as he moves behind her. Arching her back, she moans and drops her head.
“Fuck,” he grunts, standing to rid himself of his shorts. My mouth goes dry, watching his muscles work as he moves the coffee table to the other side of the room before returning to us and lying on the rug.
“On the couch, Tristan.” I jump up at his command, sitting on the couch, palms up beside me. With his feet toward me and his penetrating gaze searing into Poppy, I have the perfect view of his naked form. “Crawl to your master, Angel. Show Daddy that perfect ass, all dressed up for Christmas.
Poppy begins crawling over to Vance, and her butt plug is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. The size of the base pushes against her cheeks, separating them, while the dangling angel leads a path between her ass and pussy. I want to bury my face between her pink, flushed lips, glimmering from her arousal.
“Climb on, Angel. Like a good girl.”
Maneuvering over him, her thighs come to rest on either side of his waist. He holds the base of his cock as she lowers herself onto him, his fat girth spreading her lips as she sinks down his shaft. Her body is angled toward his chest giving me the gorgeous view of his cock disappearing inside her pussy and the plug decorating her asshole.
Strong arms encase around her back, dragging her closer to him. Their kissing has my cock straining, thirsty for her juices gleaming on his cock as she rises and falls over him, over and over, fucking, grinding, devouring. Hands, tongues, skin against skin … their moans are a chorus, filling the air.
“Tristan,” Vance barks my name, and I have to fight every impulse not to attack and fuck both of them until there’s nothing left of any of us. “You’ve both been so good. Come give our Angel your cock too.” When his thighs splay wide, relief floods throughout my body as I race to my knees to join them.