Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 54028 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 270(@200wpm)___ 216(@250wpm)___ 180(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54028 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 270(@200wpm)___ 216(@250wpm)___ 180(@300wpm)
I closed the distance in two quick steps and sucked in a breath that almost got lodged in my throat. Macklin gripping the sink, jeans pushed down just past his hips, a condom wrapper falling to the floor, and Jack’s cock disappearing into Macklin’s beautiful ass in a swift thrust.
He’s inside someone else.
I let the erotic unease churn in my stomach.
“Fuck,” Macklin groaned.
Jack had pleasure written all over his face as he leaned forward and kissed Macklin’s neck. “Did you miss your favorite student?”
Jesus.
“Fuck you, you were the worst,” Macklin gasped. “Right—right there. Fuck.”
I brushed a hand over my crotch and clenched my jaw. I’d expected the jealousy to hit me with brutal force; instead, it rolled in like thunder and grew more intense for every second I watched them. Jack set a fast pace, and Macklin didn’t hold back. He moaned and pushed back like a fucking whore. A sexy, cock-hungry fucking whore.
“I forgot how good you feel,” Jack groaned.
I swallowed a breathy sound, unable to look away from where Jack’s cock hammered into Macklin’s hole.
“You’re too busy with your new Daddy,” Macklin panted. I noticed he was stroking himself quickly too. “Is he everything you dreamed of?”
I flicked my gaze to Jack.
“And then some,” he replied. “There’s no way he’ll be able to keep up with me, though. He’s gonna have to prove himself.”
I smashed my lips together into a thin line, torn between anger and desperation. I wanted to shake him. I wanted to beg—to let me show him I could keep him happy and pleased. I wanted to push him down onto the floor and rapefuck him while Macklin watched.
“Oh yeah? How’s he gonna do that?”
“I don’t know. I’ll observe how he is with others, I guess.” Jack squeezed Macklin’s ass in his hands and slowed down. My boy stared, seemingly transfixed, as he withdrew his cock and then pushed in again.
Wait, he’d said what?
Observe how he is with others.
“Get me off,” Macklin breathed. “Christ, I love your cock.”
It’s mine, you wanton slut.
Jack’s perfect cock belonged to me.
My chest felt tight when I saw them meet in a hungry kiss over Macklin’s shoulder. I saw their tongues mingle sensually, with a sense of familiarity, because they shared a past. They’d done this many times before.
“I’ll keep you on the side for when Franklin passes out,” Jack murmured.
Oh God. Never in my life had I understood that a reaction could be so strong and vicious that you’d need to bite your knuckles, but there it was. Pressing my fist to my mouth, I suppressed a wildfire of fury, desire, and delicious hurt.
“I’m close,” Macklin moaned. “Harder, babe. Fuck me harder.”
With a tight grip on Macklin’s hips, Jack sped up until all I heard was a rhythmic loop of skin slapping, heavy breathing, and moaning. Sounds that echoed louder and louder in my head, taunting the jealousy, fucking with my head. Did he moan that loudly when he was with me? Did he enjoy himself as much?
I had to show him. I’d be a good Daddy for him. I’d show him how I could give pleasure to anyone who wanted it.
I hurried back to the rooftop terrace with my heart pounding. The echoes of the boys wouldn’t fade from my goddamn skull, so I decided a stiff drink was in order.
For some reason, I struggled to make eye contact with those around me. I felt flushed, rattled, and…I needed a word for the combination of horny and angry. I knew hangry was taken. I’d seen Tate hangry.
I mixed myself a vodka tonic behind the bar, and I welcomed the distraction when I saw Kingsley and Beau trying out the porn piglet. My Handler looked awfully happy with the marks his whip left along the backs of Shay’s thighs.
River, Reese, and Tate were enjoying the show with beers and snacks.
Meanwhile, Noa and KC had moved to the free-for-all hot tub, and Dean was on his way over there. I should introduce myself. I took a generous swallow of my drink—and promptly coughed at the strength. Very smooth, man. Hell. It was almost as if I’d just witnessed my boy fucking another man and claiming I wouldn’t cut it for him.
At the nearest picnic table, I removed my clothes, except for my boxer briefs, and by then, Noa was getting demanding again.
“I’ve been waiting forever! Come onnn.”
Yes, yes, I was on my way. I brought my drink and trailed over to the hot tubs, and since Dean was leaving his underwear on, I figured it was best to follow his lead. I didn’t know if KC and Noa were covered under the swirl of the jets.
Dean was seated in the tub when I reached them. He truly was a distinguished-looking man, with gorgeous blue eyes and a charming smile directed at KC and Noa. Noa was curious about the newcomer, to which I learned Dean wasn’t new at all.