Page 15 of Getting Hitched

Jack looked like he would, but then he cast his gaze toward the floor. “No, sir.”

“And you?” Gray looked at Mason.

Mason followed Jack’s lead, relaxing into a submissive posture. “No, sir.”

“Good. I hope you jerked off last night.”

“Um… We did.”

Gray smiled. “I wasn’t here, and you hadn’t been told not to. It’s fine.”

Jack looked up, frowning. “How are we supposed to?—”

“I thought you weren’t questioning me.”

“I… Um… I’m not.”

“Will it really be that bad?” Gray knew his question was cruel. Of course it would be.

“Fuck, yes,” Mason said.

“Just think how good it will be when you get your surprise.”

Mason seemed to be considering that. “Can we guess what it is?”

“You can guess, but I won’t tell you if you’re right or not.”

Jack wrinkled his nose as he often did when thinking. “Is it going to be something we’ve never thought of, like the heart beads?”

Heat rushed to Gray’s face. Despite the fact that Jack and Mason loved the fucking things, they’d never stopped teasing Gray for buying heart-shaped anal beads for them.

“One hint,” Gray said, trying to ignore his embarrassment. “It’s not something we’ve talked about, but it’s also not as out of character for me as the beads.”

Mason’s face screwed up in concentration. “A violet wand?”

“Maybe. Maybe not.” He’d sure as hell file away how eager Mason looked at the possibility.

Mason huffed. “We really have to wait?”

“You do.”

“But—”

“And if you persist in complaining, I will punish you and still not let you come.”

“We’ll be good,” Mason assured him.

Gray chuckled. “Either way, I’ll be happy.”

Not wanting to push too hard, he pretended to ignore the look they gave each other. “Now, what did you buy while you were out?”

Jack and Mason grew progressively more irritable as the week went on. Their bickering was so bad by Thursday evening that Gray considered giving in and ordering them to jerk off while he watched. But even though he could barely stand to be in the house with them, they didn’t deserve to be rewarded for being obnoxious. So instead, he put on headphones and tuned them out.

“Gray! Gray!”

How long had Mason been yelling at him? He hit Pause on his playlist. “What?”

“I’ve been calling you for ages, but you can’t hear with those fucking things on.”

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