Page 41 of Milked

“Yeah.”

I quickly put on my shoes and grabbed my keys and wallet, needing to get out of there before they tormented me anymore. “Okay, gotta go. I’ll be back… tomorrow, I guess.”

Atlas waved. “Don’t do what I wouldn’t do, which is nothing. I’ll pretty much do anything.”

“Slut,” Luna coughed.

“Bye!” I said, and rushed out of there.

Thirty minutes later, I was knocking on Knox and Finn’s door.

Finn opened the door, grinned, and pulled me into a hug. “You look stunning!”

He released me, grabbed my hand, and forked our fingers together as he tugged me inside. He wore nothing but a pair of athletic shorts that hung low enough on his hips to tell he was going commando.

“Father will join us later. He wants to watch us on the monitor first. It’s foreplay for him.”

Finn led me to their large, open living room, but this time, the sofa and rug were covered in thick sheets, which I assumed would protect them from our bodily fluids.

He let go of my hand before resting his palms on my chest. “I cannot wait for this. I’ve been dying to have you inside me, plus Father and I missed you. I’ve been busy, and it’s going to get busier soon.”

“I’m excited about this, too.”

“Nervous?”

“Is it obvious?”

He pressed a kiss to my cheek. “We’ll take good care of you.”

“I trust you.”

Finn beamed as he pulled the sweater over my head. “You smell so good, Rye.”

“So do you… like a forest.”

He fisted my shirt, aggressively pulled me to him, and took my bottom lip between his teeth, gently tugging on it before he let go and kissed me.

My cock was already hard, not just from being turned on, but from the anticipation of it. My heart also beat wildly, filled with nervous excitement.

Finn shoved his tongue into my mouth, deepening our kiss. Never knowing what to do with my hands, I slid them up along his warm, smooth back.

When we came up for air, his long fingers slowly unbuttoned my shirt, sliding it off my shoulders and pulling it off my arms, no doubt for show. I liked the idea of Knox watching us, although I would prefer he played with us.

“Do you like Father watching us?”

It was like he’d read my mind. “Yes,” I breathed.

Next, he unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans. Because they were baggy, they just fell around my ankles, and I kicked them away.

His fingers slid inside the waistband of my boxer briefs from behind, touching the top of my ass. “This is the plan for tonight, so you’re prepared and not in the dark. Spontaneity will come later, as we previously talked about. We’ll fool around and put on a show for Father, and when he comes into the room, you should already be inside me. But you arenotto come. Is that understood?”

“Uhm, I’ll try. This is my first time, so I can’t make promises.”

Finn smirked. “That’s fine, but be prepared to be punished by Father. He’s got the paddle out tonight. I’m also expected not to come, either. Only Father gets our cum.”

My body literally shuddered at the thought, and a drop of pre-cum slipped out of me, cooling on my underwear.

“Our sweet Ryder likes that, Daddy.”

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