Page 57 of Their Little Helper

“All of those things can be true at the same time.” There was nothing wrong with making sure I got what I wanted. “My turn.”

He was definitely the greedy one because he’d gotten three kisses and was going back for another lick. “You need to learn how to share.”

Santos barked out a laugh as he sat back enough for me to wrap my lips around our sexy toy. “How you managed to say that sounding so serious is a mystery I will probably never solve.”

Drama queen.

He was lucky I had my mouth full.

Harley would’ve come to my defense because I was his favorite Dom but he was slightly distracted moaning and remembering to hold on to the bed. “Don’t let go. Be a good boy. Don’t let go. I’m a good boy. It’s my reward. Papa’s good boy. Daddy’s good boy. Rewards aren’t punishments.”

Santos chuckled as he kissed our boy’s cheek. “That’s right but rewards can be hard and make you want to squirm and beg to come.”

Those were the best kinds of rewards.

“I…I didn’t know that.” Harley’s breathless words were almost moaned out as I sank low on his cock and let the tip tease my throat. “Oh…I…I didn’t know…”

Learning experiences were hard sometimes.

And difficult.

Santos wasn’t worried either judging by his sexy, pleased sound. “You’re being such a good boy, though.”

The whine Harley let out made me think he was slightly conflicted about that, but it just meant we were doing our jobs well. Rewards were supposed to be memorable and this was one he wouldn’t forget.

“He’s…Papa…that’s…” Harley’s awed tone as I swallowed around the head of his cock and massaged it with my throat had my own dick aching for attention. “Papa, he’s…”

“Greedy.” Santos’s dry retort got a strangled laugh from our boy as I slowly eased off his cock. “My turn.”

Instead of going directly for sucking on Harley’s sexy cock, Santos kissed the base and gently worked his way up the underside of Harley’s erection. Harley was trying to use it to back down from the edge but that wasn’t the plan.

So I kissed right above his groin and licked my way up his body, loving the squeal that fucking his belly button with my tongue got. “That’s…Daddy that’s…”

Fun.

And surprising for some reason.

We really needed to show Harley all the fun ways we could reward him.

“I’m a good boy. I’m a good boy. I’m a good boy.” Harley’s desperation was adorable but I knew I hadn’t done anything to deserve it as I kissed higher up his chest.

That was all his Papa’s work.

Spreading our boy’s legs, Santos moved between them and was moving his lips lower on our boy. His smile was devilish as he wrapped his lips around one ball and rolled it round with his tongue. It would’ve been fun to see if Harley could come from just that, but his Papa had another goal.

And the way Harley sucked in a breath said he hadn’t felt lips there before either.

Yes, we were really going to have to make a list so we could be certain Harley had experienced all the pleasures his body could give him.

Did he even know belly buttons could be cock fucked?

Did he know how good licking behind his knees would feel?

What if he didn’t know how good bites on his ass would feel?

Yes.

We needed a list.

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