Page 84 of Their Little Helper

His body tensed as he tasted Harley but he didn’t pull away, kissing me deeper. It was a stubbornness that I could get behind because it had him rocking against me like he had something to prove. He wasn’t going to let anything get between us, including his own fears.

It was perfection in kiss form and left us both breathless when he finally pulled away, grinning and thoroughly pleased with himself.

“My turn for a taste test. Just for something a lot lower.” My teasing had him rolling his eyes and rolling over on the bed. The fact that he managed it without falling off said just how much he wanted my lips on his dick.

It was time to reward my other cutie for being brave and open with his feelings.

He didn’t seem to do that much, so we were going to start associating it with happy thoughts and happy endings.

“What if Harley wakes up?” Santos peeked over at our sleeping boy as he settled on the bed, me between his splayed legs.

“Then he’ll say something adorable and ask for cuddles when we’re done.” His little side was remarkably chatty considering how shy his grown-up side was. “He thinks we’re cute when we’re having sex.”

Santos groaned and scrubbed his hands over his face but he didn’t try to deny how right I was. “I’m not going to worry. He knows what he’s comfortable with and he’s good about sharing his limits.”

Kind of.

Most of the time, as long as we counted nonverbal communication.

“I’m going to share my limits with you right now.” Because he needed another distraction. “I want you to fuck my throat.”

Harley wasn’t the only drama queen who was ready to relax completely.

Santos’s next groan was filled with desire, not worry, and it only got better as I pulled the front of his sleep pants down. “You’re so fucking sexy.”

Yep.

And I made it even hotter by leaning down and looking up the line of his body as I licked the head of his cock.

“Fuck.”

There was no point in arguing with me, so he was just a good Dom and ran his hands over my head. The firm caress sent shivers through me, but he made everything in my head go silent as his grip tightened. “That’s right. You’re going to be a good cocksucker for me, aren’t you?”

His quiet, rough voice made the tender words even hotter, but I didn’t have to explain that. He simply knew it and slowly fed his cock between my lips. No hesitation. No questions. He just took my mouth and made it his toy, bobbing my head in a slow rhythm that would’ve made me insane.

It wasn’t about me, though.

I was just Pokey’s hole to poke.

Santos’s mouth to make love to.

Lick.

Suck.

Swallow.

Breathe.

The pattern repeated over and over until my brain could only think about the cock in front of me and it let the rest of me float. In the distance I could feel the wonderful ache he was giving me. I could hear myself gag when he slid as deep as he could go. But the best sounds were from Santos as he relaxed into the pleasure of using me.

Eventually my brain tuned back in when he started to come and shot down my throat, but I was still living in a fuzzy world wherereality was far away. My eyes wouldn’t really open, but I didn’t need them to clean off his cock and nuzzle against it.

Even soft, it was big enough that I’d never lose it, so I let the happy feeling take me again. Far away, Santos grumbled like the Dom he was and said something about me being a pain in the ass…and then about me brushing my teeth but that ship had sailed and I let it float away completely.

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HARLEY

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