Love Slave for Two: Reckoning [Love Slave for Two 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Tymber Dalton Read Free Book Online

with both hands and eagerly began sucking his juices off Tom’s hand, every finger, using his tongue on his palm, doing such a thorough job Tom finally began to laugh.
    “Okay, buddy,” Tom said, his voice full of amusement. “You did good.”
    Tyler pressed his back against Tom, wanting full contact with him. “Thank you, Sir.”
    Tom hugged Tyler’s body close and kissed the back of his neck. “In all seriousness, was that okay? I didn’t go too far, did I?”
    Tyler vigorously shook his head. “You were perfect, love.” He let out a content sigh. “Absolute perfection.”
    Tom gently cupped his chin and turned his head to make him look him in the eye. “I’m serious, Ty,” he said. “I know we play this with Nevvie, and you guys play it with me sometimes, but you stop me if I ever push too hard. I don’t want to hurt you.”
    Tyler kissed him fiercely. “Does that answer your question, Sir?”
    Tom grinned. “Okay, you just got me hard again.” Indeed, he felt Tom’s cock stiffening inside his ass.
    “Then may I have permission to suck your balls dry, Sir?”
    “Yeah. Let me go clean up first.” He went into the bathroom and returned a few minutes later smelling like soap. “Okay.” He lay back, a pillow under his head and his hands laced behind him. “Have at it.”
    Tyler pushed his legs apart and knelt between them with a grin. “Yes, Sir. My pleasure.”
     
    * * * *
     
    Tom couldn’t help but moan as Tyler’s blue eyes pegged him, never leaving his as he made Tom’s cock disappear between his lips.
    Goddamn , that man could always get him hard just from a sexy look. In the past, he’d always been afraid to be too rough with Tyler, afraid of hurting him, never wanting to push him too hard or far. After Tyler’s full confession in Seattle about the extent of his experimentation with Marcus and others in the BDSM lifestyle, Tom had to admit it turned his crank, too. Sure, playing slave and Master with Nevvie was fun. And being Nevvie and Tyler’s boy after almost fatally fucking up his relationship with them following his accident felt more than right.
    But the concentrated passion in Tyler’s simple answer to his orders made him want to fuck him all night long.
    Yes, Sir.
    Tyler circled the base of his shaft with one hand and cradled his sac with the other. His hot, slick tongue swirled silken pleasure around the head of his cock, down his shaft, and back up again. He knew just how to flick the tip of his tongue against his glans, had mastered tracing the ridge of the head, teasing drops of pre-cum from his slit.
    Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore. He felt his balls start to tighten in preparation to explode. He reached down and grabbed Tyler’s head. “Swallow every drop,” he ordered just before jerking his hips and sinking his cock deep into Tyler’s eager mouth.
    Tyler happily groaned as Tom’s balls emptied. He felt Tyler swallowing, coaxing, trying to get as much out of him as possible. After a moment, Tom started laughing as he tried to pry Tyler’s mouth off him. “Okay, buddy, enough. I’m too sensitive.”
    Tyler released him with a soft, wet pop . He wore a handsome smile as he rested his cheek against Tom’s thigh. “Did I do good, Sir?”
    “Buddy, you did fantastic. Come here.”
    Tyler crawled up the bed to him. Tom reached over to turn off the bedside lamp before wrapping his arms around Tyler and spooning with him. Tyler pulled the sheets up over them. He kissed the back of Tyler’s neck. “I love you, buddy. You’re my guy. Always.”
    Tyler hugged Tom’s arms tighter around him. “And you’re mine, love. Forever.”

Chapter Five
     
    Thursday
     
    Nevvie slept fitfully, even with little Harley curled up in bed with her. She never slept as well as she did when comfortably sandwiched between her two men, their warm bodies an almost guaranteed defense against any bad dreams wanting to disturb her sleep.
    She looked at the little dog, who always