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Franklin moaned, unashamed and seemingly always willing.

Had Master seen the tripod in the doorway yet?

Was he feeling the same onslaught of jealousy and rage I’d felt when I’d watched him have his way with Franklin?

“I love your cock, sweet boy,” he groaned breathlessly. “Fuck me hard. Fill me up.”

Sweat trickled down from my hairline.

I chased my orgasm, feeling it churning in my gut, shooting sparks of pleasure to every nerve ending in my body. Oh God, just like that. I fucked him harder and faster. He had to be hard again too, because he was— I slipped a hand underneath him, and yeah, he was stroking himself.

“You gonna come again, Daddy?” I asked, out of breath. “You gonna come when I fill your slut hole?”

“Yes!” he groaned. “That’s it—fill Daddy’s slut hole. He craves it.”

I saw the metaphorical ledge right in front of me. So fucking close.

Then I had to see. I looked over my shoulder, and I didn’t stop. If anything, I sped up more, all while I watched my Master stand there in the doorway. Welcome home, my love. I’ve been busy.

If he clenched his jaw any harder, he was going to crush his molars.

Lee was furious. If looks could kill, he’d fuck me six ways to Sunday and then push me off a cliff. He was feeling the exact same shit I’d gone through. I saw it in the darkness of his eyes. The conflict, the inner turmoil raging, jealousy and possessiveness going up against one another in a battle of the heart.

“I’m gonna come so hard, Daddy,” I rasped, never looking away from Master. “Right now.”

“Me too, baby boy,” Franklin moaned. “Oh fuck, Tate!”

He clenched down around me, and I was fucking lost. Just as I tipped over the edge, that sensation pushed me down faster. Euphoria erupted. I didn’t even feel human anymore. I became an animal, and all I could do was feast on the climax.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Tate Ridley

The next time I glanced toward the doorway, Master was gone.

It was time to find out if I’d managed to “punch him in the gut” with cuckolding.

As he’d requested.

I dragged my spent body off the bed and disposed of the condom in the wastebasket next to the nightstand.

Franklin lay collapsed and panting at the center of the bed, and I only saw the left side of his face. I dove for him, because I just had to, and I kissed his cheek. His salty-tasting cheek.

“You okay?” I asked quietly.

“That…” He breathed heavily. “Would be an understatement. I have no words.”

I grinned.

“Wait here, all right?” I rolled off the bed again and stepped into my jeans. “Lee is home. I’m gonna talk to him.”

Franklin’s eyes flashed wide open, though he didn’t move a muscle. Maybe he couldn’t. “Everything’s okay, isn’t it?”

“Oh yeah. This was the plan all along.” I smiled and did my best to hide my nerves. ’Cause who knew what I’d face outside the bedroom. “I’ll be right back.”

I took a deep breath and ran a hand through my hair. On the way out, I stopped the recording and noticed I only had eleven percent battery left. Hot damn. I didn’t even wanna know how little storage I had now with a giant homemade porn file on the phone.

I heard Lee in the kitchen, putting dishes in the dishwasher with way too much force.

My stomach tightened, and I hurried in there, rounding one of the large pillars in the middle of the floor, and spotted him by the sink.

I didn’t know what to say, but it didn’t matter. As soon as his stare landed on me, he stalked over to me and slammed me up against the fridge.

I hissed at the cold and felt my heart lodge in my throat. Fear tore through me, even when the logical part of my brain said it was all part of the game. Lee was pissed off, but not really. He was seething, but not really. He was jealous, but not really.

“In our home,” he whispered, grabbing me by my throat. “In our fucking bed.”

I flew in two directions. I felt how hard he was in his jeans, causing me to melt against him, but his anger fucked with my head, and I went rigid.

He tightened his hold, applying pressure over my carotid arteries.

“You smell like him.” His voice was nothing but a low rumble.

I managed to suck in a shallow breath. “We fucked forever. We got sweaty.”

He clenched his jaw and glared at me. “He fucked you too?”

I nodded jerkily. A slow, sluggish stream of satisfaction seeped through me. “He felt so fucking good.”

That earned me a thin, tense smile. “You really want me to hunt you down tonight.”

Duh.

He shifted his hand up my jaw and squeezed it painfully hard.

“Ow,” I whimpered. A whirlwind of emotions surged up inside me, and for a quick moment, I was overcome with dread and worry. Genuine dread and worry. What if we’d gone too far? My eyes welled up at the thought. “Lee—”

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