We Have Till Monday by Cara Dee (moboreader .TXT) 📕

didn’t turn into a lobster in the sun like Camden evidently did, and I wouldn’t mind returning to New York with some color.

“Are you gonna wake him, Daddy? He’s napping.”

“Shh, baby. Keep your voice down.”

No need to wake me up. I’d only been dozing.

I stretched out and yawned, and I pulled up my leg a little. Camden had been so sweet earlier, offering me a pillow and blanket from his room. I must’ve kicked off the blanket at some point, but the pillow felt nice. And the sun was working wonders on my back.

“I like his butt,” I heard Camden whisper.

I smiled sleepily against the pillow.

“It’s perfect, innit?” August murmured. “You wanna play with him, don’t you?”

“So much,” Camden responded shakily. “Do we have to ask him?”

Fuck me.

Desire ripped its way through me at the prospect of Camden letting go of all his inhibitions and using me like the little animal I’d seen glimpses of.

“No, he knows the rules,” August responded quietly. “You’ll have to be prepared for revenge when you’re done, though.”

“I’m super-duper ready,” Camden promised. “I hope he rapefucks me. If he even notices me when I take him.”

They were gonna be the death of me. There wasn’t a chance in hell that August believed I was actually asleep, but I wasn’t sure about Camden.

“I don’t wanna wait,” he complained. “Look at me, Daddy—it won’t go down.”

“I can see that, darlin’. Grab the lube. Just—be careful if you don’t want him to wake up.”

Don’t be too careful.

“I will, I swear.”

I braced myself mentally when I heard the telltale sound of a bottle opening. Maybe Camden liked being called little about everything and every part of him, but his cock wasn’t actually small. It was just…proportionate with the rest of him. Though, after having August’s cock pounding in and out of me, I didn’t think I’d be in any pain.

“I think I wanna be a puppy for this, Daddy.”

“All right. You know where your ears are.”

“I’ll be right back!”

“Don’t run so close to the pool, Camden,” August warned. “How many times do I have to tell you?”

He received an “Oops, sorry” in return that made August sigh and slump down next to me on the sunbed.

“He’s not very subtle.”

I chuckled drowsily and pushed my erection against the mattress. “Still made me hard as a rock.”

He hummed and shifted lower so he could kiss one of my ass cheeks. “I reckon I have thirty seconds before he’s back. Let’s see if I can make you harder.”

I had no doubt— “Mannaggia,” I groaned. Holy fuck, his tongue. With a firm grip on my cheeks, he buried his face in my ass and fucked me with his tongue.

“Not a word, boy,” he commanded. “We’re going to let Camden think he’ll fuck you while you’re asleep.”

“Understood,” I moaned into the pillow. “Anything I should know about the puppy thing?”

I remembered August calling it Camden’s version of puppy play.

“It’s just role-play to him.” August dropped a wet, openmouthed kiss over my opening and slowly slipped his tongue inside. Jesus fucking Christ. It was impossible not to move with him. “He loves to mix animal behavior with objectification.”

I was ready to say I was into that too, and I hadn’t even tried it yet.

They made me feel twenty years younger. Everything they did turned me on.

When Camden returned, August moved away and said he was only making sure I was still asleep.

“He’s all yours, little puppy.”

Camden growled softly and straddled my thighs. “I love that he doesn’t know. I’m just a bad puppy who can’t control himself.”

I did my best to suppress the shiver that ran down my spine.

He kneaded my ass cheeks slowly, firmly, and spread them apart. Then he shifted closer and bumped the head of his cock against me. His breathing hitched, and I became hyperaware of his every move. He wasn’t guiding his cock using his hand; he pushed and pushed until he hit the right spot and started entering me.

“Oh,” he breathed.

I gnashed my teeth to prevent a groan as he sank all the way in. Fuck, the boy felt good in me. No pain whatsoever, just sheer fucking pleasure. Knowing that he couldn’t see my face, I opened my eyes a little and saw August next to me. He must’ve showered too. He’d opened the towel around his hips and was watching us while he stroked his cock.

“I’m gonna fuck him lots and lots,” Camden whimpered. He didn’t wait or take things slowly at first; it was as if he couldn’t. Instead, he withdrew his cock and set a fast pace, chasing his own pleasure and following his instincts. “The puppy’s so hard, Daddy.”

“The puppy’s gettin’ a little too assertive.” August shifted onto his knees, and I couldn’t see his face or his hands, but I assumed he was doing something to Camden. “You know you’re about to get it too, right? As soon as you’ve filled his ass with puppy come, Daddy’s gonna choke you out on his cock.”

I swallowed dryly. Every fiber of my being screamed at me to move, to participate, to take, to lose all my boundaries and the invisible chains restraining me.

“Oww, not three fingers!” Camden groaned.

“I’ll fuck you with however many fingers I damn well please, boy. You’ve forgotten your place.”

I went rigid as Camden gasped and bucked into me harder, uncontrollably, as if he were torn between wanting to screw me faster and getting away from August’s rough touches.

Through whimpers, moans, and cute snarls, Camden took what he wanted from me until he began shaking and couldn’t breathe properly. He gritted out that he was coming, that he was going to pump all his puppy come into me, and it took all my strength not to make a sound. I hadn’t felt the urge to hump the goddamn mattress since I grew hair around my cock, but this boy might do me in.

“Ohhh…” He sucked in a shaky breath and collapsed on top of me, but he wasn’t really done.