All Chapters of Knots of Kinship: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

They pull their boxers off, and now they are both naked, cocks free in the air, with the air conditioning air cool around them. Rory stared at his father’s cock as he licked his lips hungrily.Nicholas stretched toward his drawer, pulling out the leftover lube and condoms from the last time they used it. “I will prep you good, sweetheart.” He squeezed a generous amount to his fingers, warming it up before circling it around Rory’s pink hole. Rory effectively spread his legs wide for him. Eagerly giving him access to him by lifting his ass up with his hands behind the knee, helping him stabilize his form.One finger pushed in slowly. Soon he was knuckle-deep inside his ass, twisting and rubbing Rory’s walls. He gasped, jolting up, his cock dangling along with his.A bead of precum slid down his shaft as she cried for more and more.“More, for fuck’s sake, Daddy, more; it feels so incredibly good.”Nicholas added a second finger into him, turning them and making them into scissors, str

Rory groaned deliciously at the excitement that swelled on his chest. He was lifted off the ground and placed him on the bed. He immediately pulled his pants down along with his boxers, and what Rory felt seconds after caused him to shiver.Nicholas had swiped his tongue along his asshole, licking him well. He soon began tonguing his hole. Drool dripped from his lips as he began stroking himself. While Rory was a moaning mess, his toes curled on the sheets. There was no need to prep him like this as they had fucked long and hard the previous night, but it felt so good and delicious to be tongued like that. Slurping and lapping on his ass, Nicholas finally pulled away, as he inserted his long digits into his slightly agape.His digits curled inside his warm hole, as he brushed against a sweet spot for Rory, making him groan and shudder at his expense. It felt good. He was hitting his prostate well for him; he felt his brain completely fold with his actions. Was there anything this man

Rory sighed as Christy lay on his bed. Amelia had called using Harvey’s phone. She was just checking in to see if they were still coming. She spoke as if they had even given her a choice on what they wanted or not.But he answered simply. He didn’t want her ‘knight in shining armor’ to fuck him up before or even after the date. All he prayed and hoped for was that this day would end well and he could come back into Nicholas’s arms.However, right now, he had bigger problems. Quite a humongous problem that really should be an issue, but it is.Amelia still won’t let him wear what he wishes.It was just a simple double date.It had to be casual. And in her defense—he could believe he was defending her—she wasn’t exactly telling him to wear a trip suit. But, regardless, it was starting to annoy him when he would bring out a shirt and she would reject it.“Are you really a rich kid?” She asked from behind him.“What?” He tilted his head for a minute before going back to rummaging in his c

There was only one person shocked, one person amused, and two people utterly angry. Christy didn’t even look at the stain on the chair or even the possibility of it being on her chair.“How dare you?”“If you had moved, you wouldn’t have gotten dirty so early into your date.” Harvey said, relaxing into his seat, he pushed his legs further into Rory’s chair, disrupting him.Christy turned her head at him, but she calmed down. She stood up, brushing her gown. The stain was no

Idiotic question: If he didn’t want to withdraw his son, he wouldn’t be in contact with him. He ignored him, making a mental note to decide if he would fire his dumbass or not. He was genuinely starting to sound stupid and also very annoying.He kept his ears peeled for Rory. Placing his phone back on the side table, he walked into the bathroom. Rory was all dressed, combing his hair and styling it up. His muscles flexed as he sighed. Nicholas thought he was having problems with his hair, but then he spoke up.“I thought we already decided on the dress yesterday?”‘Yeah, we did… but who wears a dress to a concert?’“Did she say it was a concert?”‘You told me about tickets.’“I don’t remember what I even said.” He answered with a shrug.Christy sighed. ‘What are you wearing? I haven’t seen it.’“Well, you are looking at it right now.”There was a pause from Christy before she gasped, looking at him, visibly upset and also appalled. ‘What do you mean? Who the heck are you going with l