Chapter 12. Curtis, Baxter & Mykola

"What a nice surprise, you didn't tell me you'd bring him."

I was also surprised when I saw Baxter seating on the spacious sofa with Mykola latched to his side.

"You're one cheeky bastard, you don't get play coy when you got me addicted to him." His hand rubbed my ass cheeks over the material of my slim-fit trousers.

"This is my boy Mykola. Babe, say hello to Curtis Cuthbert, and you remember his sexy date, Benjamin."

Curtis move to his front and Mykola greeted him with a kiss on his cheek inches away from his lips, taunting him with his own.

"May I?" my sugar daddy for the weekend asked his friend, knowing what he really meant already.

"Of course, only if he wants to," Baxter said with a twinkle in his eyes, then he looked at me appreciating my outfit for the night.

Yes, Cuthbert had me wear the thinnest black slim-fit trousers and sheer black shirt, showing off his nipple clamps that he made me wear in the car.

While Curtis