Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 80197 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80197 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
No more games.
We're playing for keeps.
BONUS EPILOGUE
ELIAS
ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY
“Remind me again why we can’t just buy Celine flowers and chocolates and take her out for a nice meal before fucking her senseless.” I rest my arms over the back of Travis’s couch, waiting for Dornan to explain the anniversary plans again. It’s not that I’m unaware of the plans. It’s just that I don’t fully understand what he and Travis have cooked up between them.
“Celine isn’t a flowers and chocolates kind of girl. She’s kinky as fuck and likes playing games. Isn’t that how we got here in the first place?”
“I bought her flowers last week,” I remind him, “and she liked them so much she sucked my cock kneeling on the kitchen floor.”
“I remember,” Dornan says. “Watching it was hot as fuck.”
My mind replays the image of Celine at my feet with her pretty pouty lips wrapped around my dick, my hand in her hair, and her palms braced on my thighs. It’s enough to make me fully hard, and Dornan adjusts his own cock as the memory has the same effect on him.
“So, why do you and Travis think setting up a games night will be better?”
“Because it shows some imagination, and we want it to be memorable. She’s practically killed herself this year trying to finish her course with decent grades and working to pay the bills. It’s time for us to let off some steam and remember how to have fun.”
I shake my head, even as I hear his point. This year has been tough for all of us. Dornan, Celine, and I have been working towards graduating. Travis has been working hard to get a promotion. It’s been a time where we’ve all had our noses to the grindstone, and now it’s over. We’re taking some time out for a vacation, so it makes sense to create some light-heartedness in our lives.
I bring my foot to rest on my knee, smiling as Celine sings in the shower. The apartment is spacious for a one-bedroom, but we need to get our asses in gear and upgrade to a two or three-bed at least. Not that I want to sleep away from my girl, but it would help to have some additional living space.
“So, what are the games?”
“You’ll see,” Dornan says. “You’ll see.”
“What are you doing with a blindfold?” Celine’s eyes dart around at all of us as Travis approaches her with a red satin strip gripped in both his hands. She’s perched on the edge of the couch, posture rigid and cheeks flushed.
“Do you trust me?” he asks.
“Of course.”
“So, just go with it.”
Her lips part, but whatever she was about to say dies on her tongue as Travis presses the soft material over her eyes and ties it securely behind her head. Her red curls erupt from beneath it like a ball of fire, and she licks her lips, gripping her hands together in her lap.
“So, this is our anniversary celebration?” She sounds as confused as I did when Dornan explained.
“We’re going to play some games, Celine, because we know how much you love them.” Travis touches her cheek tenderly, a soft, affectionate smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. “And if you do well, we have another surprise for you.”
“I’m never going to live the start of our relationship down, am I?” She says it with a bite to her voice, but it’s followed by a grin. She loves reminding us about all the games we played that brought us together. Like her friends Ellie and Gabriella, she’s happy to have a fun relationship origin story.
Travis strokes his thumb across Celine’s bottom lip and turns to Dornan, who’s ready with the tray.
I take a step forward, so I’m next to Travis. We’ll switch around after he’s explained the rules so that she can’t place his voice.
“This game is called Guess the Flavor.”
Celine bites her smile, reaching out her hands into the void before her. “What do you mean?”
“Guess the flavor? It’s very straightforward.” I say. She jumps at the proximity of my voice.
“So, you’re going to feed me stuff?”
Dornan clears his throat to stifle his glee as he places the tray on the low table. “In a way.”
“You guys … this is …”
“You’re going to love it,” I tell her, allowing my hand to drift to touch her pretty hair. The contact seems to relax her as much as it relaxes me. Playing with Celine’s hair ranks as one of my favorite things to do, both above and below the waistline! She has pretty red curls between her legs too.
We all wore sweatpants with nothing beneath to make this easier. Tearing belts through loops and unfastening buttons and zippers would give too much away.
Dornan passes me the chocolate sauce, Travis the strawberry sauce, and keeps the caramel for himself. We dance around each other until I’m in the center. Travis is to my left, and Dornan is to my right. I tug my gray joggers down until my cock is out. It’s hard already, but I give it two rough pulls for my pleasure. When I flip the cap of the chocolate sauce, Celine jumps. Even though the sauce is room temperature, it feels cool as I drizzle it over my dick. Some drops onto the hardwood floor, but I’m not going to worry about that right now.