Total pages in book: 149
Estimated words: 140604 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 703(@200wpm)___ 562(@250wpm)___ 469(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 140604 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 703(@200wpm)___ 562(@250wpm)___ 469(@300wpm)
Garrett reached for a condom. It was his turn. After the scene in the living area, they had moved to the bedroom where they changed positions and Garrett got a taste of that gorgeous woman’s pussy. It was still on his tongue. Keane had enjoyed her mouth, and she’d screamed all over again.
He hoped the people in the room next door were heavy sleepers because he wanted to make her scream all night long.
He stroked his cock while Keane kissed her. He opened the condom and rolled it on before sliding his hand between her legs. That pussy was wet and hot and ready for a cock.
They were so hot together. And it wasn’t merely Red. For the first time he really looked at Keane, and his friend was all hard, masculine lines and it did something for him. He wasn’t attracted to men normally, but this was different. This was partnership, and it suddenly didn’t seem so far away as it had previously.
He realized that if Red asked him to kiss Keane right now, he would. And he would very likely enjoy it.
They’d given her two orgasms already. It was time for more.
While Keane kissed her passionately, Garrett let his hand run down her body. First he gave that nipple a twist. He wanted to clamp those gorgeous tits like jewels that were made just for them.
She whimpered even while she kissed Keane. Her body moved restlessly, like it already knew exactly what it wanted and they were moving too slow. He didn’t care. He wanted to torture her in the sweetest way. They only had one night, and if he didn’t get to spend it tying her up and playing with her, he would at least take his sweet time. That meant giving her nipple a nip after the twist and then little bites all the way down. Nothing that would hurt her or even leave a mark. He wouldn’t do that without clearly established boundaries. He didn’t know how much pain she liked or if she wanted to be marked.
But he wanted to know.
He wanted to know everything about this woman. She was maddening in her decision to keep the fantasy up. He wanted this to feel real, but that was a bridge he would cross in the morning. Tomorrow the fantasy would be over, and he would show her how good it could be to know him in the real world. He would order breakfast and treat her like their precious sub. He would meet her every need, and she would tell him her name and they would start something real.
He could smell her pussy. Her scent was like a drug. So were all the sweet sounds she made when he licked her clitoris.
Keane pulled away and rolled off the bed. “I think it’s time to play again, Red. Time to serve your Masters. Let me get behind you.”
She shifted and Keane moved behind her, settling her between his legs. He hooked his feet around her ankles and spread her wide for Garrett.
He damn near came then and there. She was spread out for him by the man he’d spent most of his life with. This was what he wanted. He hadn’t even realized it. He’d never thought about the future beyond their jobs and when they could get into Austin next.
But he had lived around Lucas and Lexi and Aidan long enough to know a relationship like this could work. They had a life and a family and a couple of amazing businesses.
What if he and Keane could have that, too?
Then he was past thinking because her eyes were on him and she held out a hand, welcoming him.
It was an invitation he would never refuse.
He slid up, managing to cover her body with his. There was something deeply intimate about having her between him and Keane. It felt right in a way nothing had before. They had been floating through the last few years, enjoying the peace and calm after their chaotic younger times. But they hadn’t considered the future, and it seemed like the best possible future was between them right now.
His cock rubbed against her pussy. He was so hard he couldn’t breathe, but he took the time to kiss her. To tangle their tongues and let the anticipation build between them. “You are so fucking gorgeous, Red. Thank you for spending the night with us.”
Her hands came up, running through his hair, and there was more than lust in her eyes. There was passion there. There was connection.
He kissed her again.
“Please, Master G,” she whispered against his lips.
He wanted to hear his real name from her, but that was a conversation for tomorrow. For tonight their connection was real, and it was time to make it physical.
He felt her legs move, wrapping around his hips, and he couldn’t hold back a second longer. He thrust up, joining their bodies. Heat flooded him, and he had to take a moment. She felt too tight, too good. He wanted to fuck her hard and flood her with him, but he ignored the instinct. It was so much more important to bring her the same pleasure she was bringing him.