Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 78064 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78064 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
The business kept expanding, and along with that growth, their finances were quickly headed into the black after too many months of being deep in the red.
As a Certified Management Accountant—and now the resort’s CFO—that made his number-crunching heart happy. Soon he might even be able to recoup the funds he had invested. On top of the equity from the house he sold in North Carolina, he also drained his savings and cashed out some of his long-term investments.
He had taken a leap of faith in his brother’s idea and it seemed to be finally paying off.
As he approached the group, he noticed it wasn’t only the six people involved—who might as well be playing naked Twister with how everyone was contorted—but a small crowd surrounded them. Some stood, some sat on the ground like they were enjoying a lawn concert, and another couple had pulled their canoe up onto the lake’s shore close by.
None of the half-dozen people paid any attention to the observers since voyeurism at the resort was common, as well as expected, if sex was happening out in the open. If privacy was needed or required, plenty of places existed on the ranch to do it behind closed doors or blinds.
No, this group was obviously getting off on others watching them. Dayne agreed it could be a heady experience.
Dylan preferred that Dayne keep most of his sex life out of the public eye since he was a co-owner. Did he always stick to that? Of course not. His twin was not his keeper.
But again, it wasn’t the guests getting it on out in the open that made him do a double-take, it was the fact that Cara, the woman who literally ran into him last night, was also standing nearby watching.
With her attention glued to the action, she didn’t notice when Dayne stepped behind her. But now his attention was on her instead of the group on the blanket. He observed her reactions as she watched the group busy filling every orifice they had access to.
This morning, her long, blonde hair was pulled back into a simple ponytail—he loved that hairstyle since those and pigtails made great handles—and she was dressed more casually than last night.
She wore hip-hugging jeans, a cream-colored, off-the-shoulder, short-sleeved knit top with a black ribbed tank underneath it. She had worn heels last night, but today her feet were covered in some sort of soled slip-on shoes. More practical for the ranch’s terrain.
Her dressy-casual outfit last night was on the classier side instead of over-the-top like most of the other partygoers. Today, the simpleness in what she wore was still sexy as hell.
Maybe it was simply her and she would look enticing no matter what she wore.
Or even wearing nothing at all.
“Good morning,” he murmured. “Good to see you’re still here.”
She startled and, with a sharp intake of breath, turned to face him with her cheeks blazing.
He grinned at her expression of being caught red-handed. “Enjoying the show?”
After a quick backward glance at the active group, she returned her attention to him. “I feel guilty watching.”
“Don’t be. If they didn’t want anyone to watch, they had other options.”
Her brow wrinkled. “Is this normal?”
“Here? Yes. It happens often. Especially upstairs in Heaven.” When all the rooms were in use, it was sometimes difficult to even get through the hallway with so many people standing in front of the windows watching what was going on behind them. The playrooms, along with the themed events, were very popular among the guests.
“I read about the playrooms last night. Whoever wrote the info in your guest binders should be commended. While it was very thorough, it was late last night when I read through it and I was tired. I want to make sure I read it right…they’re all themed?”
“They are. If watching others gets you off, then I’d suggest spending time up there. Most people who book the rooms don’t bother to close the blinds. If you like being watched, you could also reserve a room and put on your own show. I bet it would be a hit.”
Her cheeks darkened even more.
Of course, Dayne would be up there watching if he wasn’t invited to join her. But if she was blushing at simply watching an almost everyday occurrence here at the resort, he doubted she’d be down for giving strangers a show.
“I…this is the first time I’ve watched others…” She twisted slightly and flipped a hand toward the six people.
“Fuck?” he supplied.
She nodded.
“Are you enjoying yourself?”
She pressed a hand to her flushed cheek. “I…”
“You don’t need to be embarrassed if you are. We don’t judge here. And anyway, more people like to watch than you’d think. I’m sure you’ve heard of porn. It’s a very lucrative industry.”
He expected her to at least laugh at his dry humor but she was still too caught up in her own head.