Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 71303 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 357(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71303 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 357(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
He sets me on my feet in the middle of his bedroom floor and immediately peels my shirt up and off. Wyatt joins us, reaching around from behind to unzip my shorts and slide them down over my hips.
As Cam pulls my bra cups down and sucks on my nipples, Wyatt slips my panties off and cups my mound, stroking a finger over my slit.
“You’re so wet already, Stella.”
“When I know I’m coming here, I’m pretty sure I start getting wet for you as soon as I leave my house.”
Wyatt slides a finger inside me and groans, sounding as dazed as I’ve been feeling. “Fuck, so wet.”
When he pulls his hand away, I look back to find him quickly unzipping his jeans. Without even bothering to take them off, he hurriedly unrolls a condom onto his hard cock, grabs my hips, presses my upper body forward toward Cam, then plunges inside my pussy, making me gasp.
Him needing me with kind of urgency is so fucking hot.
And I was more than ready for him.
“Feel okay?” he asks, his voice ragged.
“Incredible.” My own voice has gone breathy.
As Wyatt fucks me like he’s desperate for me, Cam continues to suck on my nipples while he plays with my clit, and I’m pinned between them, my favorite place to be.
Cam gets me off with his hand and mouth, and just as I’m crying out, starting to come, Wyatt’s cock seizes inside me, swelling, then pumping out his release, with long, deep pulses.
Our bodies move together like one, and it’s as amazingly good as it always is.
Not moments after Wyatt pulls out, Cam scoops me up by my bottom, and I wrap my legs around him as he impales me on his hard, sheathed cock.
These men—my men—are always prepared.
“Oh, fuck, I like this position,” he says, letting his eyes dip to where my breasts are pressing into his chest as he strokes his cock in and out of me.
“Me too.” I wrap my hands around the back of his neck and watch his gorgeous face as he slowly but steadily loses himself inside me.
When I see that he’s getting close, I clench all my inner muscles, and Cam’s eyes flash, before they squeeze shut and he starts to throb inside me.
He comes hard, the two of us wrapped in each other’s arms, and all I can think is what a lucky woman I am.
CHAPTER 64
STELLA
It takes a while to transition, but I’m fully back in mom mode by the time I pick up Jessie at school.
“How’s your wrist been feeling today?” I ask when we’re nearly home.
“It’s fine, Mommy. It’s been fine all week.” She doesn’t bother to hide her impatience with my questions about her injury. Even though it’s been healing for ten days, I worry that she might reinjure it on the playground.
“Well, that’s good. Only three more days, and you can be done with the brace.”
“Thank goodness!” She sounds like she’s been wearing it for ten months, rather than ten days.
At home, we go through the regular routine of a treat for Goldfish, a snack for Jessie, and some playtime outside, though what Jessie can do has been limited while she heals.
We also had a talk last week about safety on the playset, after I found out she was doing something risky to try to impress Cam and Wyatt that evening that she fell.
When she comes inside, she skips through the living room.
“Are you excited to go out to dinner with Cam and Wyatt?” I ask her.
“Yes, I am!”
“They told me they’re taking us to a restaurant where we’ll eat outside, and there are games like bean bag toss, that we can play before and after we eat.”
“I can’t wait,” she cries.
“Before we go, I wanted to talk to you about the neighbors, about Cam and Wyatt.”
Jessie scoots to a stop and plops her bottom down on the carpet. Goldfish is immediately at her side. “What do you want to talk about, Mommy?”
I sit down on the floor with her. “Well … I really like them, and I’m going to be going out on dates with them.”
“Okay.”
“But I want you to know that you’ll always be my first priority. Seeing them won’t take away from how much I love you.”
Jessie nods as she pets Goldfish. “Are they your boyfriends, Mommy?”
I bite my lip. “I guess you could call them that.”
She nods. “I knew that already.”
“You did? Did they tell you?” I can’t imagine that Cam or Wyatt would have decided to tell her before I did, but maybe it slipped out somehow.
Jessie shakes her head. “No, I just knew. I told Goldfish a few days ago, and he said he already knew, too.”
ONE YEAR LATER
Jessie
Mom’s in the kitchen. I always know where she is, because she’s always humming or singing.
She smiles a lot too, and when Cam and Wyatt are around, she laughs a lot. We both do.