Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 76693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
After he had talked to her, Cam had called to share that she was willing to give a threesome a try and Nolan couldn’t wait. In fact, it had made him pack even faster.
Despite never having had a threesome, being bi, Nolan saw it as being potentially the best of both worlds. As long as everything went well. If not, hopefully there’d be no hard feelings.
Especially between him and Cam.
If hooking up with him made Nolan worry about their friendship, adding a third person ramped up that anxiety even more.
All three of them were supposed to get together that night for the first time. In the five weeks he’d been gone, Cam had kept him updated on what he and Hope had been doing together, sometimes even describing it in explicit detail. Enough to make Nolan as hard as a rock. Enough to make Nolan masturbate as soon as he got off the phone with Cam.
During a couple of those conversations, they had both jerked off at the same time while still on the phone.
It had been super hot. And unbelievably satisfying.
But now he was here with Cam in the flesh. Sharing his bed. Sharing his shower. And starting on Monday, they’d be working together. Like old times but better. No uncomfortable uniforms. No reason to carry lethal weapons. No more answering to asshole leadership.
Nolan’s immediate supervisor would be Cam himself. And yesterday, he met with the Lyons siblings: the twins, Dayne and Dylan, along with their younger sister, Danica.
All three had been very welcoming and easy-going. Except for when they busted on each other like typical siblings. For a moment, it made him regret that he had been an only child.
“I have to return the box truck and car dolly today.” That was going to be another long drive all the way to State College. Luckily, nowhere near as long as the drive from Media.
“Do you want me to come with you?”
Nolan shook his head. “No, I can take care of it since you need to work.”
“I don’t think the bosses will mind if I take a few hours off. Plus, it’s a good excuse to visit Laurel at school. And I’m sure she’d be happy to see her ‘Uncle Nolan.’”
“Does Laurel know you’re bi?”
“No, I saw no reason to tell her. I told Molly back when we split.”
“But now?”
“I’m not ready to tell her yet.”
“You don’t think she’d understand?”
“Maybe. Maybe not. But things are new with us. And she loves you.”
What did that mean? Was Cam worried his daughter would be devastated if things didn’t work out between them?
Nolan would be. But that was a risk with any new relationship, whether serious or casual.
Or was he more worried that Laurel wouldn’t be accepting when it came to her father being bisexual? Or even in a relationship with another man?
Could he blame Cam when it came to being cautious? Nolan kept his bisexuality under wraps, too. Even from his family.
Cam was right. This was brand spanking new.
They needed to give this a chance before announcing it to their families.
As well as the world.
“I’m the director tonight, boys.”
Nolan had no idea whether to be excited or scared at Hope’s announcement not even thirty seconds after walking into Cam’s cabin.
When she eyed Nolan up and down, his asshole puckered a little.
Hope hooked a thumb toward Cam. “I call him Handsome. Now I need a pet name for you. Hmm.” She pursed her lips. “Hunk? How about Hot Stuff?”
Okay, good. She wasn’t about to suspend him from the ceiling and paddle his ass until he couldn’t sit down. Cam had complained about a bruised and sore ass a couple of weeks prior.
Though, Nolan had wished he’d been here to watch that action.
“I’m fine with either,” Nolan answered.
“Mistress.”
Shit.
Cam had said she wasn’t an official “Domme,” only that she liked to dominate. But demanding Nolan call her that honorific proved otherwise. “I’m fine with either, Mistress.”
She stepped up to Nolan, grabbed his crotch through his jeans and squeezed gently. “I’m leaning toward Hot Stuff.” After releasing him, she turned toward Cam next. “Handsome, grab us a large towel for the bed and a couple of small hand towels for quick cleanup. I don’t want anyone lying in the wet spot tonight and I guarantee there will be one.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
When Cam quickly left the bedroom to do her bidding, Nolan noticed his friend—and now lover—had an erection. He was about to be in the same boat.
“We’re about to fuck and we haven’t even kissed yet,” Hope murmured. “I think we should remedy that, Hot Stuff, don’t you?” She cupped her hands on either side of his face, stepping even closer. “I’ve been wanting to taste your lips.”
He could say the same, whether they were the lips on her face or the ones between her legs. He loved eating pussy as much as he loved giving head. He was an equal opportunity oral—