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)
He waited desperately for her to give permission. Instead, she continued to rock against him as she rode out wave after wave of her orgasm. But as soon as her intense orgasm waned, she slipped off of him. “Soon.”
After removing his condom, she then told Cam to stand up. As soon as he did, she moved the narrow bench back to the foot of the throne at Nolan’s spread feet.
She turned to where Cam stood, waiting for her next instructions.
She once again pointed to the bench. “Back on your knees.”
Cam didn’t hesitate. Most likely because he already figured out what would be asked of him. He also knew it wouldn’t take much for Nolan to come once the man wrapped his mouth around his cock.
Nolan couldn’t argue that.
As expected, Hope pointed at Nolan next and ordered Cam, “Finish him off.”
Cam happily obliged.
Chapter Twenty-Four
“Knock! Knock!” A dark head peeked around Cam’s office door. It was quickly followed by the rest of the woman. “Hey, Handsome.”
Cam gritted his teeth at someone other than Hope using the nickname she used while dominating him. Having Danica, the youngest Lyons sibling, call him the same felt…wrong. Brain bleach needed to be added to his shopping list.
“Hey, Dani.”
She leaned a slender hip against the door frame. “Have you heard the news?”
Apparently not. “What news?”
“Well, there’s my answer. Dyl Weed, Ford, and Erin have picked a date.”
A date? Wait… “They’re getting married?”
Dani’s face twisted. “Well, not legally, of course. Officially, they’re having a commitment ceremony. You know, so they don’t get arrested for polygamy.” She scrunched up her face.
Smart. But he figured two of the three could legally marry, so…
Yeah. Maybe they were doing it the right and fair way so no one in the trio felt left out. That was something to consider if…
No, his own relationship wasn’t even close to that point yet.
Was it?
No.
“When?”
“Christmas Eve.”
“They want a winter wedding?” Since their relationship was unconventional, it made sense that the ceremony would be as well.
“Commitment ceremony,” she corrected. “They’re going to have a horse-drawn sleigh and everything!”
Sounded magical. As long as snow was covering the ground. But if that was something Erin wanted, he could see Dylan and Ford going the extra mile—and expense—of bringing in snow-making machines. “Good for them.”
“That’s not the only good news I come bearing. Dyl Pickle wanted me to tell you to tell Nolan that a spot in the bunkhouse will be opening up next month. He won’t have to sleep on your couch anymore.”
Cam’s brow dropped low. That wasn’t good news. At least not for him. “Who’s leaving?”
Since being hired earlier this year, not one person had quit. He didn’t know anyone who didn’t like working for the Lyons siblings, which was not typical for most workplaces.
“The head groundskeeper is getting married and they bought a little place in town because his fiancé is four months pregnant.”
“Oh nice. I guess.”
Dani chuckled. “Nolan can move in right after Mike moves out.”
“I’ll let him know.”
Dani tipped her head and stared at Cam. “Will you?”
“Of course.”
“Then, I’ll tell Dylan that Nolan will take it when I see him later.”
What? “No! Don’t tell him yet. Let me talk to Nolan first.”
Dani pressed her lips together and the corners of her eyes crinkled. “Okay.” She tapped the door frame. “I’m out of here. I have a week’s worth of menus to plan.”
As she turned to leave, Cam called out, “Hey, are you catering the wedding?”
She glanced over her shoulder. “Commitment ceremony. And yes.”
“Good. Nobody could do a better job than you.”
Dani snorted. “Well, aren’t you sweet, Handsome?”
She disappeared.
He should really tell her to stop calling him that. While she meant it as a compliment, it was creeping him out. “Hey, Dani?”
A few seconds later, her head popped around the door again. “Yeah?”
Knowing Dani, she was going to want to know the reason for his request, and he really didn’t feel like explaining the dynamics of his relationship with Hope. Or Nolan. “Never mind.”
He would just have to grin and bear that nickname for now. At least until he could figure out a way to bring it up to her without her peppering him with a thousand questions.
Because that woman was a pro at getting the information she wanted, and was slick about it, too.
A tap on his partially closed door had Cam calling out, “Come in!”
Nolan pushed the door open the rest of the way and stepped over the threshold.
“Close the door behind you.”
Nolan’s eyebrows rose in question, but he secured the door then dropped at an angle into one of the two chairs facing Cam’s desk. He hooked one knee over the armrest and shot Cam a hell of a sexy smile that made his heart skip a beat.
He couldn’t believe how far they’d come in only a matter of months. He’d always loved Nolan as a friend—as well as lusted after him for years—but the feeling that had since taken root deep inside him was more than friendship or lust.