Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 91288 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 456(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 304(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91288 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 456(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 304(@300wpm)
“Hold up. You’d be fine if you never orgasmed again?” Skepticism colored Dylan’s tone.
She poked him in the gut. “Is that what you heard?”
Dylan glanced at Ford. “Isn’t that what you heard?”
“I just cleaned my ears last night. I can confirm. That’s what I heard.”
“Stop!” she insisted on a laugh.
As soon as Ford was done wiping her down with the warm cloth, he warned, “Now that anal sex is easier for you, we’re going to fuck you at the same time one day soon.”
“Double penetration will be easier thanks to that pretty plug Dylan bought me months ago.”
Ford didn’t think it would be that much easier, but he agreed it would help.
“Maybe you should wear it on our trail ride later,” Dylan suggested with a gleam in his eyes.
Erin flicked one of his nipples playfully. “Maybe you two should wear yours, too.”
With a laugh, Dylan jerked away and rubbed his nipple. “Why do I have the feeling we’ll be riding each other more than we’ll be riding the horses?”
Ford snorted softly. “Because we know it’s true.”
“We’re pros at turning any normal activity into something naughty,” Erin said.
“We do have that knack,” Dylan agreed. “Now, let’s get more sleep. We have a long day of riding ahead of us.”
That they did. Checkers wouldn’t be the only steed he planned on riding later.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Erin lifted her face toward the ceiling and took in the mouth-watering scent permeating Dylan’s wing of the house. “Smells like breakfast.”
Dylan’s nostrils flared as he also sniffed. “Sure does.”
She pressed a hand to her empty belly. “Do you think Dani would mind us joining her?”
They had an active night. They started in one of the playrooms, where Ford was first tied down. They then moved to the farmhouse where they bound her face-down on Dylan’s bed and “tortured” her by flogging and fucking her until she had multiple orgasms.
It was absolute torture.
She smiled softly at the memory.
On a chuckle, Dylan answered, “She should know by now that’s expected,” drawing her back to the present.
Dylan’s sense of humor and joy of life was coming out more and more every day. Back in high school he was normally reserved, and he seemed to be even worse when he first landed back in Fisher Falls.
Formerly uptight and inflexible, he was now a different person. More easy-going. He smiled a lot more. He laughed out loud and with abandon. He cracked jokes. If he spotted Erin, he’d pull her into a nearby closet for privacy and a quick make-out session. He did the same with Ford.
And she knew that because they told her every time they had intimate contact. She didn’t demand it, they volunteered that information. One time she even made them do a replay of the quick blowjob Dylan gave Ford so she could watch.
Though, even months later, he and Ford were still trying to outdo each other. They managed to turn an intense competition into more of a playful game between them. One they fed off of to keep the triad’s sex life hopping and popping.
She couldn’t imagine the desire to one-up each other would ever change since they were both Doms at heart.
Of course, she always benefitted from their silly competitions, so it didn’t upset her in the least. In fact, the two men were getting along better than ever. They spent more time with each other than previously, too, and not because of work. If Erin had to guess, they were becoming fast friends in addition to being lovers.
Whenever they had sex together, it was such a turn-on for her. It wasn’t only about the physical intimacy, either. It was those moments she’d catch them being emotionally intimate with each other. A brush of fingers. A glimpse. An unspoken message.
Seeing them like that made her heart swell.
When they shared the same touches, looks and messages with her, her heart exploded.
So, yes, she could deal with them occasionally bumping heads as long as their relationship kept developing. Because as long as it did, the bond between the three of them would grow that much stronger.
Her personal opinion was, Dylan loosened up once he agreed to become a switch—albeit reluctantly—instead of strictly being a Dom. While bottoming for Ford, he could lose control without losing who he was at his very core.
After months of being a part of the threesome and learning to share and love each other, he was also allowing more of his kinky desires to surface. A sign he’d been stifling himself.
Maybe in the past he hadn’t felt safe enough with anyone to allow himself that. If it wasn’t for Ford, Erin might still be in the same boat. Her long-time lover helped slip off her blindfold of restrictive societal norms so she could see the warm and welcoming light of day.
“True,” Ford agreed with Dylan. “If it isn’t us crashing the kitchen for her cooking, then it’s Dayne and whoever he corralled for the night.”