Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 78043 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78043 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
His brain was not a video game brain, so I was impressed by how sweet he was trying to be.
“No. I was imagining you being with us too but thank you for being polite.” Ignoring how weird we all were, I leaned my head into his as I couldn’t help smiling. “You have very good communication.”
“Aw thanks. I’m going to make sure my mom knows you don’t think I’m greedy.” His ridiculously cheerful response had Tate’s smile getting bigger. “I’m greedy, but she needs to know that I share sometimes too.”
Sometimes, huh?
“You do.” And honestly, being the center of our relationship all the time might kill me, so I appreciated our system. “And every group like ours needs one partner who needs lots of attention, so I’m glad you’re it and not me.”
Snickering against my neck, Joel nibbled on me and wiggled against my ass. “I’m definitely the attention partner, and you’re the snuggly caretaker partner, and Tate is the naughty one.”
The naughty one in question snorted. “Keep telling yourself that.”
Yep, Joel was definitely the naughty one who was leading us all into interesting temptation, but since it’d come with a relationship, I didn’t think we had anything to worry about.
For once.
They gave me a lot of other things to worry about, though, so I’d never lose my place as the worrier caretaker.
“Are you ready for Tate to naughty you?” Joel’s happy tone made me want to roll my eyes, but he was doing amazing things to my neck with his teeth and all I could do was moan. “I think that’s a yes.”
It was…so I was glad he was smart enough to realize that without me having to ask for it.
I’d been thinking about it for days, and I was pretty sure I’d been hard for years, not just hours. Joel had made some kind of offhand comment about wishing I hadn’t taken his hairbrush out of the bathroom and that’d just set my imagination going again.
He was such a brat.
I wasn’t going to point any of that out, though. He didn’t need any more encouragement to be ridiculous, but later I was going to tell him how much I appreciated him moving the scene along since doing it on my own hadn’t worked.
“I think he’s ready, Master.” Joel’s hand moved back down to my erection and he gave it a squeeze as Tate just leaned back and watched. He seemed to be thoroughly enjoying the view based on how he was looking at us, and it just encouraged Joel to be even naughtier.
Joel started running his hand over the front of my pants, rubbing my dick through my clothes as he nibbled and kissed my neck. “He’s hard and he keeps pushing his ass back against my penis, and he almost vibrates with excitement every time we talk about fucking him.”
Tate’s eyes were sparkling with barely suppressed laughter but he managed to keep his sexy, stern face. “That’s very good information to know. He’s a bit quiet about what he wants, so I’m glad you’re able to help him articulate what he needs.”
It seemed like we’d found another usefulness for Joel’s pushy nature.
Getting me fucked.
“He just needs help explaining that he wants something big and firm in his bottom.” Punctuating that with a kiss to my cheek, Joel almost made me forget to groan in embarrassment. Almost. “I can’t wait for him to see how good you feel. You’re both so much nicer than toys, and since Dean can’t fuck himself, you’re a great option.”
His mind was a fascinating place.
I wasn’t the only one who thought so either.
Tate’s head cocked. “Did you try to fuck yourself? That wouldn’t have changed the virginity thing.”
Sighing long and loud, Joel huffed. “My cutie is not shaped right for that activity and it’s just not flexible enough when I’m hard.”
How he hadn’t done crazy amounts of damage to himself doing stupid shit, I’d never know.
“You understand not to try that anymore, right?” Before Joel could answer Tate’s question, Tate kept going. “You have our dicks now, so you don’t need to try your own.”
“I know.” Nothing in his cheerful voice said he realized how odd the conversation was. “Thank you for taking my virginity.”
I got another cheek kiss before Joel blew a kiss to Tate. “You both took very good care of me.”
We knew that because we’d heard him tell his mother all about it…and she was proud of us both for it…but it made us smile anyway.
“I’m glad.” Tate wrapped his arms around us and gave Joel another kiss.
Listening to their sounds and feeling them move against me was still just as hot as it was before, but Tate took it up a notch when one hand started caressing over my chest. Joel must’ve thought two hands would be twice the fun because as he moaned into Tate’s mouth, his hand joined Tate’s at my erection.