Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 78064 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78064 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Heath’s erection ended up being crushed by Dayne’s weight while his poked Heath in the gut. He was tempted to wrap his hand around it but if he did, he was afraid shit would get out of hand long before Cara showed up.
They needed to keep control of both their heads and hands. At least for a few more minutes.
But, damn, it was hard. Of course, so were they.
Fortunately, he had thought ahead and tucked a few condoms and packets of lube between the folded towels, just in case things went far enough in the hot tub to need them. Unfortunately, knowing they were that close, his fingers were itching to reach for them.
With a tilt of his head, Dayne deepened the kiss, their tongues fighting a battle that was playful and not for control. For Heath, that was refreshing since the few men he’d been with in the past few years tended to want to dominate him, to hold all the control and leave him without any.
It was a nice change to have an equal playing field with neither having anything to prove and both only seeking or giving pleasure.
Releasing Dayne’s hips, Heath curled one hand around the nape of Dayne’s neck and used the other to thumb a very taut nipple as mouths and tongues playfully battled.
A loud clearing of a throat made them come up for air. “Am I interrupting?”
Heath reluctantly pulled his head back even farther because he couldn’t get enough of Dayne’s lips. Now that Cara had arrived, things were about to get even more heated than the hot tub water, which was pretty damn hot. “No. Perfect timing.”
Dayne floated away and settled that fuckable ass in a seat. “We were only waiting on you. Get in here.”
She was wearing what looked like a loose dress. Heath suggested, “You can ditch the clothes here or, if that makes you uncomfortable, take one of those towels and go inside to undress. It’s up to you.”
With her bottom lip caught between her teeth, she surveyed the situation for a few seconds before asking, “You’re both naked, aren’t you?”
“Are you saying our cocks are too small for you to see them?” Dayne teased.
She laughed softly. “I can’t see much with the way the water is churning.”
Heath held his breath as she began to pull the dress over her head.
Damn. He’d been wrong. She wasn’t wearing a dress, but a swimsuit cover-up. As much as Heath had been looking forward to seeing her completely naked, that swimsuit…
Was totally unexpected.
Not because she wore one, but because of how damn drool-worthy it was.
Heath whistled softly. “Wow.”
“Goddamn,” Dayne groaned.
The bright-red one-piece with the deep plunging neckline barely kept her cleavage in check and the stretchy fabric certainly did nothing to hide her hard nipples poking through. Round cut-outs on both sides emphasized her trim waist, and the cut at the legs was high enough to expose her curvy hips.
Heath swore it was sexier than a thong bikini. Maybe because it showcased her figure. Or maybe it was simply because Cara wore it.
“Ditch the suit,” Dayne told her. “You won’t need that. Though, I have to say it looks damn good on you.”
She tugged at one of the shoulder straps. “I bought it for this trip. I’m certainly not wearing something like this to swim laps at the Y.”
“Are you comfortable in it?” Heath asked.
She pressed a hand to her stomach. “Not really. It’s not a style I’d normally buy.”
“Well, you should be,” Heath assured her. “It’s perfect for you.”
“But not for us,” Dayne said. “The only suit you need in this hot tub is your birthday suit.”
Cara giggled softly. “Got it.”
Chapter Twelve
Dayne dropped his hand under the water to tug on his balls while Cara took her time peeling off her suit. He’d been looking forward to this moment since making the arrangements to meet tonight.
He felt like a voyeur as she turned away and slipped one strap and then the other off her shoulders.
“Sweetheart, do you want us to avert our eyes until you’re in the water?” Heath asked.
What the hell? Dayne glared across the tub at him. Heath only gave him a shrug back.
Cara glanced over her shoulder and shook her head. “No.” She pulled in a breath. “I…”
“Right. She’s fine. Continue, Cara,” Dayne urged.
She faced the cabin again and pushed the bathing suit down farther, over her hips and down her thighs. The red fabric dropped softly to her feet.
Her ass was close to perfection. What would make it even better was if he sank his teeth in and left his mark behind.
When she turned, she had one arm across her chest, crushing her breasts, and the other hand covered her pussy. Doing so was only putting off the inevitable.
She wouldn’t have come tonight if she didn’t want to be with them. Clearly, she did. She only needed a little more confidence.