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)
With her toes curling, she dug her fingers into his hair and her hips shot up as a climax ripped through her. Wave after wave, she tumbled, throwing her head back and not bothering to bite back her loud cry.
As she came down from the high of that earth-shattering orgasm, she realised that her body had clamped down around Nolan’s face and most likely sealed off his airways.
Holy shit. That had been intense.
Once her orgasm subsided and she came back to Earth, she lifted her head to see Nolan doing the same. Only, unlike her slack mouth, he wore a shit-eating grin.
He had every right to be cocky. In fact, he deserved a medal.
Cam now sat on his haunches, also looking quite satisfied himself. “What’s next, Mistress?”
Certainly not kissing him since she knew where that mouth had been. “Now we fuck.” She dropped her gaze to Nolan. “Did you enjoy what he did to you?”
That sexy grin remained in place. “I did, Mistress.”
“Do you want him to fuck you?”
“Yes, I do, Mistress.”
“Do you prefer to bottom? Or should I make him take your cock the same way I used the dildo on him?”
Oh, shit! Because of how expertly Nolan ate her pussy, she forgot all about the butt plug! Damn it. Cam got away easy.
But not for long.
“I prefer to bottom but will do whatever our Mistress wants.”
It was such a rush to have two men willing to do whatever pleased her. Especially when what she desired was something they normally wouldn’t do.
When she turned her eyes toward Cam, they briefly dropped to his raging erection. That had to be uncomfortable and, no doubt, he was hoping for his own release soon. “And how about you? If I switch it up and make Nolan fuck you, would you be okay with it?”
Cam’s jaw shifted slightly. “Are you giving me a choice, Mistress?”
She raised both eyebrows at him. “I’m asking you a question. I expect an answer in return, not another question.”
Cam’s mouth dropped open slightly and his eyes turned even darker.
She lifted her hand with the forgotten remote. “You got off easy. Don’t expect it to stay that way.”
Cam dipped his head. “Yes, Mistress.”
She’d never been power hungry. In fact, she had always been a “live and let live” kind of person, but holding control over two former state troopers was heady. Especially since all she needed to do to get them to bend to her every sexual whim was use her words.
Oh yes, she could get used to this. She shouldn’t be surprised that holding that authority within her fingertips turned her on. It always had, but never to this extent.
The fact she’d been suppressing her dominant side during her former relationship should’ve been another red flag. In the future, she needed to stop ignoring those signs. Even in casual relationships like the one with Cam. And now potentially with Nolan as well.
Thankfully, at this point, she hadn’t witnessed anything concerning with either of them. At least not yet. Cam had been flexible and open—even if apprehensive—to everything she’d suggested so far. She had a feeling Nolan would be the same.
Of course, she hadn’t given them any unreasonable demands as of yet. If she did, the truth was, she wouldn’t have a problem with either of them saying no. “I’ll ask again: Would you be against Nolan fucking you?”
Cam’s chest expanded. That alone was Hope’s answer. He would not be comfortable with that scenario but would do it if told.
“Mistress, I’d prefer Nolan not fuck me. I’ll understand if you need to punish me for that.”
Sex was supposed to be fun, pleasurable and satisfying in the end, and that’s what she looked forward to most at the end of the day. For all three of them. So she wouldn’t force Cam to do something he wouldn’t enjoy. “No reason for that. I prefer honesty over a lie.”
Cam’s eyes were filled with relief when they met hers. When he gave her a chin lift, she answered with a single nod.
Respect was as important as communication.
There were times where all of them should be pushed past their comfort zone, like what she did with Cam and the dildo, but tonight was not one of those times.
“Hot Stuff, have you ever had a threesome before?”
“No.”
Shit. That meant this was the first time for all of them. They’d have to wing it. Would adding a third person complicate things beyond the fact it meant extra limbs and holes?
Common sense told her to not concentrate on one man more than the other. She needed to focus on both equally. Unless she found a specific reason to humiliate or “punish” one. Of course, all in good fun.
She could also see the benefit of forcing one to watch while she had sex with the other. But even then, in the end, the one temporarily left out would get their own satisfying conclusion.