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)
If only they had sat down and had an honest conversation.
But he understood.
Cam turned within his lover’s arms so he could face him. “We’ve been doing pretty damn well making up for lost time.”
Nolan grinned. “My ass agrees.”
“It’s a very nice ass.”
“I figured, since you’re always staring at it.”
One side of Cam’s mouth hooked upward. “I do more than stare at it.”
“You know, I thought I caught you staring at it in the locker room a few times, but back then, I chalked it up to wishful thinking.”
“Well, you didn’t imagine it. I couldn’t help myself. I kept hoping it would be mine one day. And now it is.”
They were in the midst of getting dressed for dinner with Hope at The Mane Lodge. Afterward, they planned to spend a couple of hours playing up in Heaven.
Over the last few weeks, they had worked on preparing Hope for double penetration. She was determined to take both Nolan and Cam at the same time.
Far be it from Cam or Nolan to discourage it, despite both of them assuring her it wasn’t necessary. They were perfectly fine with everything she had done so far.
The sex had been great. The intimacy great. The company great.
They had fallen into an easy companionship.
Sometimes Cam took the lead, but mostly it was Hope. Nolan didn’t care either way. He was happy doing the fucking or getting fucked.
He had quickly settled into his position as assistant head of security. Of course, compared to being a state trooper, the work was so much more stress free. His presence had definitely freed up some time for Cam.
They took turns being on-call. Though, rarely was there an incident worthy enough for one of the guards to contact either of them during those late hours.
A guest would have to become belligerent, be trashed out of their mind or harassing employees or other guests. Cam or Nolan were the only two, outside of the execs, who had the power to make the final decision on whether a guest was eighty-sixed from the property. And if they were, they did not get a refund.
In all the months that Cam had worked at Double D, only one guest had made a total ass of himself. The man was quickly escorted off the property and blacklisted from ever returning.
The guy had become overly jealous and possessive over another guest he had hooked up with the night before. He didn’t want her hooking up with anyone else.
That behavior was not tolerated at the Double D Ranch.
For the most part, the resort’s guests were happy. The food was great, the property and views stunning, the activities endless and, of course, not too many people were disgruntled after having loads of dirty, kinky fun.
Quite the opposite, actually.
Which was why Cam didn’t worry when Hope practiced her naked yoga somewhere on the property. He had zero concerns about her being assaulted, or even insulted. She had the complete freedom to be her confident self.
A few weeks ago, he caught two of his guards watching her do her routine on one of the live cameras. They hadn’t been focused on her nudity, they were more impressed with how she could fold herself in half with ease. Or do a perfect headstand. Or contort herself into what she explained was the Scorpion pose.
And those were only a few of the advanced poses she could do.
Nudity and sex out in the open was so normal at the Double D, his team no longer blinked an eye when seeing it.
Cam agreed with his team members. Her flexibility was impressive. He was still struggling not to fall over when trying to balance on one foot in the deceptively simple Tree pose.
“When will Hope be here?”
Nolan’s question pulled him from his wandering thoughts. “Soon.”
“Then I should let you finish getting dressed.”
“We have time.”
Nolan cocked an eyebrow. “For?”
“This.” Cam grabbed both sides of his face and crashed their lips together. He couldn’t get enough of making out with Nolan. His lips were soft, but firm, and he was a hell of a kisser.
As their tongues tangled and their breathing meshed, Nolan grabbed Cam’s hips and yanked him closer to grind their cocks together.
Cam was tempted to have a quickie. Just yank down Nolan’s jeans and bend him over. Knowing Hope, if she showed up in the middle of it, she would simply lean against the door jamb and watch until they were finished, then probably make them repeat the scenario again whenever they got up to Heaven.
As hungry as Cam was—not just for Nolan’s mouth, but for actual food—he was impatient for dinner to be over so they could go play.
When he checked Heaven’s schedule and found the sensory playroom was free, he was able to book Room Five for two whole hours.
This would be the first time Cam got a chance to use it.