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)
And twice did not a relationship make.
“Does this mean he wants to hook up with me without you?” She really didn’t even know the guy outside of the fact they were attracted to each other. Not that she knew Cam well the first night she went to his cabin, either.
“No, he wants the three of us to hook up together.”
She hadn’t been expecting that revelation. She closed her gaping mouth. “Oh. Is that something you also want?”
“I’m interested if you are.”
Hope pursed her lips at this new twist. “A threesome, huh?”
“Have you ever had one?”
“No,” she answered. “Have you?”
“No.”
“Has he?”
Cam grimaced. “Shit. I didn’t ask. But if I had to guess? Probably not.”
“Then, this would be new territory for all of us.”
“Only if you’re into it. Are you?”
It was cute the way he asked that. Almost like a wide-eyed kid in a candy store asking for one of those giant lollipops. “I never gave it any thought before. I’m not saying I’m against it, but…” She shook her head when the reality hit her. “Who in their right mind would pass on having sex with both of you?”
“Someone uncomfortable with the idea?” Cam countered with a chuckle.
She smiled. “True. I’m definitely not against it, but I’m assuming threesomes can either be really great or go really wrong.” Two personalities could be difficult enough, but adding a third?
“While that might be true, look at the Lyons twins. Both are in rock solid triads. As long as everyone is on the same page, it should work.”
That was over-simplifying it. “I’m sure they have problems like every other relationship.”
“As long as the threesome keeps communication open…”
“Though, this wouldn’t be a relationship like theirs,” she reminded both herself and Cam.
“True. It would be for fun.”
“And loads of orgasms.”
That heart-stopping grin was back. “Of course.”
“If it doesn’t work out, there’d be no hard feelings, right?” A threesome could end up being a total disaster and she worried if it was, things would end with Cam too soon.
“Of course. If one of us ends up being uncomfortable or feeling left out and doesn’t want to continue, then…” Cam shrugged. “Hopefully that doesn’t happen.”
“Does this mean you don’t want to meet up later? Do you want to wait until Nolan returns?” She didn’t want to wait, but she would.
“No. He made it clear he wouldn’t mind us getting together without him in the meantime. It might be a month before he returns.”
Hope trailed Cam as he rolled the cart full of yoga equipment to the storage closet.
He pushed it inside, closed the door and turned to face her. “So, if it wasn’t clear: Yes, I’d love to meet up later. In the meantime, do you want to join me for breakfast? We can discuss this in more detail and maybe make plans for tonight?”
She wasn’t turning down that offer. “How can I say no to great food and even better company?”
Cam jutted out his hand and she clasped it. “Then, let’s go eat.”
In the last month, every time Cam reserved a playroom for them up in Heaven, he requested the blinds be closed. Earlier, he had booked Room Four, the bondage/restraint room, for tonight. The week prior, they had played in the medical-themed room where they switched things up. They reversed the dominant roles when Cam ended up being the doctor and her the patient.
It had been fun and stimulating, as well as orgasmic.
Cam was a great sex partner. No doubt, tonight would be the same. Especially since Hope was back in charge.
She wanted to use some toys on him that might give her an idea of how far she could push him before he said his safe word. The first thing she did after ordering Cam to undress was buckle a wide leather collar around his thick, corded neck and inform him, “You’re my pet tonight.”
Simply announcing that sent shivers of excitement through her.
She wanted to make him wear a cock cage, but he was hard the moment they walked into the playroom, locked the door, and pulled the blinds. She would have to save that treat for another time.
Like the first night they hooked up, Hope blindfolded him. But unlike the first time, she remembered to add the nipple clamps. Of course, once his nipples were being pinched without mercy, she tugged a few times on the chain connecting the two rubber-tipped metal clamps.
Just to make sure they were secure, and to remind him who was in charge.
While this playroom wasn’t specifically set up for impact play, it still had plenty of toys available to leave a mark or two. And, lucky her, Cam said she could do whatever she wanted to him.
She liked the sound of that so much she almost rubbed her hands together with glee.
She warred with herself whether to use a ball gag since she wanted him to easily be able to use his safe word, but seeing his strong, chiseled jaw locked open was too good to pass up, so she devised a way for him to notify her if anything got to be too much. He was to use a thumbs up for “go,” give a thumbs down for “slow down or ease up,” and hold up all five fingers for “stop.”