Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 75143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
And we were back to goldfish imitations…hmm, scrambling his brains was kind of sexy.
But I wasn’t going to let that distract me and goldfish lips weren’t a safeword, so I just pushed his pants down and kept going. “Two is going to be, I just wait outside the shower and supervise while we talk shit out.”
He hated that idea.
His head automatically started to shake and he frowned. I was having a hard time keeping my laughter in check, but I did my best. “Three is that I get to pick because the decision is too hard.”
Oh, he wanted to pick three…I could see it in his eyes.
Not having any responsibility in the choice would’ve made him incredibly happy, but he kept coming back to the talking option. He was smart to worry because making him talk would be my goal either way, but his brain was a bit too linear at the moment to have figured that out.
“One.” Swallowing, his eyes got wide again when he realized what he’d said. “As…as long as you don’t mind? I mean, you have limits too?”
I couldn’t decide if it was all genuine worry for possibly overstepping or just a fun new way of trying to get around having to make a decision, but I shook my head. “No, I don’t mind.”
I really didn’t mind touching him, but I wanted to make sure we didn’t have that worry for every scene. “The assumption going forward is that if I give you options then I don’t mind either one. I will not give you the option to do something that will make me upset in any way without making sure you know that first.”
I was an asshole, but not that big of an asshole.
Licking his lips, Dean seemed stuck in his own head as I pulled down his boxer briefs. “You…you know that Joel isn’t going to have the same limits…I mean, they’re going to be…he’s…”
Yeah, I wasn’t sure what the polite way to describe Joel would be either.
“How about we say that his limits are going to be interesting?” And nothing like Dean’s for a while at least. “But he’s going to be fine with you needing different ones.”
That was one thing I was sure of as I steered Dean into the shower.
He was still overthinking the situation so much he hadn’t realized he was naked yet. “I don’t want to hold him back, though. I can be flexible and…and he’s…he’s very excited.”
Oh yeah.
Quickly stripping off my clothes finally had Dean tuning back into the real world and he hid under the water as I climbed in behind him.
“Because he knows he can be himself with us and he’s confident that he knows us. Other people are more confusing to him, and I honestly don’t think he understands that he sees relationships differently than most other people.” If his only reference for dating were his parents, that would explain a lot. “We just have to make sure he understands our limits and we talk shit through.”
It wasn’t going to be rocket science…just blow jobs and orgasms.
Dean would figure that out once he stopped worrying, but for the time being he needed to breathe. He was going to drown before he came out from under the spray, so I put my hands on his shoulders and turned him around so his back was to the water. “You just need to remember that he’d rather have us all happy than get something specific done to him sexually.”
Barely holding back a moan as our erections brushed up against each other, Dean swallowed hard before working to get his words out. “He…he was really happy when you guys were…when you were exploring each other last night.”
Exploring each other?
Well, he wasn’t wrong, so I nodded. “That’s what I meant. It made him really happy and it was within my limits.”
Grabbing the shampoo, the same one we all shared since the fucking shower was too small for a thousand bottles, I poured out a generous amount and started washing his hair. The distraction worked better than I thought because his eyes immediately closed and he moaned again.
Sexy as fuck.
“Now, technically I know what we did was within the limits you put on your list and I know you didn’t safeword, but was there anything that happened that we need to reevaluate your limits on?” His face tightened a few times as he tried to worry, but the head massage was making it too difficult.
“I…” He moaned again as I found a new hotspot for him. “I liked seeing you guys together and it was easier than I expected in some ways because Joel was so excited.”
And making Joel happy was somehow hardwired into Dean’s personality…that was probably why he’d always picked up his shit even before Joel had actually managed to talk about how frustrated it made him.