Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 91288 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 456(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 304(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91288 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 456(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 304(@300wpm)
He didn’t want to lose Erin but also didn’t want to give up men. He had been completely honest about that with her right from the beginning, except he never shared that the “others” in his life were men. That was why they had stayed on the path they’d been traveling… at least until Dylan stepped into that path.
Would just any woman accept Ford’s desire for men? No, but Erin wasn’t just any woman. She was special. Proof was her being sandwiched between two men in the bedroom. She was open-minded and open-hearted.
Warmth pooled in his gut.
That right there was why he loved her. Something he never told her because they didn’t have that kind of relationship. But now they might if these puzzle pieces fell into place.
Whether they would or not would be revealed when Ford went back in that room and if Dylan let him take control.
Again, if the man backed out, that puzzle would end up only consisting of a single piece and it wouldn’t be him or Erin.
Ford hoped to avoid that disappointment.
Chapter Twenty-Three
When Ford reentered the bedroom, two sets of eyes turned his way. “If either of you need to go, I’d suggest going now.”
“Me first!” Erin shouted with a giggle, then quickly rolled off the bed and disappeared into the bathroom.
Approaching the bed, Ford studied Dylan. He was looking a bit tense. “How’s the plug feeling?”
Dylan sat up. “Fine.”
Ford raked his gaze over his defined chest and arms. “When you go in the bathroom, take it out.” He held out the large towel he found in the bathroom’s linen closet. “You’re going to need this.”
Dylan’s hazel eyes fell to it. “Maybe.”
Ford tipped his head to the side and assured him, “Promise you will. Place it in the center of the bed.” When his boss didn’t move quickly enough, he followed with, “Get that done now,” in a tone that didn’t invite any argument.
That got Dylan moving faster. As he got out of bed and put the towel in place, it was hard to miss the state of his cock. Despite his obvious nervousness, he was already semi-hard.
Ford could take that as a good sign, but didn’t want to be too optimistic. Yet, anyway. He wouldn’t be until he was buried deep inside the other man.
However, he was willing to make things easier on him. Unlike when Dylan fucked him. “Do you have a vibrating plug?”
One dark blond eyebrow popped up. “Yes.”
“Get it. Erin will fuck you with it while you suck me. I want you so worked up you’ll be begging for my cock.” The resulting look Dylan delivered made Ford add, “I accept that unspoken challenge.”
As Dylan went over to the cabinet holding his extensive toy collection, the bathroom door opened behind Ford.
A second later, Erin was at his side, bouncing on her toes. “What are we doing?”
Her excitement was palpable, and he struggled to hide his own. “I’m doing him.”
“I figured that. What’s he digging for?”
“Do you think I can’t hear you?” Dylan grumbled with a shake of his head and still facing the cabinet.
She pressed a hand over her mouth to smother a giggle. “What are you searching for?”
“A vibrating plug,” Ford answered before Dylan could.
“Ooooh,” she breathed. “But—”
He cut her off before she asked too many questions. “You’ll see.” Once Dylan turned and handed it to Erin, Ford ordered, “Go do what you need to do.”
After an exchange of glances, Dylan obeyed and headed to the bathroom. He’d prefer that Dylan say, “Thank you, Sir,” but it was better not to push his luck tonight. He grabbed the tub of Boy Butter and handed it to Erin. “Lube that up good.”
“For you?”
He shook his head. “No, for you to use on him.”
“But—”
“Darlin’, “ he warned with a growl.
Her smile was blinding, and she gave him a sharp salute. “Yes, Sir!”
He hooked her around the waist, yanked her into him and planted a fat kiss on her lips. “You’re the best,” he whispered against her mouth.
“I can’t wait to watch the two of you,” she whispered back, reaching up and cupping his cheek. Her eyes were heated and she practically vibrated with eagerness.
It was infectious. “I hope he doesn’t chicken out.”
“He won’t.”
Ford nodded and, with his eyes on the bathroom door, reluctantly released her. “He’s taking longer than expected in there.”
“He could be giving himself a pep talk. Or struggling to take out the plug. Should I go in and help him?”
“No. Let him take whatever time he needs.”
With her bottom lip pulled between her teeth, she nodded.
While they waited, Erin generously lubed the anal vibrator and Ford positioned himself at the top of the mattress. With his thighs spread, he sat on his heels and adjusted the towel so it properly protected the bed.
Ford held his breath when the bathroom door opened. Would Dylan be willing or would he back out?