Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 76523 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76523 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Kissing them both again, I smiled. “I’m glad it felt right, and I bet hearing that is making Cashel feel steadier.”
The prompt had Cashel nodding and relaxing back into me. “It does. I just wanted to make sure you…you liked it too? I guess?”
They were both adorable…and clearly needed a third to keep them on the happy relationship path.
“I did.” Gareth shifted, rubbing his leg against Cashel’s in a very deliberate movement that made Cashel blush. “And I liked that Bates was watching us. Is that okay?”
Cashel’s immediate nod had my dick begging to be let out to play and he didn’t appreciate being ignored. “Yes, I liked it too. And if we’re both dating him, that’s probably to be expected.”
“I thought so too, but I wasn’t sure if we should look it up online or not.” Gareth’s expectant tone and knowing look got a huff from Cashel.
“You can look up stuff too.” His tone sounded frustrated but Gareth didn’t seem to be worried as he responded, so I had a feeling this part was routine for them.
“But you’re so much better at it.” Gareth shrugged. “And you’re good at explaining things…like Brady.”
Did that mean he realized this was kinky in some way or was I as confusing as the cheerful little? Neither was offensive, so I just snuggled my cuties and let them work their way through what was happening.
“But this is something that you have to figure out too.” Cashel’s earnest tone had Gareth slightly confused because he started wiggling again. “I don’t want to accidentally talk you into something you don’t want to do.”
Gareth made a soft, thinking sound that had me nearly holding my breath to see what he would say. “Well, if anyone is going to talk me into something weird, it’ll be Bates. You’ll only talk me into stuff you know I want to do but haven’t admitted it yet…like the zipline.”
Adorable.
And not wrong in any way.
“You were very proud of yourself after the ziplining and you loved that rush of adrenaline.” It was actually a good comparison, so I jumped into the conversation. “I think you’re going to like things like the spanking the same way.”
My helpful response had both of them sighing.
“Yep.” Cashel shook his head. “We were too loud.”
“Perish the thought.” Why would I want them to have been quieter?
Gareth let out a quiet chuckle but his fingers started stroking over my chest like he was slightly nervous or thinking through something. “It was scary at first.”
“A lot of new things feel that way. It’s our body’s way of keeping us from doing something too stupid.” And yet people still did ridiculous things that killed them every day. “But nothing we do will be dangerous or will hurt in a bad way.”
I wasn’t sure he could understand the difference yet, so as he lifted his head, clearly ready to question something, I gave his ass a smack. It had his eyes going wide as his gaze darted back and forth between me, Cashel, and his ass as he tried to look over his shoulder.
“That’s not going to work.” Cashel rolled his eyes as he lifted his head and looked over Gareth’s shoulder to study his ass. “It’s still there. Don’t worry.”
The delightfully insane commentary had me fighting the urge to laugh, but I didn’t want to distract them, so I stayed quiet.
“Did it bad hurt?” Cashel seemed to be taking his time studying Gareth’s ass, but they were both too distracted to notice.
“Not really…and I think I get some of it now. That wasn’t something that would hurt me, it just hurt a little.” Gareth thought he made perfect sense and Cashel’s slow nod said he was following along. “It didn’t make me come, though.”
Delightful.
“It takes more than one spank to make Brady come and everything Jude does seems to make him orgasm.” Cashel’s dry response had me pressing my lips together so I didn’t accidentally agree with him.
Brady came if Jude gave him a sexy look, so we weren’t going to use their level of passion as average.
“Good point.” Gareth gave up trying to see his ass and turned back to me. “It didn’t bad hurt, but do you really think that could make me orgasm?”
“Yes.” Not seeing any point in hiding the truth, I gave him a quick peck on the cheek. “I think your curiosity is your body’s way of pushing you to try it, and I think you’re going to love being held by us and feeling our hands running over you as I spank you.”
And the wide eyes were back.
But nothing seemed fear-based, so I kept going.
“I might be telling you how naughty you were, or I might be telling you what a good boy you were and how special you were to get a reward like that.” Cashel’s innocent fact about how Gareth liked doing something well came back to me as the confused cutie in question shivered.