Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 36804 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 184(@200wpm)___ 147(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36804 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 184(@200wpm)___ 147(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)
At once, Ryland and Carson groaned out, as Sascha moaned around my dick. The sensation of her cries pulled a second orgasm from me as Ryland and Carson each pumped their way through orgasms of their own. We sat there for a minute, breathing through it as I pulled my cock from Sascha’s mouth.
After a few moments had passed, she started to laugh. “If that’s how I’m going to be punished, don’t expect my work to improve.”
We started to laugh with her. In truth, we didn’t really think it through, but in that moment, none of us cared. Sascha kissed Ryland and there was something about the way that she stared into his eyes, and the way that he stared back. Carson was just gently caressing her skin and I was running my hands through her hair.
It was at that moment that it struck me, that we were in deeper than we realized. Sascha had us eating out of the palm of her hand, but she smiled at us and it seemed that she was eating out of ours as well.
Sascha
I could only assume I looked like one of those cartoon characters that bounced everywhere they walked. Things were going so well with Ryland, Ian and Carson that a smile had become a permanent fixture to my face. They were so attentive, so loving, and whether we were having sex or not, it almost seemed unfair that I should have three such amazing men flitting around after me when I was just me.
And what I really had to come to terms with, was that I more than simply liked them. I hated being away from them. Ian calling after me in Russian while I was trying to complete tasks for him, getting lost in a heated debate with Ryland about some topic of intellect, or ping-ponging snide remarks with Carson, both getting increasingly angrier until we both just started laughing; I was hooked to these men in a dangerous way.
“Sascha!” My friend Erin’s voice snapped me back to reality. We were out to coffee and I kept thinking about my men and would start daydreaming. “Jeez, tell me whoever it is that has you like this immediately.”
I giggled a little. “I took a page out of your book,” I said.
She gasped. “Two? Isn’t it amazing?”
I took a coy sip of my coffee. “There are two of them, yes. Plus one more.”
Her jaw dropped. “Three?” she said. “You always did like to one-up me.”
I laughed. “It was never my intention, but, they’re just so…” My mind started to trail off again and Erin snapped her fingers in my face. “Sorry.”
“So tell me about them,” Erin said, drinking her own coffee.
“Well, there’s Ian, and he’s half-Russian. He speaks the language fluently, and he’ll sometimes drop into it, especially when we’re... You know. It’s so sexy. He’s got longish blond hair, and blue eyes. He looks like a god or something,” I explained.
“Amazing,” Erin said.
“And then there’s Ryland. A British guy,” I started.
Erin giggled. “Oh, you’re being international, I like it.”
“Shh,” I said. “Anyway, he’s very studious and sophisticated, both in and out of the bedroom. The most mature guy I’ve ever been with by far.”
“Isn’t it wonderful?” Erin said. “Mature men are so underrated.”
“And then there’s Carson. He’s this rugged type of guy, but a real stickler for the rules. He’s the kind of guy you think you know, until you actually get to know him and then realize he’s totally different,” I said. Carson’s genuine smile came to my mind, or the way he laughed at the mixology class. He really was a wonderful guy. “You’d probably like him the best.”
“It sounds like it,” Erin said. Her smile went from amused to warm. “You seem happy.”
“I really am,” I said. “Being with them makes me feel so alive”
“That’s the best feeling, trust me, I know.” She took another drink from her coffee cup, emptying it out. “Not to change the subject, but have you heard from Jada?”
My heart thudded a little bit. Jada was a good friend of Erin and I’s from college. She moved to Montana back in August, rather suddenly, and I didn’t get to see her before she left. I had been meaning to call her, but with everything with the guys, I hadn’t had time.
“I haven’t heard much from her,” I said. “We’ve both been pretty busy, but she did send me pictures when she first got there. The ranch is beautiful.”
Erin raised an eyebrow. “Apparently that’s not all that’s beautiful.”
My eyes widened a bit. “Men?”
“She just told me this morning,” Erin said. “I guess there are four of them that she works with regularly and they’re all gorgeous.”
“Can you imagine if all three of us ended up in polyamorous relationships?” I said. “I’ll have to call her when I get a chance so I can hear about it,” I said.