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)
Or ask?
There was something else I needed to say other than voting for the magic game or the card game, but Dean beat me to it.
He let out a breath and stepped closer to Joel, ignoring everything around us as he wrapped Joel up in his arms. “You can trust me with puzzles or game pieces and I promise to deal with game play in an appropriate manner. But you’ve got to work on explaining things better if it’s obvious I don’t understand what’s going on.”
Pouting, Joel sighed. “I could’ve done better. I just thought it was obvious.”
“It wasn’t, but I’ll do my best to ask better questions next time.” Huffing, Dean gave him a glare. “Ones that you can’t talk around.”
Yeah, he’d done that too.
Joel was really good at avoiding things he wasn’t sure how to explain.
“I’m sorry.” And since getting out of trouble involved looking cute, he kissed Dean’s cheek and snuggled closer. “I’ll be good.”
No. He wouldn’t.
Dean’s chuckle said he realized that, though. “Come on. We’ve got to pick out games and I need more caffeine.”
Oh yeah.
This had taken up way more energy than I’d expected, but I should’ve realized it would get slightly fucked up…and I should’ve asked more questions too.
Well, I should’ve asked more non-sex-related questions.
“Games. Coffee. Toys.” Nearly bouncing, Joel gave us both kisses. “And we can even buy board games with lots of pieces. You can trust me too.”
I was pretty sure he’d end up losing some of them or doing weird shit, but I didn’t think he was talking about that, so I just nodded. We had enough on our plate without me bringing logic into the equation.
****
“So we’ve agreed on tailor measuring and general touch teasing from the proprietor as fine, as long as you guys are in charge and make it fun for me.” Joel was lifting fingers as he listed off the top things he thought we needed to review. “No spankings or penetrating my bottom. Dean can just watch and look sexy and stern. He doesn’t have to do anything if he doesn’t want to.”
When he started frowning at his fingers, Dean sighed from the back seat, but Joel didn’t let that distract him. “I’m forgetting a finger.”
We were going to look insane.
“How about you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to?” Dean’s comment was technically accurate and important.
It didn’t stop Joel from shaking his head, though. “No, it was something else.”
Considering the meandering conversation we had on the drive over, I could understand getting confused. “Confirming that orgasms are okay for you?”
“No, but that’s good to remember too.” Joel was still looking at his fingers, raising one up and down like he was trying to decide if he was going to give me credit or not. “Was it about you guys having an orgasm or making a mess?”
We were at the point where all of his fingers were going up and down as I pulled into the parking lot.
“Did that ever come up in conversation?” Dean’s eyes were slightly wide but he managed to keep his voice from going squeaky. “I don’t remember that being discussed.”
Me neither.
“This time we’re going to keep our clothes on unless something really changes.” I wasn’t sure what that would be but with Joel it was always good to have a backup plan. “Us staying clothed will make it more erotic.”
And it would keep things from going too far.
Besides, if Dean’s eyes got any wider, they’d fall out.
“That’s a good point.” Putting his hands down for the moment, Joel sighed as I turned off the car and angled myself to see both of them more clearly. “Let’s make a plan to do more me naked and you clothed activities and scenes.”
Since it seemed like Dean and I were in agreement on that, especially based on how he reached down to adjust himself, I nodded. “Deal. We’ll come up with some good options. That sounds hot as fuck.”
Giggling, Joel wiggled and grinned, completely forgetting about his fingers for the moment. “Yes. It’s going to be so much fun.”
Whatever he thought we’d forgotten was something we’d gone over a thousand times already, so I wasn’t worried about it as I unbuckled myself and gave both of them a stern expression. “We’re here to have fun. We’re here to get a cage for Joel. We’re here to figure out if anything else makes us curious. We’re here to explore. We’re not here to feel weird about what we want or to feel guilty.”
Joel and I turned around to look at Dean who rolled his eyes. “I know. I’m going to feel weird about it but that’s mostly because I don’t want to feel weird about it.”
He was just as nuts as Joel was.
“It’s okay to want to do naughty things to me and to want Tate to do naughty things to you.” Joel just charged right in. “But we’ll focus on me today, so you don’t have to worry about getting attention you’re not ready for.”