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)
Nodding, he was happy to have something familiar to latch on to. “Yes, I know what that is and I’m not it.”
“Agreed, but Dean and I would like you to look up demisexual and see if you think that describes your type of desire. I’m oversimplifying it, but it’s basically you have to get to know someone first before you can want to have a sexual relationship with them.” I waited to see what he would say but he just stared at me.
After making us wait in silence way too fucking long, he hummed thoughtfully. “So my dates have honestly been going from saying hi at the coffee shop and asking me to dinner to wanting to have sex in a matter of hours or days?”
His confused tone sounded like we were talking about aliens.
“Yes.” I wasn’t going to tell him how quickly I’d gone from meeting to making out in the past. “It’s not as unusual as you seem to think it is.”
“That’s…” He paused, turning to frown at Dean who was doing his best not to have any expression at all. “Really?”
Dean’s nod made Joel sigh. “That’s…fascinating, I guess.”
Yep, aliens.
“It does explain a lot, though.” Wearing an adorably thoughtful expression, he sighed. “That doesn’t mean I’m asexual, though.”
“Agreed.” His rich fantasy life and eagerness to be spanked made that clear. “But we just wanted to share what we’d figured out so you could think about it.”
And to make sure someone in his life had pointed it out.
“But it doesn’t make a difference, right?” Glancing between us again, his thoughtful expression said he was processing it. “No matter what route I took to get here, we’re still here, right?”
“Yes.” I didn’t care what he was as long as he was clear about what he wanted to explore with us. “We’re still here and wanting to do wicked things to you.”
That brought our naughty boy back to his wiggly, horny self. “Like give me kisses and spanking me and using me to get off and all that stuff?”
“Oh yes.” Giving him a quick peck, I went back to stroking his ass. “And all that stuff.”
Joel shivered, giving me a wicked grin. “And Dean’s thinking about all that stuff too because he spanked my bottom.”
Pushing his ass out, he gave it a wiggle. “I bet he’s going to love how it looks when it’s pink.”
“We’re both going to love it when we’ve got your cock caged and you’re bent over for us and we’re making your bottom nice and pink.” Just the fantasy of that had Joel sighing and sending Dean a flirty, almost innocent smile.
Dean knew some kind of response was expected, but we’d fried his brain, so I wasn’t sure what to expect. He impressed me, though, and even sounded confident. “We’re going to make your dick tiny and tell you how cute and little it is when we’re spanking you.”
“Aww.” Joel obviously thought it was romantic as he leaned into me and smiled sweetly at both of us. “Thank you.”
The conversation wasn’t anything like I’d expected when I’d woken up, but it probably shouldn’t have surprised me.
“You’re welcome.” Running my hand up his back, I cupped his neck and tilted his head to offer up his mouth.
When he whimpered and sighed again, I brought my lips to his and kissed him, slowly deepening it until my tongue was stroking against his and he was grinding his dick against mine. By the time that I pulled back, he was breathless and desperate.
But we weren’t done yet.
Turning him in my arms, I gave Dean a challenging grin and raised on eyebrow. “You’re next.”
His lips curled up but I had a feeling he was barely holding back something colorful. “Thank you for sharing.”
Joel nearly melted but I nodded. “You’re welcome. But I have to admit, I like watching you together so that helps.”
Dean finally chuckled, shaking his head as he slowly stalked over. I couldn’t decide if it was natural in the moment or planned, but either way, he looked take charge as fuck. Joel completely agreed because he made another soft sound and his knees wobbled.
“It does help.” For the moment, Dean had forgotten his worries as he moved closer to Joel and sandwiched him between us. I had a feeling it was one of Joel’s favorite fantasies because he moaned before Dean had done anything to him. “You’re hot together too.”
Then it was his turn to kiss Joel, but instead of just focusing on our needy boy, he slipped one hand between my chest and Joel’s back, and he wrapped the other around me. Through some dirty sixth sense that had now been activated in Joel, he knew because he whimpered and rocked between us as Dean attacked his mouth.
I was right there with Joel because they were hot as hell and Dean was softly running his hand along my back. It was almost like he was kissing me too and I found myself grinding my dick against Joel’s ass.