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)
When I finally released his lips, I kept him pressed close to me. “You have the softest lips and you taste so sweet.”
Gareth inched closer, maybe not even realizing it until he’d rolled himself up smaller and his head was resting against mine. “He uses a lot of Chapstick.”
I couldn’t decide if he was adorably clueless or just had never realized they were more than friends, but I took the cute comment as seriously as I could with Cashel staring at him with wide eyes. “Why don’t you taste them and see? It’s only fair. I haven’t gotten to see you two together yet and it’s your date too.”
They seemed to be doing their best to ignore that part, but I’d never agreed to that level of delusion.
Gareth went still in his thoughtful way that said his mind was turning the idea around, but Cashel’s stillness was shock and arousal. There was no way to hide the heat in his eyes, but worries were floating around as well, so I kissed his cheek. “I can’t wait to see if you look as sexy as I’m imagining.”
That seemed to do it for Gareth, and he did his absent-minded nod as his hips rocked forward to try to get friction against his hard cock. Neither of them seemed to notice the movement but it left me aching to slide my hand lower over his ass.
But I was patient.
Kisses first and groping second.
Or maybe third, depending on where our spanking conversation ended up taking place.
“We did say it was going to be fair.” Gareth’s wonderful logic had Cashel letting out a confused and slightly frustrated huff.
“You said it had to be fair.” Cashel might’ve been frowning, but Gareth wasn’t worried as he inched closer.
“He agreed to it, though. He said it was a good idea.” Barely a breath away from Cashel, Gareth waited. “And Bates’s right, it’s our date too. We agreed to that and dates get kisses. You said the date was going good.”
“So I owe you a kiss?” Cashel was trying to decide if he wanted to laugh or groan, and I wasn’t sure which would win as Gareth nodded.
“Yeah, it’s fair…and it’s been a good date so far. You said so.” His logic was curious but impeccable.
“You’re the biggest pain in the ass sometimes.” Cashel’s grumble made Gareth smile like it’d been the sweetest endearment ever.
“I think Bates is going to be in charge of the ass pain.” He chuckled to himself, clearly loving how funny he thought he was, as Cashel groaned. “Fair’s fair.”
Then he crossed that final span and brushed his lips against Cashel’s.
Even if they hadn’t made it clear over dinner that they’d never crossed certain lines, I would’ve known how guileless their friendship had been by the sweet way they kissed. There was heat and passion, but it was careful and subtle as they moved against each other.
It was still almost innocent as they eased apart, both breathless and imagining much more wicked things. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but I almost smiled as they turned to me in unison, clearly wanting reassurance everything was fine.
So each got a soft kiss on the cheek and I hugged them tight as their stress slowly melted away and they curled into me again. When they were snuggled up with their legs intertwined and their heads resting on my shoulders, I couldn’t help smiling. “You were both beautiful and that was the most perfect first kiss ever.”
Cashel let out a soft, slightly embarrassed chuckle, but Gareth seemed proud of his accomplishment. The smile and utter satisfaction in his voice were impossible to miss. “He deserved a good one.”
“That’s what you’re going to say?” Cashel’s huff made me want to laugh, but I did my best to be a good Dom and kissed his head.
“He’s proud of himself for giving you such a good kiss, and I’m proud of you both for being so open and loving.” And for not having a grand freak-out moment.
Yet.
Nodding, because he couldn’t argue with anything I’d said, Cashel’s tension faded again. “He likes knowing he did the right thing or that he was good at something.”
Praise.
Got it.
Resisting the urge to tell Cashel his pleasure wasn’t a test or basketball game, I gave them another hug which had the benefit of snuggling them closer together. “How about you let Gareth know you’d like to hear something personal about the kiss so you don’t worry?”
Cashel froze like a startled rabbit, but Gareth stepped up to the plate even though he was obviously confused about why his earlier statement had caused a problem. “I wasn’t sure what would happen when I kissed you, but it didn’t feel wrong…it kind of felt like Brady said it did when he kissed Jude for the first time. Right. You know?”