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)
Bates might not have rescued us from the spider but he’d been helpful in other ways…and we knew he was real which was actually a big step up from how Brady’s relationship with Jude had started.
“But more conversations are going to be important if you want your spanking…or if you want to suck his dick again.” Bingo. Got it in. “I think lunch is a good start, though.”
Nodding against me, Gareth wiggled closer. “Should I have asked you out first and then asked to invite Bates? I’m not sure I know how to ask out two people who aren’t in the same room.”
“Oh.” I had no idea. “I don’t know the rules about that so…let’s just say it’s fine?”
I was pretty sure we had enough problems without bringing Miss Manners into the conversation too.
“Good.” Nuzzling against me, he sighed again and I found myself wanting to laugh at his blatant manipulation about…well, something. “What about snuggling and hugging and kissing and stuff like that? Do you think there are rules about that?”
“There are probably rules about everything, but I don’t know them.” What did I know? “Um, well, Bates probably wouldn’t want us orgasming without talking to him first. That’s something we need to talk about too.”
“That list is getting longer and longer.” Gareth wiggled closer, not-so-subtly asking for attention…I just wasn’t sure what kind yet. “Spankings and orgasm rules and dating manners. What else?”
“I don’t think we need to search for anything else, honestly.” The list seemed overwhelming to me as it was. “I think this counts as a one step at a time thing.”
“You’re probably right.” Gareth might’ve thought I was right but he didn’t move, so I didn’t think the conversation was over yet. “What about kissing, though?”
Yep, not over yet.
I was blaming my entirely too calm demeanor on the drama overload of having to talk about cockblocking with Jude and Brady. There was only so much crazy a brain could handle before it broke and I’d reached that limit.
Besides, anything with Gareth was easier than talking to Jude.
“What about kissing?” I’d obviously missed something in the conversation because I wasn’t sure what Gareth was talking about. “Bates likes kissing.”
He liked kissing us and he liked watching us kiss each other…and Gareth didn’t seem to mind any of that, so what was he confused about?
“Yeah, he likes kissing but if he likes watching us kiss too, do we need to ask him first?” As my brain struggled to process what Gareth was saying, he just kept going. “He sent us up here last night to orgasm but I can’t remember what he said about kissing.”
He made a quiet huff. “Yeah, we need to have more conversations and he needs to list out the rules a lot more clearly.”
I was struggling to figure out what to say because my mind had gotten stuck on the whole Gareth wanted to kiss me again part.
How had my life gotten so weird in less than twenty-four hours?
“Um, I think he’d be fine with it but if we want to double-check we should text him?” Right? “He’s our Dom…I think…and well, at the very least, he’s the most dominant person in our little dating group thing so we should get his input.”
“Yeah, he’s kind of the top of the triangle between us.” Wiggling, Gareth dug his phone out of his pocket. “I’m glad he thought about making sure we had his number.”
“Bates is smart.” And he seemed to understand that we’d end up confusing ourselves once he let us out of his sight because as soon as Gareth sent off a silly text about kissing, his response came back in seconds. “He types fast too.”
“I’m glad he wasn’t busy jerking off. I’d have hated to wait to find out if I could kiss you.” Gareth made a happy sound as he read the text, not realizing he’d killed my brain again. “Perfect. Kissing is fine but orgasms should wait until after we tell him about our interrogation with Brady and Jude.”
Yep, he’d called it an interrogation.
“Ask him if he’s okay with us coming back down for lunch. He was talking about studying.” We kept getting distracted by conversations about submission and stuff like that, so I wasn’t completely sure what he was studying but I knew he was getting his masters and I knew he was smart.
Yeah, we needed a few more conversations.
“Lunch is great just not too early.” Gareth typed back something that made him wiggly and happy, but he sent it so fast I didn’t get to be nosy. “Now we have time to kiss and cuddle and then get ready for the day before we go grab lunch.”
His to-do list was a lot more interesting than it had been just a few days ago.
As he put his phone on the nightstand, my brain got stuck on how much had changed so quickly, but Gareth didn’t seem to have the same problem. He was still bouncy and happy as he lay down on his bed. “I get to kiss you. This is so great.”