Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24495 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24495 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
That shuts up my stepdad, although he turns to John with fire in those blue eyes.
“So what do you suggest then?”
John merely shrugs.
“I’m open to sharing. Clara’s a lush, beautiful young woman with plenty of options, so there’s enough to go around. And as you know, the baby in her belly isn’t biologically connected to either of us. So in fact, she was already taken by another man before either of us showed up to the scene.”
“But he’s not in the picture anymore,” I inject hastily. “And I don’t know who the father of my baby is either. I went through a wild phase when I was a flight attendant, and I think I already told both of you how I got pregnant.”
Carl nods slowly, although his eyes are still narrowed at John.
“But how would that work? And why are you even okay with this?” he asks. “You’re actually fine with sharing a woman? What kind of guy does that?”
John merely shrugs.
“Hey, let’s just say I can read a situation and get a good feel for the best outcome. Would I like to have Clara all to myself? Yes. But is it going to happen? No. As a result, I know that the optimal outcome in these circumstances is to share her with another man, and while it’s not what I want, we don’t always get what we want.”
But there’s more to it, and Carl squints his eyes at John again.
“You’ve done this before, haven’t you?”
John pretends to look surprised.
“Done what?”
“Shared a woman with another man. Fucked her in back while he was in her mouth. Hell, taken her pussy while he claimed her ass.”
John throws his head back and laughs then, revealing a bright white smile.
“You’re right, I have,” he admits, not at all offended. “And that’s part of the reason why I’m supporting Clara now. I’ve done it before, and it’s not bad actually. In fact, it can even be better, believe it or not. Some girls react well to taking to two men at once, and they come harder and have the best orgasms of their lives.”
I know this is my time to speak now.
“Actually,” I begin hesitantly. “I’ve been with two men at once before,” I confess. “So it isn’t new to me, and it’s definitely not going to freak me out or anything. In fact, I liked it,” I admit in a whisper. “During that slutty phase I was telling you guys about, there were a few times when I played with multiple men at once and it was really amazing.”
By now, my cheeks are scarlet and my nipples are hard from the admission. Carl notices too, his blue gaze sweeping over my breasts before they go back up to my features.
“So you liked it,” he says in a low voice. “It wasn’t scary or uncomfortable or too much?”
“No,” I admit in a whisper. “It was wonderful and that’s why I want to see if this can work with the three of us. Being with two men simultaneously was one of the best experiences of my life, and I thought … well, I’d like to do it again. If you’re game,” I say quickly. “If you’re uncomfortable at the thought, of course, we don’t have to.”
John smirks.
“It’s up to you, bud. You’re the one who’s holding things back.”
Carl’s dark head drops then, his expression conflicted.
“I never thought it’d be so difficult,” he speaks in a low voice. “It’s not that I don’t want to share you, sweetheart, it’s that …”
“What, Carl?” I ask gently, sliding my small hand over his bronzed one. “You can tell me.”
He shoots me an anguished look then.
“It’s just that this is more than just sex for me, sweetheart,” he says in a choked voice. “I’m in love with you, honey, and I want you for more than some quick roll in the hay. I mean, I get it. You love being dirty and so do I. I’m looking forward to plundering your curves and using them any way I please, don’t get me wrong. But for me, it’s more than that, Clara. I want you in all ways, and that includes your heart.”
My heart starts racing as my jaw drops. Can these words be true? Is my stepfather declaring that he’s in love with me? He nods, and drops his head, as if ashamed.
“I know I shouldn’t feel this way,” he admits in a low tone. “You’re Vivian’s daughter, and I have no right to fall in love with my deceased wife’s daughter. It’s fucking sick,” he acknowledges in an conflicted tone, unable to meet my eyes. “But the moment you stepped into my house, Clara, I could feel it happening. You were irresistible, and it wasn’t just your body, although of course, your sassy form was a big part of it. It’s you,” he rasps, finally meeting my eyes. “Your light. Your love. Your enjoyment of everything in life, and the sweetness that you bring to everything you touch. I love you, baby girl, and I don’t want this to be some rancid threesome where two men use and abuse you. I want this to be the real thing.”