Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26602 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26602 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
“We’ve kept this secret for our entire lives,” Kade adds. “It’s something we’ve struggled with, and it’s difficult to maintain. But we do it out of respect for our business.”
I nod in response.
“I’m sorry you have to do that. It makes sense, but it’s not fair to you,” I say, sympathy in my tone.
“It is what it is,” Brandon explains, sounding a little sad.
“Do you ever want to come out?”
Both men nod their assent.
“Eventually,” Kade says. “When the time is right.” That makes me smile, happy that they will be able to live their lives without hiding at some point in the future.
“That’s wonderful,” I encourage. “I’m a big supporter of LGBT rights. If there’s any way that I can help you in the transition, let me know. I’d be happy to help.”
Amused laughter suddenly fills the room and I look between the two men with an openly confused expression gracing my features.
“Jane,” Kade starts. “This isn’t just a transition.” My confusion only grows.
“We want more,” Brandon adds. “With you.” My mouth hangs open at the confession.
“We want you to be with us. To explore with us,” Kade explains.
I sigh, a tension releasing from my chest that I didn’t realize was there. A smile takes over my face and I don’t even try to tamp it down.
“I want that, too,” I say on an exhale. “Absolutely.”
Kade crosses the small space to plant a passionate kiss on my lips, before turning to do the same to Brandon. Brandon then kisses me as well, his smile making the kiss deeper and more meaningful. We laugh happily, sharing kisses and our companionship as we begin to explore once more.
9
Kade
Leaving Vegas is far more exciting than I had planned. Brandon and I came here to find the perfect woman. Now, not only have we found her, but she’s heading back to the same state that we are. It couldn’t be more perfect – Jane lives in Poughkeepsie, which is only an hour and a half away from our place in the city. Jane’s job offers her the flexibility of being able to work from anywhere, so we’ve decided to have her stay at my loft a few nights each week.
I know Brandon and I will miss her when she’s away, but if easing into things is what it takes to make her comfortable, we’re willing to do it. For now, we’ll enjoy breakfast together and then head to the airport.
“Ready?” Brandon asks as he zips his suitcase. I take another glance around the room to make sure nothing has been left behind. Jane left this morning to pack up her own things after enjoying a long night of celebration where she regularly took us both. For example, at one particularly titillating point, she knelt between the two of us, one huge staff gripped in each hand. Teasingly, she sucked one before pulling off with a moan.
“You’re Sugar,” she said to me.
Then, that clever mouth surrounded Brandon’s glans, making his abs clench as he threw his head back and let out a guttural growl.
“And you’re Spice,” Jane said with another naughty twinkle in her eye.
“Sweetheart, we’ll be whatever you want us to be,” I rasp between gritted teeth. “Just give us more.”
She laughed and lay back, letting us own her curves again and again. But then Jane got that twinkle in her eye again and directed Brandon to mount me.
“Now Spice does Sugar,” she said playfully. What could we do but obey? Our lovemaking is insanely hot, and off-the-wall in its dirtiness, and yet being filthy is what gives us pleasure.
Now, it’s time to leave. We’ve made love on every surface in this hotel room, and I look around with fond memories. But the time has come. With one last glance, I zip up my duffle, and nod at Brandon.
“Let’s go.”
As we close the door behind us, the sound of another door opening fills the otherwise empty hallway. Jane steps out several doors down and pulls her luggage behind her. When she sees us, a bright smile pulls at her lips. I can’t help but smile right back as I make my way to her.
When I reach Jane’s side, I kiss her plush pout and take the handle of her rolling suitcase from her. The three of us make our way down the hall to the elevator. Once in the enclosed space, Brandon wraps an arm low across Jane’s back and sweetly kisses her cheek. Seeing them happy makes my own chest warm with delight. I watch as she turns her head to kiss him properly, taking his bottom lip between her own.
Wanting to get in on it, I approach my two lovers. Placing a hand on the side of each of their necks, I pull their faces into mine. In a three-way kiss, we lick and nibble at lips until the ding of the elevator signals our arrival. We separate and fix our rumpled clothing and are presentable as the doors open to the hotel’s lobby.