Nolan ramming his ass into Cam’s cock before shifting forward to ram his cock into Hope was already making him unravel. Adding that damn toy, though…
Did she want this threesome to go sideways?
Two—or three—could play at that game.
He wrapped one arm around Nolan’s hips to indicate heshould sit up more, and as soon as he did, Cam reached around the man with his other arm to find Hope’s clit. He just needed to make her forget she had that little torture device in her palm before she turned it up to the max setting.
Because if she did, he might end up flopping around on the floor like a fish out of water. Or scream “Oklahoma.”
Since he already said it once, he was determined not to say it again. He couldn’t wait to torture her until she cried out her own safe word.Shanti, wasn’t it?
But not this time. It would have to be when both he and Nolan could concentrate solely on her. Maybe in one of the playrooms up in Heaven.
Hell yes. He and Nolan might have to come up with a plan. Let her think she’d be in control, then turn the tables on her.
Tie her up and turn her ass red. Fuck her mouth, her pussy,andher ass…
Going down that rabbit hole was not helping his dilemma. In that moment, his goal was to get Hope to come soon, so Nolan and he could do the same.
Because Cam needed to come five minutes ago.Thatwas the real torture. Not having a vibrating butt plug jammed up his ass.
Suddenly, Nolan began to pick up the pace, slamming back onto Cam and then forward into Hope. She threw her head back and cried, “Oh my God. That’s it. Right there. Both of you keep doing what you’re doing.”
He didn’t need that order. He had already planned on doing so since he was on a mission. And now it seemed so was Nolan. He was probably clinging precariously to his sanity, too. One of them had to go first and he needed it to be Hope.
Rocking forward from the impact of Nolan’s thrusts, shegrabbed one of her breasts and squeezed. Of course she kept that damn remote securely in her other hand. Maybe if she didn’t have that, he wouldn’t be in such a panic.
Who was he trying to kid? He was fucking the man he’d lusted after for years. And that man was fucking the first woman in the last few years who Cam wanted more than once in his bed.
Cam dragged his fingers from her sensitive clit to where Nolan was pounding her, to the point where they connected. A place he had also claimed thoroughly.
When Nolan grit out a, “Fuck,” Cam pressed his face against his warm, damp neck and went back to thumbing Hope’s clit with a vengeance.
But instead of pushing back against Cam in another thrust, Nolan’s hips twitched and his asshole began to tighten.
Shit.
“Hold on,” Cam whispered against Nolan’s ear. “She’s almost there.”
“I—”
“Hold on. As soon as she comes, we can, too.”
“I’m not sure?—”
“You can,” Cam said more forcefully. But then, what he was telling Nolan he was telling himself, too.
Hold on just a few more minutes.
But, damn, Nolan’s ass was so damn tight and he made it worse every time he clamped around Cam.
He wanted to cry with relief when Hope’s back arched, her eyes squeezed shut and her mouth opened on a silent scream.
“She’s coming,” Nolan announced unnecessarily. His head was hanging down and he was white-knuckling her hipswhile she slammed her pussy against him a few more times before collapsing back to the mattress.
“Come for me,” Cam whispered.
When Nolan thrust one last time, Cam went with him. Keeping him close, driving deep.
