He suspected that Cam loved him back, but neither had admitted it to each other yet. Was it possible they were avoiding it so they didn’t make things awkward with Hope and make her feel like a third wheel?
The real question was: would he be content only being with Cam? Of course. Is that what he preferred? Definitely not.
He and Cam weren’t a couple. No, the three of them were now in a true polyamorous relationship. What was developing between them went much deeper than sex. What started off as just naughty fun had turned into so much more.
For all of them.
So after all this time, it would be weird not to include Hope. Without her, the dynamics of their relationship would be off.
Nolan wanted her to know just how important she was to them. Along with the topic of condoms, he needed to have a discussion with Cam about Hope, since communication was key in any relationship.
The sounds of their flesh slapping together dragged him from his thoughts and Cam’s hand pumped Nolan’s cock at the same pace he was fucking him.
A groan bubbled up from the back of his throat since, as Hope wanted, Nolan’s hard-on was once again raging. But,of course, she didn’t want him to come.
While his first initial thought was she was being diabolical, he suspected there might be a good reason for her order. However, his balls were tight, his cock pulsing, and if Cam continued to jerk him off like that…
She would not get what she wanted.
His only saving grace would be if Cam came soon.
“Cam…if she wants me to remain hard, you need to come soon. Otherwise, I’m about to disappoint her.”
With a slight nod and a determined set to his jaw, Cam dug his fingers deeper into Nolan’s hips as he soldiered on. Unfortunately, the more his cock dragged over Nolan’s prostate, the more difficult it became to hold himself together.
“Cam,” he whimpered in desperation.
With a shudder, Cam’s head dropped forward and his eyes closed, but he said nothing. A clear sign he was about to come undone himself.
Luckily, not a minute too soon.
As he suspected, Cam’s next thrust was his last, deep and stuttering. But knowing he was coming made Nolan’s cock swell even more and brought him closer to sliding down that slippery slope.
“Cam,” Nolan whispered, drawing his fingertips along the man’s bristly jawline. “I don’t want to rush you, but I have no choice but to rush you.”
As soon as Cam’s brown eyes popped open, he quickly scrambled to collar the condom and pull free.
While relieved, Nolan also felt a loss with Cam no longer being inside him. Normally, Cam tended to linger after coming, whether while planted deep inside Nolan or Hope, until he could no longer physically do so. Nolan wasn’t sure how Hope felt about it, but Nolan loved the extended intimacy. It was second to none next to cuddling afterward.
“Release him.”
Cam unsnapped the nylon straps, freeing Nolan in record time and leaving him little time to wonder what Hope had planned next for him.
He didn’t have to wonder for long before Hope patted the seat of the throne. “Hot Stuff, come sit.”
Did the seat have some sort of electricity hookedto it? Was she about to shock his ass? He visually searched for any attached wires or torture devices and saw nothing.
“Grab a condom, Handsome,” Hope instructed Cam as Nolan sat. “And roll it on him.” While Cam did so, she removed the narrow bench from the platform and placed it onto the floor nearby. She then pointed to it. “Kneel there.”
A naked Cam immediately got into position. The perfect place to watch the next part of the show.
Hope gave him a brief kiss before approaching Nolan again, cupping her own breasts. “I’m so wet and ready for you, Hot Stuff. Are you ready for me?”
He sure as hell was. He was also ready to empty his aching balls. “Yes, my queen.”
Her warm, slick thighs straddled his and her pussy hovered over his hard-on.
“Hold your cock in place.”
