Dreams do come true. Or can, even if it takes twenty years. I probably wouldn’t have told Hugh that I loved him were it not for Atlas. He came into our lives not just to be a third, but to be our glue, holding us together and pushing our boundaries to solidify something I never thought possible. I would be forever grateful to him.
I swallowed the emotional lump in my throat. It was hard not to have big feelings, yet it was strange to get so worked up over sex. It was hard to process. Hugh was finally going to fuck me, and then life would be complete.
After showering and prepping myself, I turned my back to the mirror, twisted my head, and looked at my ass. I smiled, seeing the marks there. Hugh had really laid into me, but surprisingly, I liked it. I didn’t believe I would. I finally understood why Atlas enjoyed it so much. There was something about being controlled by him when he marked me as his.
I quickly got dressed, filled with excited anticipation.
Hugh wanted to do this in his bed to make love properly, but I wanted to do it at The Backdoor Club. It was our thing, and I felt I should experience him inside me in the place where we spent our sexual playtime. It felt right.
“Ready?” Hugh asked, adjusting my scarf, which I’d just wrapped around my neck. Then he gently grabbed my face and pressed a soft kiss to my lips. My stomach was already twisting and leaping, like I was riding on a roller coaster ride. I hated those things.
“Yeah, I’ve been ready for a long time.”
Atlas tucked his arm through mine and pulled me against him. He looked beautiful in his winter coat, trimmed with faux fur. “I’m stupidly excited right now. I can’t wait until you and Hugh get it on.”
I laughed and brushed away the curls from his face, dragged my fingers along his cheek, and fingered a dangling pearl earring. “If you think you’re not getting involved, you’re sorely mistaken, baby.”
“Plan on it.”
When we stepped inside the club, we checked our coats at the door and made our way toward the locker room. Atlas suddenly stopped in his tracks, jaw to the ground, before walking over to a large, shirtless man wearing form-fitting black pants.
“Waylon?” he asked.
When the man turned around, I suddenly recognized him as the one who had been having drinks with Atlas when we found him.
“Hey, Atlas.”
“I didn’t know you got a job here.”
“Yeah, it’s my first day. Ryder and Knox helped me find some work.” He chuckled and tucked an empty tray under hisarm. “I never thought I’d ever be working in a gay sex club, but here we are.”
Luis saddled up alongside him, patted his well-defined abs, and grinned at us. “I see you’ve met my deliciously handsome new server. Isn’t he stunning? Having a corn-fed country boy working here does strange things to me.” He winked and walked off laughing.
“Getting touched by men is… different,” Waylon said, watching his boss walk away. He wore a small smile on his face, so he didn’t seem too bothered by it. “Hey, before I forget, Casey and Isaak are here. They just showed up, so they should be getting ready in the locker rooms, if you want to say hi. It’s their first time, too.”
Atlas raised a brow. “Well… good for them. I hope Isaak doesn’t get fired from the university if they learn he’s dating his student.”
Waylon shrugged. “Probably, but I have a feeling Isaak is only concerned about Casey. Anyway, gotta get back to work. Nice to see you all again.”
We headed toward the locker room, and sure enough, we found Isaak and Casey getting undressed. Isaak was at least in his mid-forties. Casey looked to be half his age, if not more. Neither seemed to care as we caught them being consumed in a kiss while half-naked.
That didn’t stop Atlas from approaching the two men. “Hey!” he said, resting his hand on Casey’s shoulder.
I didn’t mind that he liked to watch his friends mess around, but touching? Hell no. “Atlas,” I warned.
He quickly dropped his hand. Good boy. “Wow, first Waylon and now you and Isaak.”
“Hey, Atlas. Finn said you and your guys like to come here. Isaak and I thought we’d give it a try.” Casey stared up at his attractive professor and batted his eyelashes. Isaak pulled himagainst his hard chest and nipped his chin. “We met on a hookup app. Can you imagine when you meet up, and it turns out it’s your favorite professor?”
So, that was how it happened. Interesting.
“What can I say? Casey is not only a stunning creature, but he’s kind, sweet, and smart. How could I resist him?” Isaak said, kissing Casey’s forehead.
“We’ve only been dating a couple of months, but I’m infatuated with Isaak.”
Hugh stepped behind Atlas and me and wrapped his arms around us. “Well, this is a great place to really experiment. Have fun.”
Yeah, I was over talking to people too. I was ready to have him inside me.
