Page 107 of Double Daddies
“See?” She grasps my hand. “Isn’t it heavenly?”
I think being anywhere with her is heavenly, but it’s too corny to say aloud, so I pull her closer and kiss her instead. My lips press against hers, gentle at first, but as she turns into me, I deepen the kiss. Her hand finds its way into my hair, and I take the opportunity to cup her face. We kiss until we’re breathless.
Cami breaks apart from me and undoes the button on my pants.
“Cami, we can’t. Not… here.”
“So your plan is what?” She laughs. “We just don’t have sex?”
“That, or we could revisit getting a hotel, or?—”
“Not a chance.”
Under normal circumstances, I’d scold her for cutting me off, but she kisses away any protest I might have made. While we kiss, she pulls down my zipper, and my hard cock springs up to greet her. As she caresses the length of it, I groan into her mouth.
“See?” She grins at me, triumphant. “I knew you wanted me.”
“Ialwayswant you, but?—”
The sound of a knock at the door makes us both fall silent.
“What do we do?” Cami mouths.
“Uh… yeah?” I call out.
“Can I come in?’ Ryle’s voice answers.
“Sure.”
“What?” Cami hisses at me. “Are you cr—” But before she can finish, the doorknob turns and the door swings open. She’s scrambled onto her knees by that point, but I’m sure it’s pretty clear from a glance what’s been going on.
“Oh.” Ryle doesn’t look embarrassed to find us relaxing on his luxurious rug, just surprised.
Frankly, it makes me like him more. But even if it didn’t, I meant what I said to him in the hospital. Now it was time to put up or shut up. “Ryle… why don’t you join us?”
Ryle
Confusion makes me freeze. As a man of action, the man with the plan, it’s an unusual place to find myself in. Then again, this whole thing is unusual. The fact that Cami, a woman who might be carrying my baby is living with me with her boyfriend… well, it’s as unusual as my life has ever been up to this point.
And gauging by the look on Cami’s face, that is subject to change.
Why don’t you join us?
The question plays again in my head, and I look at Cami, whose lips are parted. I assumed she would protest, but she doesn’t say anything. The look in her eyes… she’s shocked, but she’s excited, too.
Back at the hospital, Ben said we should try to “make this work” with the three of us. We haven’t talked about how it’s going to work, but I have a feeling he wants to decide as we go. And as much as the business part of my brain thinks it’s foolish to rush in without having ground rules set, my cock is making my pants tight, and doesn’t give a damn what the business side of my brain thinks.
“Cami?” My voice is low and throaty. I hear Ben make a noise, but I only have eyes for her.
Her breath hitches, her pupils dilate, and she gives a single nod.
That permission makes me stride into the room. I kneel on the carpet beside her, and she’s between the two of us. I hesitate, but only to make sure she’s okay with this. I can see in a single glance that she’s not sure what’s about to happen, but that she doesn’t want me to go. She doesn’t want either of us to leave.
I start stroking my finger along the back of her hand. My memory of our only night together has been seared into my brain, I can feel the air crackle with sexual attraction every time I look at her, but I’d never imagined I’d get to touch her again. Her skin is as soft and smooth as porcelain, but it’s the way she looks at me—her gaze hot with need, but vulnerable, too—that makes my balls ache.
“Is this okay?” I ask.
“She’s okay,” Ben responds. Then he begins to tug at the hem of her shirt and she immediately lifts her arms. He whisks it over her head and tosses it aside.
