if she sleeps in here tonight, do you?”
“Of course not, lover. Especially if you’re going to come for me first.”
Thomas groaned, his cock instantly rock-hard and throbbing. “Dammit,” he whispered, “you know what you do to me, Ty.”
“Stroke your cock, lover, and think what I’ll be doing to you when I get home.”
Thomas fisted his cock and closed his eyes and stroked faster, harder. Unbidden, the memory of Nevvie’s arms around him on the bike came to mind while Tyler whispered in his ear.
“I know you’re hard for me, aren’t you, love? Just think, one day, when she’s ours, you can feed your sweet cock to our angel.”
“Ah!” His climax caught him by surprise, especially that Tyler’s words were so close to his thoughts. He took a deep breath. “Shit! You are fucking spooky.”
Tyler chuckled in his ear. “Lover, you have to be thinking about her at least a little.”
Thomas rolled over. “So what are you thinking about?”
In his hotel room, Tyler closed his eyes and thought about that morning, with Nevvie’s sweet face below him, kissing her…
He stroked himself. “What do you want me to think about, love?”
Thomas’ voice dropped to a sensual growl. “How about how beautiful she’ll look when you’re fucking her and she’s sucking my cock?”
He moaned. That was already one of his favorite fantasies, had been for months, even before she lived with them. “God, yes!”
“I bet she’s so sweet, Ty. Think how she’s going sound when we’ve got her begging for it. Think about how she’ll look wrapping her lips around your cock.”
Tyler climaxed, moaning, dropping the phone on the bed. When he finally regained his wits he found his cell. “You play dirty, love.”
“You can’t say you didn’t like that.”
No, he couldn’t. “I’m going to sleep. You need to clean up if you’re sharing a bed with our angel tonight. I love you.”
“Love you, too. Stay safe. Call me.”
Tyler closed his eyes and pictured Nevvie’s sweet face. He tried to sleep but kept thinking about Nevvie’s kiss and her wounded eyes.
I love you, he thought. I love you so much, I wish I could tell you.
* * * *
Thomas took a quick shower. This was their routine. When one had to be out of town, they called for phone sex. Not every night, but frequently. It started as a joke but they liked it so much they kept it up.
They had it bad for Nevvie. It was tempting to come right out and tell her, but the more he thought about that, the more he worried she wouldn’t want both of them. Wouldn’t want him.
He knew she loved Tyler, he could see it in her eyes when she looked at him. Would she ever love him the same way?
He tried to push the worry out of his mind as he dressed and returned to the living room.
* * * *
“We still ahead?”
Nevvie nodded. “We keep this up, the Flyers will have to pull their goalie.”
“They’ve still got time to blow the lead.”
She looked at him and grinned. He laughed, shaking his head as he realized what he’d said. “Sugar, you are a hoot.”
Nevvie was reluctant to go to bed after an evening of fun with Thomas. Sensing her hesitation, Thomas patted her thigh. “Need company tonight?”
“Do you mind?”
“Honey, the chance to sleep with a beautiful girl and not get in trouble for it? Seriously?”
“Thanks.”
“Want to bunk with me?”
“Tyler won’t mind me sleeping in your bed?”
“Not at all.”
They retired to his bed and she snuggled against him. He closed his eyes, deeply inhaling her scent.
“Why doesn’t Tyler ride with you?” she asked.
“Promise not to tease him?”
“Of course.”
“It scares him. I don’t want to force him to ride when he doesn’t enjoy it.”
“So why don’t you take the bike more often?”
“I don’t like riding alone. It’s not as much fun.” He fell quiet for a moment. “You do enjoy riding with me, don’t you? It won’t hurt my feelings if you
“Of course not, lover. Especially if you’re going to come for me first.”
Thomas groaned, his cock instantly rock-hard and throbbing. “Dammit,” he whispered, “you know what you do to me, Ty.”
“Stroke your cock, lover, and think what I’ll be doing to you when I get home.”
Thomas fisted his cock and closed his eyes and stroked faster, harder. Unbidden, the memory of Nevvie’s arms around him on the bike came to mind while Tyler whispered in his ear.
“I know you’re hard for me, aren’t you, love? Just think, one day, when she’s ours, you can feed your sweet cock to our angel.”
“Ah!” His climax caught him by surprise, especially that Tyler’s words were so close to his thoughts. He took a deep breath. “Shit! You are fucking spooky.”
Tyler chuckled in his ear. “Lover, you have to be thinking about her at least a little.”
Thomas rolled over. “So what are you thinking about?”
In his hotel room, Tyler closed his eyes and thought about that morning, with Nevvie’s sweet face below him, kissing her…
He stroked himself. “What do you want me to think about, love?”
Thomas’ voice dropped to a sensual growl. “How about how beautiful she’ll look when you’re fucking her and she’s sucking my cock?”
He moaned. That was already one of his favorite fantasies, had been for months, even before she lived with them. “God, yes!”
“I bet she’s so sweet, Ty. Think how she’s going sound when we’ve got her begging for it. Think about how she’ll look wrapping her lips around your cock.”
Tyler climaxed, moaning, dropping the phone on the bed. When he finally regained his wits he found his cell. “You play dirty, love.”
“You can’t say you didn’t like that.”
No, he couldn’t. “I’m going to sleep. You need to clean up if you’re sharing a bed with our angel tonight. I love you.”
“Love you, too. Stay safe. Call me.”
Tyler closed his eyes and pictured Nevvie’s sweet face. He tried to sleep but kept thinking about Nevvie’s kiss and her wounded eyes.
I love you, he thought. I love you so much, I wish I could tell you.
* * * *
Thomas took a quick shower. This was their routine. When one had to be out of town, they called for phone sex. Not every night, but frequently. It started as a joke but they liked it so much they kept it up.
They had it bad for Nevvie. It was tempting to come right out and tell her, but the more he thought about that, the more he worried she wouldn’t want both of them. Wouldn’t want him.
He knew she loved Tyler, he could see it in her eyes when she looked at him. Would she ever love him the same way?
He tried to push the worry out of his mind as he dressed and returned to the living room.
* * * *
“We still ahead?”
Nevvie nodded. “We keep this up, the Flyers will have to pull their goalie.”
“They’ve still got time to blow the lead.”
She looked at him and grinned. He laughed, shaking his head as he realized what he’d said. “Sugar, you are a hoot.”
Nevvie was reluctant to go to bed after an evening of fun with Thomas. Sensing her hesitation, Thomas patted her thigh. “Need company tonight?”
“Do you mind?”
“Honey, the chance to sleep with a beautiful girl and not get in trouble for it? Seriously?”
“Thanks.”
“Want to bunk with me?”
“Tyler won’t mind me sleeping in your bed?”
“Not at all.”
They retired to his bed and she snuggled against him. He closed his eyes, deeply inhaling her scent.
“Why doesn’t Tyler ride with you?” she asked.
“Promise not to tease him?”
“Of course.”
“It scares him. I don’t want to force him to ride when he doesn’t enjoy it.”
“So why don’t you take the bike more often?”
“I don’t like riding alone. It’s not as much fun.” He fell quiet for a moment. “You do enjoy riding with me, don’t you? It won’t hurt my feelings if you
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