“Yeah, and they realize it. And as much as they loved the idea of you directing, they want you to be the lead, too.”

  Sweat started to form at the top of my head. “Wait, I can’t direct my own musical?” I asked. I’d directed some of the plays I’d starred in, but none were as intense as this one.

  “It’s what they led with,” Sam responded.

  “Um, I don’t want to be on the stage every night. Go back to them. I need to direct this. I’m willing to give them the first choice of lead actor, but this is not up for debate. I never wanted to act in this one.”

  Sam’s tone shifted to a little higher pitched, and I’d known him long enough to know that was his disappointment reply. I didn’t give him time to try to sway my decision. “I have a vision, Sam, and I can’t give in on this. I’d be doing a disservice to what I’ve been working on for some time. This musical has become my baby, and I won’t compromise.”

  He took a long deep breath. “So, what about a completion date?”

  Now it was my turn to moan and groan. “I can’t give you an answer to this question, either.”

  “Okay, but in a month, I need a plan of action. I can’t pitch this to other producers without an end in sight, and it’s exactly what you’re asking of me if I can’t get these two studios on board.”

  My attention was drawn to the upstairs and how much I wanted to be done with this conversation. “Anything else, Sam?” I asked.

  “No, just keep Bella up to date on your man and woman. See you later, man.” His line was quiet, and I took the chance to disconnect the call, in case he got chatty.

  There was nothing keeping me downstairs, and it was then I ascended the steps to get to my curly-haired goddess, after I checked my emails in my office.

  25

  Dane

  My daughters were ten times more exhausting than three trials with the hardest judge. They were a bit spoiled, too. We didn’t enforce the in bed—stay there philosophy my parents insisted on with a wooden spoon. And with Cami having lost her mom before we had Maggie, she had definitely been softer on our girls.

  Taking a peek at the clock, it was now 9:30, and we’d been doing bedtime for an hour and a half. But my last trip upstairs was meant with the harshest tone my girls had ever heard from me. It wasn’t the words, but my pitch.

  I fell back on the bed, and I saw three missed calls from Cami. She must have given up, understanding the bedtime routine we’d let our kids get accustomed to. Pulling up my texts, I read it.

  Cam: Hey, honey. Just got back from dinner. We went to the same private bistro we were at last weekend. I crawled into bed. I’m done for. Apollo will bring me home by eight a.m. and will drive you into work. I love you.

  Well, shit. I never went to bed without talking to Cam if we were separated at night. So, I began to shoot a text off to Miles.

  Me: Did you have a good night?

  I left it simple, but hell, I was pretty envious they were together, and I wasn’t with them. It normally didn’t bother me. Jack and I would go out on dates, just the two of us. We all did that. I always coveted the one-on-one time with either Jack or Cam. I certainly loved my alone time, too, if the other two were out on their own. With this being so new, I guessed the green bug of jealousy had hit me.

  I was still holding my phone when a reply came through.

  Miles: Yeah, I took her back to the Italian bistro we went to the other night. The owners took me in as a kid. I sent her up to her room. I had a call from my agent. Haven’t checked on her yet. I wanted to make sure she was asleep and was afraid I couldn’t keep my hands off of her if she was still awake.

  You and me both, buddy, I thought.

  Me: I get it. I never really put out the rules, but for now, I think we all should be together if we fuck.

  I didn’t flinch at my strong language. But fucking wasn’t what we were doing. It scared me that these emotions were coming on so quickly. Before I could think longer on this, he replied.

  Miles: Does that go for you two also, no fucking?

  It was sent without anything, no smiley face or LOL, and I wondered if he was serious. Before I could answer him in a raw and real way, he fired off another one.

  Miles: I’m kidding, Lawyer Man. If she was mine, I’d never stop fucking her.

  Yeah, but it was more with Cami and me. We had always been more than just a simple fuck, from the second I’d met her, even when I was committed to another guy. Cam and I had some wild sex, and it was not conventional nor was it vanilla, but every time I was inside her, I worshiped every hair on her head. Another chirp came through my phone.

  Miles: Did I overstep? I was kidding. Seriously.

  But with his little comment, it was apparent what Cami and I had been missing since Jack left. And hell, I was getting so far ahead of myself. Another text came in as I was imagining him in our bed, or reading Bridget and Maggie a story on the couch. Hell, I had him being everything we had wanted in the past with our kids. It was too much, and my heart sank because I couldn’t stop this cycle of wanting so much more with him than he would ever be able to give. My phone beeped again.

  Miles: Lawyer Man?

  I didn’t bother with the text when I hit his name to call him.

  “Sexy Lawyer Man?” His words were cautious with his tone and pitch.

  “Hey, Famous, I thought this conversation needed more than texting.”

  He laughed on the other end, a nervous laugh. “Yeah, I think you’re right.”

  I was quiet, giving him a chance to say more, but when he didn’t utter a word, I began, “I was just thinking. I’m already getting attached, and I don’t want to fuck Cami without you. Not saying I won’t because she’s my wife, but, I already have you in our bed, and it’s not fair I’m putting all this on you.”

  He was quiet again when a beep through the phone scared me. He was FaceTiming, and I accepted it, his beautiful face came in view. “Hey.” It was how I answered.

  “Maybe I’m falling a little, too?” It was a question from Miles, not a statement.

  I took in a long, deep breath, and a little smirk peeked through. “But, this is all so new. I don’t want to put the cart before the horse.”

  He threw his head back, his laughter taking over whatever room he was in. Out of the corner of the phone, I saw his piano. He must be in his office. “What’s so funny?”

  “The cart before the horse is such a Dane thing to say, that’s all. You’re so adorable.” A smirk covered his face.

  “Aww, look at your arrogance showing through. Almost missed it a little bit,” I jested. “So what are you doing? Working?”

  He turned around in his chair with the computer in the background. “Just looking at some emails. My agent is working a deal for me. It’s not perfect yet, but I’m hoping he can get it to what I want.”

  “I have a feeling you get your way a lot,” I began. “So tell me about this deal.”

  He rolled his neck, working out the kinks if I were to venture a guess. “I’m sort of superstitious about sharing my deals until the ink dries, but you will be one of the first I tell about this, and we’ll celebrate.”

  “Oh, yeah, what are we going to do?” My innuendo was obvious.

  He gave me his lopsided smirk that caused my manhood to come alive. “Why don’t you show me what you’d like me to do?” he suggested, but I couldn’t read his expression. “Go lock the door, Sexy Lawyer Man. I want to have some fun. This won’t count as fucking.”

  I stood immediately, leaving my phone on the bed. I loved how he bossed me around or how it excited me to give up that power to him. But only to him. When I grabbed my phone, I was naked, and I pointed the camera down to my very erect cock. “I like it when you tell me what to do.” I hadn’t started to stroke it, not yet.

  “I love that you do, both you and Cam.” Miles’s breathing was labored. “With one hand, grab your dick, and with the other, move the camera so I can see you. Take long pulls of it, and I want to hear what it does to you.” His words left me with the desire to jack off so quick, to bring myself to pleasure, but I waited for more of his orders.

  “What are you going to do?” I asked, though I couldn’t see him. I was obeying his commands, my hand stroking the shaft of my cock so slowly.

  “Oh, I’m going to do the same thing after you are done in order for you to watch.” He elicited a very long whimper from deep inside me. “Don’t forget the top of your cock. I want to see that pre-cum.”

  Oh, hell, his words alone would have me erupting all over the place. “Yeah, like that, Sexy Lawyer Man.” And the show continued as my motions were slow but methodic. “What would you rather have on your cock beside your hand?”

  “Your mouth.” I didn’t have to think. I’d given him a blowjob the other night, but Miles had not had the chance to reciprocate then, though his mouth on my cock had always been memorable.

  “Oh, you didn’t take long.” I wanted to hurry my strokes, but I couldn’t. I wanted him to know I trusted him. Miles continued to speak, and I coveted every word. “You sure know what you want. But fuck, one look at you and Cami, and I think I know what I want, too.”

  The intimacy of his words had my heart aching for his physical touch when his demands continued when he commanded, “Speed up, Dane, I want to see you really work that cock of yours and fast.”

  Miles’s demand was so authoritative. My groans and whimpers increased. “Come—do it now. I have to see what I do to you.” It was with his permission that I came so hard and so fast, I turned around and fell on my bed.

  I grabbed the phone to tell him it was his turn, but he was one step ahead of me.

  26

  Miles

  Holy fuck, I just watched him as he came all over his hand. He’d been standing, so I assumed he had quite the little sticky mess to clean up. But I couldn’t wait. I pulled down my own pants and returned the favor as he now watched me jack off for him.

  “Dane, you watching this?” I asked, my camera already in my hand pointing toward my cock.

  “Shit, I love your cock. More so, I wish it was inside me.”

  “Yeah, man, I wish I was inside you, too.” I was barely able to croak out because his words had undone me. I wasn’t far from exploding all over the place, and the thought of Cami walking in on me at any moment made it all the more forbidden. But I was into so much kinky shit, like this.

  “Tell me what you wish you could do right now?” Dane asked.

  Oh, it was not a hard question, and I had an easy answer. “I want to be fucking you while I’m eating your beautiful wife out.” Logistically, it would be a challenge, but I was always up for a good. challenge

  “Yeah, I’d love to see that.” Oh, he had the same logistical concerns, but hell, I’d find a way to make it happen.

  “Don’t doubt me.” I was speaking with him like it was an everyday conversation, and not like I was about to make myself come with him watching me. And when I thought this, I knew I couldn’t hold on any further. “I’m about to come.” I was in my chair, and I’d have the same issue as Dane, and I’d have to clean my floor afterward. I didn’t make a lot of noise when I came, but I sure heard on the other end how turned on Dane was again.

  Moving the phone to my face and seeing Dane’s own face caused me not to just smile but almost bubble with giddiness. “Shit, if I can’t have you, this is a close second.” And with what we shared, it was more intimate with so much vulnerability now existing between us, which hadn’t always been absent before but was even a little more evident.

  Dane and I talked for another hour on FaceTime, sharing goals, family dynamics, his first meeting with Cami, the birth of their children, and so much more. I explained a little about my parents, but it would take us years to even scratch the surface of those assholes. Through it all, we found out both of us were avid tennis players. Of course, both of us claimed we could kick the other’s ass. But it gave us commonality.

  “Hey, I haven’t even checked on Cam yet.” It was close to eleven, and I was surprisingly tired.

  Dane started, “I want to see her, even if it’s dark. Just make sure she’s okay, and I’ll let you go.” Dane’s words tugged at my heart. He loved his wife so fucking deep, it tore a hole in my own heart. To be loved like that was the dream at one point. Maybe it was again.

  Opening the door to the guest room, the bed was empty, and the lights were still on. Well, great, I was going to have to tell Dane I lost his wife, but then a thought occurred to me. Cami thought I was right behind her. I opened the double doors to my room, and the bedside light was still on but curled almost like a ball was my beautiful Curly Sue.

  Turning the camera back toward me, I whispered, “She’s in my bed.” I would, as I had been since they started to soften my heart, give him the final choice. “Listen, babe, I had no idea.” Did I just call Dane babe? It surprised him, too, but his smirk told me he liked it. I stammered because what could I say. I wanted both of them to be my babes.

  “Listen, Lawyer Man, I can sleep in the guest room tonight,” I offered.

  He didn’t hesitate with his answer. “No, curl up next to Cami. Have fun with some touching if you want, but just no insertion of body parts.” His sexy smirk made me want to physically touch him, and in it, and his offer of sleeping close to his wife, he had just stolen yet another piece of my heart.

  Something hit me in the face. I opened my eyes, ready to fight, but it was only the soft ivory arms of Cami as she scooted closer to me. She was too cute. Her little nose was twitching, and she was talking gibberish in her sleep.

  I laid down, letting her work herself as close to me as she could get. I didn’t want to move, only watched her. Her fingers curled as though she was gripping for something when she turned on her side. A wickedly beautiful smile spread across her face, and she opened her eyes suddenly. The naughty little girl was messing with me, but when her fingers worked their way to my boxers, she made her intentions clear. It was my turn to make mine clear, too.

  “According to your hubby, no insertion of body parts.” Her hair was fanned over the pillow on my bed, and a loud giggle left her mouth with a little snort accompanying it.

  “Ah, that sounds like Dane, but I wouldn’t have sex without him here anyway. However, it still allows us to have some fun.”

  She was on her knees, and I hadn’t given her any direction, but this was fine with me. Her hands curled around my hard as steel cock and worked it slowly up and down. “What time did you make it to bed? I was out the second my head hit the pillow.”

  I found it odd, this very common conversation as she gave me a hand job. “I can’t give you a blowjob, with the whole insertion of body parts rule and all, but I can make you feel good.” I hadn’t answered her, nor did I want to think of it.

  “So what did you do last night?” My eyes rolled back in my head.

  “You are sure chatty as you’re about to make me come.” This minx didn’t say anything as her eyes locked with my own. “I spoke with your husband for a while last night.”

  “Oh, yeah?” she asked, grabbing for my balls and squeezing them while I attempted to hold off my orgasm. “So what did you two do?”

  I moved my eyes to the ceiling when I replied, “Lots of things but….we did masturbate with one another on FaceTime.” Her groan filled my room.

  “Oh, yeah? Tell me what you did. And look at me when you do.”

  I didn’t have a chance when her legs straddled my chest, and she worked her cute little cunt over my face. But she wasn’t lowering herself on me. She moved her fingers back and worked her clit as I could only watch.

  “Lower your sweet ass, I’m hungry,” I demanded.

  “No can do. You can’t tell me what you and my husband did if your mouth is on me.” My hand reached for her ass, giving her a gentle spank for disobeying me, but her eyes searched my own.

  “Oh, you think that will deter me? Hell, it only turns me on. Now speak, you sexy bastard, so I can get both you and me off at the same time.”

  Hell, this woman was pulling at my heartstrings. She was sexy, sassy, and sweet. Three of the most dangerous words when it came to women claiming one’s heart, and she was doing it second by second.

  27

  Cami

  After our morning of foreplay and many orgasms, I pulled my ass out of bed. I would have loved to stay a little longer, and though Dane’s little surprise was necessary, I had to get back to the job of motherhood.

  I was enjoying a long warm shower when Miles surprised me. “Hey, you can join me, but I don’t have time to do anything else.” As it was, I was running a little late, hoping to get out of the city by seven thirty.

  “Well, you’re already late,” he began, bringing me into a kiss. “You know, we owe your hubby a big thank you.” He grabbed for the soap and twisted me around. “Let me get your back.”

  He didn’t stray from simply washing it, though he did kiss it a couple of times. “Let me ask you a question?” He twisted me back around, his body flushed with my own. “How do you do this? I mean, he knows you’re here with me, and he’s not jealous. Some would consider this cheating.”

  I placed my hand on his chest. “I guess if I did this behind his back, or if we did this all the time. We weren’t made to be swingers.” This elicited a little deep chuckle from the naked actor. “And we wouldn’t do this very long. We’ve discussed this in the past, making sure whoever we bring in, we can have a one-on-one relationship because if you and I can’t be together without Dane as a part of us, then it would never work long-term.” Leaning in, I gave him a sweet kiss on the cheek. “Are you afraid we’re cheating on each other?”

  His tender hand caressed my cheek. “No, it’s not that. I don’t want to do anything, and I mean, anything that would hurt you.” I took a step backward, his face searching mine for any sort of reaction.

 

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