“That’s a non-issue for Wyatt, since it’ll be his first time, too. But I got tested twice last year. And since then, it’s just been me, my hand, and fantasies of you learning all the ways to make my cock hard.”
“Fantasies of me?”
“Bent over your desk, showing me your pink slit. Climbing up my body to sit on my face. With your wet little tongue—”
“Okay,” she breathes. “I’ve got the picture.”
Something shifts after that teasing conversation. On the walk back to the cabin, Emily has a new, curious adoration thing going on with Heath. She’s hanging on his every word, giving him her rapt attention as he lays out a plan for the afternoon. A soak in the hot tub, then a trip to the farmers market. He gives her a detailed rundown of all the food options we have for dinner, which is frankly not nearly as interesting as skipping dinner and eating her instead, but I’m just a twenty-nine-year-old virgin who has finally gotten the green light to fuck his secret obsession, so I’m biased.
Then he says she might need a nap after shopping. “You can nap with Wyatt while I make dinner.”
That’s not subtle at all, but I’m not going to argue with him.
I’d love some alone time with her, but I’m pretty sure that, for Emily, we’re a package deal. She likes me a lot, but she likes Heath just as much.
And every time he tries to push her in my direction, she gets a hurt little look on her face.
Maybe because she’s meant to be a Daddy’s girl, through and through. It’s an intoxicating idea.
And there’s my cock again, so hard and ready it’s dripping against my leg. Because there’s no jealousy, only arousal, only an aching pulse to dig deeper into what this could be.
Our girl.
I don’t want to scare her off, but I’m all in. I fell for Emily months ago, and I’ve lived with the knowledge that Heath loves her too. I’ve had time to sit with that—and his secret fantasies, as well.
They don’t turn me off.
Nothing about Emily turns me off. If she’s into it, I’m into it. Watching her climb all over him and be precocious? I want to see that naked. I want to see that at the end of the evening, when she’s teased him all day and he’s pushed to a limit and flips her over and pins her down.
But only if she wants it too. I feel like we have a window of opportunity here, while we’re in Virgin Peak, that might close if we don’t put all our cards on the table.
Heath is more relaxed up here. Like he thinks that what happens in Virgin Peak, stays in Virgin Peak. It won’t, though. I’m not letting her go, and she isn’t going to let him go, and so we’re going to have to figure out a way to keep this going back in Conception Ridge.
Which means being honest with her now, rather than later. I have everything I’ve ever wanted. I think Emily does too. We’ll make sure she does.
So that leaves Heath.
Can we trust Emily with his secret too?