“I had no idea.”
“None?”Bullshit.“He told you we kissed but since he wasn’t sporting a black eye or broken nose, that should’ve told you something.” He tipped his head to the side. “I think you’re covering for him.”
He waited for her response and got nothing in return. It was obvious that she already knew he was bisexual because Ford spilled the beans. Dylan should be pissed about that. Crazy enough, he wasn’t. “I wish you would’ve stayed to watch.”
“Me, too. I’m sure it was…” She waved a hand around before finishing with, “Stimulating.”
Stimulating was the perfect descriptor. At least for Dylan. “I tied him up the same way he had you tied up.”
Her lips parted and a flush rose from the neckline of her sundress all the way into her cheeks.
“Did you… Did he…” She visibly swallowed.
Did the thought of what he did to Ford turn her on? He dropped his gaze to her nipples.
Sure did.
“You should’ve stayed,” Dylan suggested. “You could’ve watched the man who dominates you be dominated.”
“Did he volunteer for that?”
“If you’re asking if I forced him, no. I also gave him an out. He didn’t take it. What does that tell you?”
Her eyes flared with heat and her next words were breathy. “I would’ve liked to have seen that.”
Interesting.
This Erin wasnothinglike he remembered. Of course, he didn’t consider that a bad thing but would’ve preferred to be the one to have introduced her to this lifestyle, not Ford.
Unfortunately, that bell couldn’t be unrung.
Now he wondered, if he had stayed in Fisher Falls and married Erin, would they have ended up as a typical vanilla couple simply going through the motions expected of them? All while hiding their true desires from each other, as well as others?
Most likely.
As much as he hated the fact that Erin married Hart when Dylan bolted after graduation, maybe it was for the best. Their sex life might’ve remained stunted and even slowly soured their relationship.
However, there was no point in what-ifs. They needed to move forward whether he joined the couple or not. Because it was becoming clear, if he wanted Erin, Ford was part of the package.
It also made him wonder about something else…
Ford had sex with Erin. Dylan had sex with Ford. Would Erin fuck Dylan without Ford around? Would this threesome be fluid? Or if he agreed, would they only have sex when it involved all of them at the same time?
He could test that theory. If Erin was willing.
He tucked a thumb under her chin, lifting her face to stare deep into her brown eyes, and lightly brushed his knuckles down her soft, heated cheeks. “Basically, you’re saying I can’t have you for myself and have to share you with Ford?”
He followed the path of her tongue when she licked her lips. “Yes.”
“Every time?”
“I…” Her throat rolled when she swallowed. “I guess it depends. That would be something we’d need to discuss.”
“A discussion like that indicates it wouldn’t only be a one-time thing.”
“Yes,” she answered with a lot more confidence than he expected.
With the blood now rushing to his cock, his growing erection got jammed in an awkward position in his jeans. “We never had sex, Erin. Not once.”