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But one thing he knew for sure: it should’ve been him in that room playing with Erin. Not Ford.

Chapter Thirteen

Ford hadno idea what was waiting for them on the other side of the door. He and Erin planned today’s session on purpose. They also left the blinds open with the hope that Dylan would see them.

The other night, after dinner and sex, they laid in bed discussing how they could convince Dylan to join them. Since the three of them all wanted each other, it only made sense to do it as a throuple and not individual couples.

However, Dylan might not see it that way.

Of course, Erin once again expressed her concern. “My worry is that if our plan doesn’t work and this ends up as a messy triangle, the easy relationship you and I have could be destroyed.”

“Don’t let it.”

She rolled her eyes at his response. “Yes, because words are always stronger than emotions.”

Ford now realized, after seeing the expression on Dylan’s face when he closed the blinds, her apprehension the other night was certainly valid. This plan could either work or go horribly wrong. In the end, they decided it was a risk both were willing to take.

He took his time releasing Erin, making sure her extremities weren’t numb, cleaning her up, then using ointment to soothe the raised, red stripes on her ass. He also watched her down his required bottle of water.

After helping her dress, he pulled her into an embrace, palmed her ass and squeezed. “Does it still burn?” he asked when she flinched.

“A little.”

He squeezed again, more gently this time. “Good. That means every time you sit for the next few hours, you’ll think of me and what I did to you.”

A soft smile filled her face. “That I will.”

“I think I’ll cane you next time instead of using the crop. I might even do your back and thighs.”

She pulled in a shuddered breath. Not from fear but excitement. “I think the crop was the right decision today, though. It left just enough of a mark on me for him to see it.”

To not only see it, but Ford was sure Dylan would have a strong opinion on it. “Will you talk to him?”

“Yes, but not today.” She glanced toward the door. “Do you think he’s still out there?”

“Not sure. It depends on his reaction to what he saw. He had no idea you were into impact play, right?”

“I didn’t tell him. Just like he didn’t tell me he was bi.”

When she chewed on her bottom lip, he pulled back and stared into her face. “What?”

“Should I feel bad about this whole plan?”

“No. He’s a big boy. Me thinks him coming up with this adult resort idea means he’s done a lot of naughty things with a lot of naughty people. He can handle what we did.” He paused as he considered what could happen if Dylan decided he didn’t want a threesome with them. “Even if the three of us don’t end upplaying together, would you stop being with me if he forced you to choose?”

She shook her head. “You’ve been my rock when you didn’t need to be. In contrast, he ran off for bigger and better things, leaving me behind. At the time, that made me feel small and unworthy. I know better now, but even so, I’m not giving you up, Ford, not even for Dylan.”

That was the answer he hoped to hear. “It’s the same for me.”

“What if he has no interest in what we want?”

“Then we would have to decide if separate relationships between us would work. Or if it would destroy our individual relationships like you mentioned the other night.”

“I don’t want him to get hurt by this whole idea.”

“I don’t want him to get hurt, either. Hell, I don’t wantanyof us to get hurt. This is about pleasure, not pain.”

Her lips tipped up. “Well…”

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