Page 22 of Learning to Run

“I could do some laundry?” I was serious but Cashelimmediately shook his head.

“No, it’ll be fine. The guy just smiles and waves now. Hewon’t be shocked.” Cashel was still in a huff about it, but I just saw it asour neighbors being helpful and nonjudgmental…besides, Cashel was sexy when hewas in a snit.

“I’ll go up and get you clothes in the morning if you makeout with Bates.” Gareth’s slightly sleepy-sounding bribe had both Cashel and megoing still, which Gareth didn’t seem to notice as he yawned. “I…I want towatch and you haven’t come.”

Seemed like a fair trade to me, but I waited to see whatCashel would say to the adorable manipulation.

He snorted.

“You can’t bribe people like that. It’s rude.” Cashel’soffended tone made Gareth grin, looking even more tired somehow.

“No, it’s a trade. That’s polite. It’s like saying I’ll doyour chores if you do mine.” He shrugged, ignoring Cashel’s sigh. “And I gotspanked, so I should get whatever I want. I didn’t ask anyone to make medessert or buy me new toys. I just want to see my boyfriends have…hmm…is ithaving sex if you’re just making out and orgasming?”

“Yes.”

“No.”

Our conflicting answers had Gareth giggling again and Cashellooked over at me curious. Shrugging, I explained my thoughts. “It’s about theintent and the connection. We have both of those, so it doesn’t matter if Tab Aisn’t going into Slot B.”

Back to looking punch-drunk, my explanation made Garethsnicker. “I want Tab B going into Slot A and Tab A going into Slot C.”

I lost complete track of what he actually wanted to see andexperience, but whatever Cashel thought he’d heard made him blush…and Garethwas back to giggling.

“No Tabs in Slots.” Cashel managed a cheeky response eventhough his face was still pink. “You’re a menace.”

No, he was just hoping for a good show and to push hisboyfriends along a bit.

It was understandable but all I was willing to do at themoment was the show portion of his fantasies because I could make that happenwithout Tabs going into Slots.

“He’s still on a high.” I leaned over to Gareth and gave hima kiss, winking and hoping he’d know to behave. “But I think he’s right aboutone thing, I’m severely deficient in Cashel cuddles.”

That got an eye roll from Cashel but he didn’t protest whenI turned toward him and stretched out over him. We both ignored Gareth’spleased sigh. He was definitely happy he’d gotten at least part of his wishlist but now was not the time to give him attention.

“Gareth got all your loves today.” Pouting and making himfight off a smile, I sighed. “I didn’t even get kisses for all the hard work Idid spanking him.”

That earned me another eye roll, but he wrapped his armsaround me and sighed. “I guess you have a point.”

So much sass.

“But…I didn’t get nearly enough attention for slaving awayin the kitchen.” He was just looking for a reason to get a reward and confusionflashed over his face when I made a Gareth-level sigh because it was just sosweet.

“No one has ever cooked in my kitchen for me before.” Givinghim a quick peck as his eyes went wide, I shrugged. “Even when I was living onmy own after my bachelor's, guys wanted to be taken out for dinner or for me tocook for them. No one ever took care of me like that before.”

As Gareth made more awed sounds like we were the cutestthing he’d ever seen, Cashel licked his lips. “I liked taking care of you, buthonestly, it just felt right.”

“Everything feels right with you.” As I gave him anotherkiss, I felt Gareth’s toes stroke my leg, his silent way of making sure I knewhe’d felt included too.

Making love to Cashel’s mouth, I nibbled on his lips andstroked my tongue against his. I could’ve stayed like that all night but we’dboth been hard for years at this point, and Gareth was going to start snoringat any second.

So when I pulled back, I kissed along his jaw and startedworking my way lower down his neck. Cashel was making soft, needy sounds andGareth had gone very quiet. He was a smart cookie when he wanted to be.

Cashel was so lost in the kisses and whatever was goingthrough his head, that it took him a lot longer than I thought it would for himto realize my goal. It wasn’t until I was nuzzling my way down his chest thatsomething clicked in his head.

He sucked in a breath, sounding surprised, but his hipsthrust up against my chest, begging for me to go faster. I decided to listen tohis dick since his mouth hadn’t safeworded and I stayed right on target as Iran my hands over his chest.

By the time I made my way down to his cock, it was achinglyhard again and Cashel had spread his legs, begging wordlessly. His whimperswere sexy and utterly adorable but it was the way he was looking at me that wasabsolutely perfect.

Gareth might’ve been his best friend but Cashel looked at melike I hung the moon.

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