Of course, those two had quickly fallen head over boot, and Wylie was a great guy. Things worked out.
We always watched out for each other. It was impossible not to. I knew Billie would only mention something if she was worried about me.
The thing was, I thought I was hiding my secret desires a little better than that.
But, if Billie was mentioning it to me, that meant I wasn't hiding my desires wellatall. It also meant that other people were probably picking up on it, as well.
The last thing that I wanted was to make Pris or Sky feel uncomfortable. Especially with the position I was in, being the one who ran the ranch. And also being a man. I recognized the privilege I had and with the power dynamics too, I just didn’t want to ever do anything to cause harm to the people I cared about.
But I'd be a damn liar if I didn't admit that I've been thinking about the two of them.
It’d been a long time since I let my desires run free.
Sky was the spark, but now the two of them were a wildfire spreading across my heart. My cock stirred as a thought of being with them both, of getting on my knees to worship their bodies.
I knew Pris would be the one to take control. While we’d never talked in depth about sex or BDSM, we’d touched on the topic here and there over the years and she’d told me she enjoyed Domming. There were nights I'd lay awake wondering what it would be like to be with her. I’d never had a partner who wanted to take the reins, but I was a switch, and there was a first time for everything. I trusted Priscilla explicitly, too.
If ever given the chance to be with her, I’d kneel for her in a heartbeat.
But what about Sky?
Based on my interactions with them, if I had to guess, I'd say that they were more submissive behind closed doors.
More than anything, I wished I could explore those parts of ourselves with each other. Exploring kink and BDSM was something I rarely got to do, and I always yearned for those opportunities. They were hard to come by, given where I lived.
Maybe just for tonight, I'd let myself imagine those scenarios all the way through. Please myself, get it out of my system, and move on—going back to the man who didn't daydream about being with two people who would never look at him that way.
I had too much going on, didn't I? Too much going on to be a good partner to anyone.
Pris and Sky deserved a good partner that could give them the whole world.
Someone better than me.
I pushed back from my desk and stood up, rolling my shoulders back and trying to release some of the stress I felt. And of course, I looked back out the window—but this time, Sky and Pris weren’t there.
Where’d they go?
Knock, knock.I spun around and my breath whooshed out.
Sky stood there, a ray of sunshine. Bright smile, bright eyes, even brighter hair.
“Hi,” I breathed out.
“Howdy, Beau.” They leaned against the door frame. “I wanted to see if I could use the internet in here? I need to get some work done on my laptop if that's okay. I helped out Pris with the garden, and she told me I could go do whatever I needed to do . . .”
“Oh,” I said. “Of course. You don’t need my permission.”
I looked around, suddenly embarrassed by how messy it was in here with all the countless notebooks and papers and pens everywhere over the desktop. There was a spare chair in the corner, and I went to it quickly, hauling it to the desk.
“You don't need to make space for me,” they said. “I can always sit on the floor.”
“You're not sitting on the floor,” I snorted. “I have plenty of space for you.”
They let out a soft laugh, and that broke whatever tension I was feeling. I paused for a second, closing my eyes as I felt a smile emerge.
“Sorry,” I drawled. “I’m a little all over the place today. And for whatever reason, when you're in my presence, it makes it even worse.”
Oh. I'd really just said that.
