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It was easy to lose myself in imagining how good Brooke felt wrapped around me. Of being watched. This time, when Brooke came, she was loud. She let out an incredible scream of pleasure that rocketed through me and tugged at my mounting need.
One of the incredible things about a fantasy was no condoms required. I spilled inside her, pumping until I was spent.
When imaginary-Adam approached, I slid to the floor on my knees and took him in my mouth, sucking until he finished in my mouth.
In real life, need tightened in my balls, pressure building with anticipation. My legs wobbled when I came. A sticky mess splashed on the wall and coated my hand, and I kept pumping until it was too much.
I needed either Brooke or Adam here. Or both.
Or neither. Last night was just sex. Hell, it wasn’t even that. It was an orgasm for Brooke, and if my hand was good enough for her, it worked for me too. And the next time wouldn’t mean any more than the last time.
I finished my shower and dressed with a tuneless song bouncing in my thoughts.
Adam wasn’t in the kitchen. Or his bedroom. Not surprising, given his excitement for the discovery, and the fact that it was after nine.
The nameless song looped in my head, and I hummed to myself as I headed downstairs. Adam’s voice drifted toward me as I walked toward the shop, and mingled with the fantasy from the shower. How many lessons, until Brooke was comfortable letting him join us?
How many lessons would there be, total? Should I put a cap on things?No more orgasms after Lesson Five?Five definitely felt low.
Brooke’s laugh reached my ears, mingled with Adam’s, and a weird spike jabbed my chest. I shoved it aside and joined the two of them in the main shop. “Morning.”
The flush that spread across Brooke’s face and her soft smile held a whole new meaning this morning.
“Dude, you need to check the store’s voicemail.” Adam jerked his head toward the front door. “And look.”
Huh? I followed his nod, to see five people waiting outside the shop, none of them familiar. We didn’t open for half an hour, and the lights were still off in here, but that didn’t stop one of the visitors from pressing his hands and face to the glass and peering inside.
“What’s going on?” I asked.
“Messages first,” Adam said.
This was getting weird. It was a rare day that we had one message, and this morning there were five. All of them asking about specific pieces of the new furniture.
I was listening to the last one, when Aubrey called my cell. I answered. “What’s up?”
“I have people calling me, asking aboutthe dresses in the video. What video?”
I looked at Adam, who was watching me with a self-satisfied expression, and put Aubrey on speaker so she could hear me ask him, “What video?”
“I posted a teaser online, last night, of what we talked about. Highlights of the stuff we found, with a note that said a full series was coming soon. I woke up to over two-hundred thousand views.” Adam grinned.
“You didn’t tell me that. Congratulations.” Brooke’s enthusiasm was palpable.
And alluring. What would it take to make her this kind of excited more often?
Adam’s smile grew. “I wanted to tell everyone at once. It killed me to sit on that. You need to wake up earlier, dude.”
“She’s right—that’s amazing,” Aubrey said. “But what am I supposed to tell these people who are calling me? One said she was driving in from Ely and hoped I still had something to see when she got here.”
Ely Nevada was more than six hours away.—the fuck?This was awesome publicity, but there was no way I was set up to receive the business. “I can’t let people wander around that basement. It’s barely safe for us.” And I didn’t have the room to bring so many pieces up here. “What did you show in the preview?”
Adam sent Aubrey the link, and she said she’d be over as soon as she’d watched it and processed. Then he pulled the video up for us. The three of us huddled around his phone was cozy, but there were other things to focus on.
Fortunately, the short video only highlighted a few pieces. When Aubrey showed up, coming in through the rear entrance to avoid the small crowd, we had twenty minutes until we both opened our doors. I pointed to her and Brooke. “You two carry the applicable clothing over to Aubrey’s. Adam and I will haul up the furniture in question.”
Brooke gave a lazy salute. “Yes sir.”
I did like the way she said that.
