Tied with Me (With Me in Seattle, #6)

“Yeah.” He grins and shrugs. “I told you, we’re a big group.”


“Wow. It must be fun to always have that many people around.” I settle my head back on his chest and feel the tears threaten again. I don’t know what it’s like to have that kind of support system. I made the choice to live far from my family long ago, and I certainly don’t have a circle of friends that big.

“It can be a pain in the ass, too.” He laughs. “They’re all nosy, so you’ll get a lot of questions.”

“How do you want me to answer them?” I ask.

“Honestly, of course.” He tilts my head back and frowns down into my eyes. “Why would you ask that?”

“They’re going to want to know how we met,” I remind him. “Especially the girls.”

He sobers, as though he hadn’t thought of that. “Just tell them we met at a party. That isn’t a lie.”

“Okay.” I nod. It’s true, we did meet at a party. “So, your family doesn’t know about your…preferences?”

“My brothers know some,” he replies and pushes his fingers through my short hair. “Caleb knows more than the others.”

“I won’t say anything you don’t want me to,” I assure him.

“What happens between you and me behind closed doors is our business, Nic. It’s no different than me asking Will if he likes to use toys when he fucks Meg. I’d never ask that. It’s none of my business.”

I wrinkle my nose at him and giggle. “I don’t think I want to know.”

“Trust me, neither do I. Although, I should warn you, the girls like to talk about orgasms and sex in general when they get together and alcohol is involved. But it’s always in generalities, not specific to their relationships.”

“Of course they do,” I reply with a scoff. “We’re women.”

He closes his eyes and sighs deeply. “You’ll get along fine.”

I grin and kiss his chest.

“Are you sleepy?” he asks.

“A little.”

“How is your head?”

“Better.”

“What do you usually do before you fall asleep?” he asks and kisses my forehead.

“I read.”

He glances around my room and spies my e-reader on my bedside table, picks it up and raises an eyebrow in question.

“You want to read to me?” I ask with a laugh.

“Sure.” He wakes up the tablet, and the book I’ve been reading is immediately displayed. “Do you mind?”

I bite my lip and look from my book to his face and back again. If I remember correctly, things were getting very interesting in the story when I put it down the night before.

“It’s a romance novel,” I warn him.

“I don’t mind.”

“Okay.” I shrug and settle in next to him, where I can watch his face as he reads. “Read on.”

“What’s this called?” he asks and looks into my eyes.

“Kaleb. It’s by Nicole Edwards.”

“One of your favorite authors?”

“Yes. Bailey recommended her to me a few months ago. She’s excellent.”

“Okay, here we go.” He clears his throat and begins to read.



“Lean into me,” Gage told her, and she did as she was told. It didn’t take a rocket scientist—or someone who had done this before—to know what they were getting ready to do. Had she not been on the verge of begging them to fuck her into oblivion, she might’ve been worried.

Kaleb’s warm mouth trailed kisses down her spine as she continued to impale herself on Gage’s cock. She couldn’t quicken her pace because both men were controlling her movements, and she was beginning to get frustrated. Then, just when she was about to tell them to get on with it, something cool slid down the crack of her ass, followed by a warm finger.



“Interesting,” Matt mumbles. He tosses me a curious look and settles down deeper into the bed to keep reading. His voice is deep, and the sound of him reading the erotic images is turning me on.

Big-time.



Kaleb’s big hand pressed down on her back, flattening her against Gage and holding her still. She was filled entirely with Gage’s iron hard erection, and Kaleb was teasing her anus with a gel slicked finger.

“Oh!” Damn, it felt good. “More.” Zoey wondered if she’d ever be able to look at either of them again after this. They’d turned her into a wanton slut in just the last hour, proven by her begging.

When Kaleb’s finger slid into her, Zoey tensed momentarily, her body instinctively trying to force out the intrusion.

“Relax for me, baby,” Kaleb said, his mouth shockingly close to her ear. “Let me fuck your beautiful ass, Zoey.”



Matt clears his throat again and lowers the tablet to his side, watching me carefully. “Does this turn you on?”

“It’s hot,” I reply. Fuck, yes, it turns me on!

“Is a threesome something you’re interested in?” His eyes are hot, watching me intently, and I wrinkle my forehead as I think of my answer.

“I think it’s something that most women fantasize about, wonder what it would feel like. Having two men focus entirely on her pleasure.” I shrug and blush. “But I’m way too shy for that.”

He sets the tablet on the bedside table and rolls toward me, facing me but not touching me.

“There are other ways to feel what it would be like to have sex with two men at once.”

I frown in confusion.

“Let me make this clear right now, little one.” He cups my cheek in one palm and holds me in his intense gaze. “I will never share you. The thought of someone else touching you doesn’t sit well with me, and I’m not interested in watching you with someone else. That isn’t my kink, and I won’t allow it.”

He drags his fingertips down my cheek and over my neck then cups my breast in his palm, making my legs squirm against the dull ache that has settled between them. “But, I can use toys, or even my own fingers, to give you the same full feeling.”

My eyes widen on his. Is he serious?

“Have you ever had anal sex, Nic?”

“No,” I whisper.

“Are you interested?”

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