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“No. I want him right here.”
Chloe wanted to feel the hot sun beating on her sweaty oil-slicked skin as Taylor penetrated her. She wanted to feel the summer breeze blow through her hair and touch her nipples. And she wanted Jesse to hold her close to him. So she could taste him.
Her thighs already quivered in anticipation as Jesse slid her bikini bottoms the rest of the way down her legs, leaving her naked and exposed. He stood and lifted her to her knees, his arm banded around her beneath her breasts. Two of his fingers penetrated her wet pussy from behind. Taylor suckled voraciously on a nipple and thrummed her clit.
Chloe held Taylor to her nipple. “Please. God, I’m gonna come.”
He sucked her nipple harder, rubbed her clit faster. Jesse murmured in her ear so low and soft and smooth, “Fuck yeah you are, baby girl.” And his wet fingers sank into her bottom. She seized with the spasms that rocked her body.
Before she could come down from the orgasm, Jesse helped her straddle Taylor’s lap. He sucked the skin at her neck and whispered, “I love you.”
Chloe looked into the warm brown eyes right in front of her. Eyes she knew well having stared at them a million times before. Pools of melted chocolate. Except now he was real—flesh and blood and bone. His gaze met and held hers.
“I want to love you, Chloe.”
Her lips reached for his and she kissed him. It was a start. Their beginning. And she wanted him. Chloe reached behind her to grasp his thick length and slowly lowered herself onto him. Taylor was a hot brand in her ass. He was big and the stretch of tissue burned. She whimpered and panted, needing to take more of him, wanting all of him inside her. His hands slowly smoothed over her back in an attempt to soothe her.
Holding onto his broad shoulders, she lifted up a little and lowered herself onto him farther. She did it again and again until his flesh brushed her cheeks and he was all the way inside her. His arms held her tight against him. Then he started to thrust.
Her ass felt so full, and her pussy oddly empty.
Jesse came to stand behind Taylor, fisting his cock. Chloe could see the precum weeping from the tip and reached for him. She licked the droplets from his crown and rested her cheek against his firm abs, pressing her nose into his groin to inhale him. Sweat. Suntan oil. Male. She took him inside her mouth and sucked.
She sucked him until his cum poured down her throat. Taylor kissed her and they shared Jesse’s cum. The sensation of Taylor in her ass heightened her awareness that the walls of her pussy had nothing to clench onto. It felt odd and she cried out for him to fill it.
Taylor maneuvered her onto the sofa so he was on top. He reached down between their sweat-covered bodies and slid his fingers inside her pussy. It felt like four. Chloe spread her legs wider so she could take him deep inside. His fingers. His cock. He pressed into her clit with his thumb as he twerked his hips. His fingers found her sweet spot and her walls clamped on his fingers.
Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop!
Fingers pinched her nipples. Jesse. She exploded. Hot fluid sprayed onto her belly and molten lava filled her ass.
Taylor lowered his lips to kiss along her jaw and he rasped into her ear, “Just for me, little bird. I want to love you for me.”
Chloe took his face in her hands and she kissed him.
Then she reached for Jesse. They kissed. Three of them together.
For a moment she saw what Jesse did. A house. A dog. Waking up naked between them. Her belly swollen with their baby.
And she made a wish.
Why does summer always seem to fly by? It didn’t seem possible that the night they all watched fireworks out on the lake house deck was almost two months ago. But it was the last day of August, so for all intents and purposes their summer was pretty much over. She and Linnea would start their final year of classes the week after next. They still had tonight, though. And tonight was the night Chloe would finally get to see what was behind the red door.
She had to make sure she was red carpet ready for Brendan’s bacchanalian bash. According to Linnea, who had been assisting with the event planning, anybody who was somebody was on the guest list. Not that Chloe cared about that much. She wasn’t looking to impress anyone, but she was going to the party with Jesse and Taylor. They were somebodies. So while she wasn’t a model or a starlet, she damn sure was going to look like one. Linnea was too.
Having spent the majority of the day at LaPosh on Central getting fluffed, buffed, painted, and polished, the two girls sat side by side in plush reclining chairs, sipping on some hoity-toity sparkling water, the name of which Chloe couldn’t even begin to pronounce, as they waited for their pedicures to dry. Should she tell Linnea about Taylor, that he was her boyfriend too? Thinking the words in her head sounded ridiculous, never mind saying them out loud, but she could say that much without disclosing what Jesse and Taylor were to each other, couldn’t she? It didn’t feel right that the person she was closest to didn’t know. Yet. She imagined that after tonight Linnea would know everything.
Chloe smiled to herself, already feeling the weight of it being lifted from her shoulders. Linnea might have secrets of her own that she guarded, but Chloe could never exist that way. She wanted her relationship with Jesse and Taylor, as unconventional as it might be, out in the open. To live it. Celebrate it. Enjoy it.
The three of them were still in that new relationship energy phase—that’s what Chloe liked to call it. She thought she might have read that somewhere too. They were in that giddy, loved-up, obsessed-with-each-other phase, where everything they did together turned into sex—fucking and sucking, as Taylor liked to say. Not that she minded. She loved how they worshipped her body together. How they pleasured each other. They were easing into their own unique rhythm as a throuple. Stupid word, but was there a better one?
Chloe didn’t think the sex part was a phase though, at least she hoped it wasn’t. Her men—God, was she really thinking of them both as hers? She was beginning to. Jesse and Taylor had been together a long time and still couldn’t get enough of each other. Or her. Touching, not just fucking, but physical displays of affection were the norm for them. A soft caress on the shoulder. A kiss on the forehead. A playful squeeze. What woman wouldn’t flourish with that kind of attention all the time?
So, she was eager to attend the party at the club tonight for many different reasons. For what awaited her behind the red door. To have a night of fun with Linnea and Kyan, Dillon and Brendan. For them to see her with Jesse and Taylor, to see them as together. To meet the rest of the band. The Venery boys were Taylor’s family, as much as Jesse and his cousins were his family, so their acceptance mattered to her.
Chloe turned to Linnea in the chair beside her and grasped her hand, interlacing their fingers. “I love you, Linnie. I hope you know that.”
“Of course I do.” Linnea squeezed her hand. “I love you too, you know.”
