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“I’m never moving again.”
It had been a week since Chloe turned in the keys to her apartment. She’d just unpacked the last box that afternoon and Jesse was talking about moving. Again.
He ignored her protest. “When do you come off tour, Tay—April?”
“Yes. April.”
Chloe didn’t want to think about that. Not yet anyway. After the holidays, Venery was going back out on the road to tour for three long months. She was going to miss him and…the images she saw on google flashed in her head. The after-parties. The beautiful people. Groupies. She trusted Taylor. She did. The groupies not so much. But it was only October. She just wasn’t going to think about it yet.
“See, babe? You’ve got about six months before you even have to think about packing a box.” He smirked. “We’ll start house-hunting when Tay gets home. I want a backyard.”
“I want a bigger bed.” Taylor winked.
Chloe playfully swatted him. “I’m the one who gets squished between you big oafs.”
“Are you complaining, cherry cake?” His arm came around her shoulders, pulling her into him, and he ruffled her hair.
“No.” She giggled and picked up her iPad from her lap.
Taylor laid his head on her shoulder. “Studying?”
“Shopping.”
His finger trailed up and down her arm. “What for?”
“A dress for the ball.”
A masquerade ball. The club held the lavish event every year for Halloween. Between the move and work and classes, Chloe hadn’t had the chance to even start looking for the perfect thing to wear and she only had two weeks left to find it. Sexy dress. Elaborate mask. Shouldn’t be too difficult, right?
Taylor pried the iPad from her hands and set it down on the bedside table. He reached around her to tap Jesse on the shoulder. “We’re going shopping tomorrow.”
Did she hear him right?
“Okay, babe.”
He settled his head back on her shoulder. “Now where was I?” And his lips brushed along the column of her neck as his fingers lightly brushed across her tummy to join hands with Jesse.
She closed her eyes and smiled.
This was her life now.
Every woman should be so cared for. So loved. Chloe knew that one day they’d face narrow-minded ridicule for their choices, their relationship, their sexuality. Right then she didn’t care about one day because she was happy now. They were happy. She loved Jesse. She loved Taylor. She loved their life together.
“Mo ghrá thú.”
I love you.
Jesse kissed the skin beneath her ear. Their joined hands parted to trail down her belly, caressing her skin together. Without conscious thought she lifted her hips and parted her thighs, wet with anticipation, eager for their touch.
The silk chemise she wore was lifted away and cool air washed over her nipples. Then in stark contrast, hot, wet mouths covered them. Chloe held their heads to her breasts, pulling at their hair, as they suckled. Lips tugging. Teeth grazing. Nothing could ever compare to this.
Hands firmly gripped her thighs and pushed them apart even wider. Callused fingers circled her clit while two smooth fingers filled her. Chloe let go of their hair and grasped a thick hard cock in each hand. Still, they suckled. No, nothing would ever come anywhere close to this.
Jesse thrust his fingers roughly in and out as Taylor vigorously rubbed her clit and her thighs began to shake. Taylor lifted his head from her breast to murmur low and deep in that voice that alone could make her come, “Fly, little bird.”
She soared.
They knelt on either side of her. Their engorged cocks throbbed in her hands. She could feel the swell of their veins pulse beneath the silky rock-hard flesh. Like a precious offering, Jesse fed his fingers to Taylor and he voraciously sucked them, dripping with her sweetness, into his mouth. From her vantage point, looking up at them, it was so beautiful to see.
