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Roughly, they grabbed each other by the hair and kissed, sharing the taste of her with their tongues.
So fucking beautiful.
She could cry.
Taylor gently peeled her hand from his dick. He kissed her knuckles and placed her hand on her breast. Without having to utter a word, Jesse bent his head and sucked Taylor into his mouth until his cock all but disappeared. She closed her eyes and pinched her nipple.
When she opened them again, Jesse was positioned between her legs, fisting his cock in his hand. Taylor remained beside them and watched as Jesse’s first thrust filled her. She gasped at his delicious invasion of her body. The tingle started anew and Taylor lined up behind Jesse.
She always knew the very moment the three of them were connected. The current in the air changed as its electrical charge flowed into them. Moved through them. Taylor drove into Jesse and in turn Jesse plunged inside her. Deep groans mingled with the higher pitch of her cries.
Jesse held her body to his, his face nuzzled into the curve of her neck as he pumped in and out of her. Taylor covered them both. His hips flexed into Jesse. His fingers interlaced with hers. He rubbed his cheek against Jesse’s and kissed the side of his mouth he could reach before he moved his lips to hers.
“I love you,” he grunted out as he came.
Chloe didn’t know if he said it to her or to Jesse. Maybe it was to them both. And she didn’t care. Because while she loved each man as an individual being, together that love was magnified, intensified in such a way that it transcended the physical. Some would call it cosmic. Spiritual. She would call it bliss, pure and simple.
This was heaven.
This was euphoria.
This was how they loved.
It was warmer than usual for late October, but the air had a damp chill to it regardless. Jesse grabbed Chloe’s coat from the closet and laid it out on the back of the sofa for her. She was still in their bedroom getting ready for the ball. Their bedroom. The thought of it warmed his insides. A lot had changed in six months and he’d never been so happy in his entire life.
He had Taylor, and he had Chloe, in his heart and in his bed and in his home. They were his home and soon they’d buy a big house together to create a life in. A house they’d fill with lots of babies, lots of love, and a lifetime of memories. They’d plant a garden. Get a dog—maybe two. This was all he’d ever wanted. It was everything he’d wished for, and it was all coming true.
What’s meant for you won’t pass by you.
He smiled.
Dressed in black from head to toe, Taylor came in through the front door with his mask in one hand and a cold bottle of champagne in the other. He’d gone upstairs to his place to shower and change for the club. His ebony hair was loose and flowing past his shoulders like always, but it looked different somehow. His usual head of tousled messy curls was wavy and…fluffy?
Nice!
His dick was already hard. Jesse took the bottle from his hand and snaked his arm around his neck, pulling him to his mouth. He kissed him long enough and hard enough so that he left his lips swollen and puffy when they pulled apart. “What’d you do to your hair, babe?”
“What?” Taylor pushed the long dark strands back with his fingers. “Washed it. Dried it. Same as always.”
“Dried it?” Jesse smirked. “Like with a blow dryer?”
“It was a brush thingamabob…” He nodded with a shrug. “…with a dryer attached to it. Chloe left it in the bathroom.”
Jesse couldn’t contain it. He burst out laughing and walked into the kitchen to get some glasses for the champagne. Taylor followed him. “What’s so funny?”
“Girls use that thingamabob…” He set the flutes on the island and ran his fingers through Taylor’s locks. “…to make their hair, umm, fluffy. It’s a good look on you, babe. I like it.”
“Fuck off, Jesse.” He had an amused smirk on his face. “Where’s cherry cake? Still primping?”
As if on cue, the tap of Chloe’s heels on hardwood could be heard from the hallway. Jesse looked over Taylor’s shoulder as he poured the champagne and watched her walk into the room. Fucking stunning. Her nutmeg hair hung in loose curls over her breasts encased in a tasteful red silk bustier top. She paired it with a slinky black skirt. Stiletto-heeled ankle boots. He smiled as he thought of their shopping trip with Chloe. She must have rejected at least a dozen dresses before she found what she considered classy not trashy. Never mind this was for Halloween at a sex club.
Taylor turned around. “Meow!”
Chloe adjusted the black and silver sequined kitty-cat mask that covered the top half of her face, and purred. Then she giggled. “Handsome devils.” She kissed Taylor on the cheek and took the glass Jesse handed her, bracelets jingling on her wrist.
Jesse glanced at his watch and chuckled. They had another fifteen minutes before the car arrived to take them to the club and here was Chloe, ready ahead of schedule. He came around the island and with an arm around Taylor, softly kissed her lips. Then he raised his glass. “Oíche Shamhna Shona Daoibh!”
“Cheers!”
