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He stares at me, defeated, and I drop my head.
Blair’s got our cocks hard, but our hearts are breaking, too.
I get it now, thanks to her, why I clung to Amber though we were toxic. Some people would rather be lonely, faking it in a bad relationship than learn to be real, to be alone and happy by themselves.
But Beau’s lonely and alone. Honestly, so am I. And to be real? We’re not happy faking it like this. We’ll never win like this.
Something needs to change.
“You know what really pisses me off?”
He scoffs, “Lately, everything I do.”
“No, Dickweed,” I answer, lowering my voice. “I wish I had a woman like her. One who understands me, who really loves me. One who supports me. Who supports this.” I point between us. “But you’re the lucky dick who does, and she’s right there.” Then I point to her. “She wants you. She loves you. Any man would fucking kill for her. So, like she said, go love her. Go devote yourself to her, you lucky, beautiful asshole.”
He stares at me, and I stare back, shocked by my sudden realization. The one awakening my numb heart, telling him, “You say we can’t be together, but you two can. At least you can be happy. You can have love.” I urge, “Do it for us.”
“Colt.” His face falls. “What about you? What about us?”
“I want us, too. I always will.”
“But what about her?”
“I’m not a fucking idiot like you. I’m not jealous or scared. Blair Monroe is goddamn amazing. I swear, if you don’t claim her, I will.”
His nostrils flare, his glare narrowing and deadly. “She’s fucking mine, Hawke.”
And I laugh because, yes, he’d kill for her. Good. “Then fucking act like it, Bronson!”
“Oh God!” Blair cries out. “Oh God, Beau, yes! Yes! Yes! Make me your slut.”
I groan, rolling my eyes, my cock surging hard again. “I swear, Bronson, if you don’t go in there and fuck that sweet pussy crying your name…”
I open my eyes and turn my focus on Blair’s glass doors. And holy-made-in-our-cock-heaven, she’s on the edge of her bed, facing us now. There’s no silhouette. We can see everything.
The sunlight illuminates her milky thighs spread open. Her luscious, naked, writhing body leans back with one hand propping her up, her other hand gripping a glistening beige dildo, pumping it hard into her pretty pink pussy.
She’s giving us a shameless show, and I growl, “We’ve died and gone to porno heaven.”
“Fuck yes, we have,” Beau agrees.
“Yes.” Blair can hear us. “Look at me, boys. Watch.” Her dark pink nipples are so damn hard, her long black mane so damn sexy. “Watch me be such a dirty little girl for you. I’m so hungry for your cock.”
“Bronson,” I snarl, “if you don’t go in there and give that hot-ass woman the fuck she needs, I swear, I’ll?—”
“Fuck, yes, baby.” But Beau growls, and I know that husky tone. I’ve heard it used with me, so I turn my stare on him and moan.
He’s stroking his cock for her. “Yes, Kitten. That’s it.” He’s taunting her, “Show us. Come on, show us what your naughty little pussy needs. Show us how fucking dirty you are for me.”
Blair can hear him through the glass. She can see him, too. She cries out because Beau’s summoned to her. He wades into shallower water. It laps at his thighs, and oh fuck, we can admire his raging cock choked in his pumping fist, too.
“Damn,” I mutter and don’t care. This is too fucking hot, too taboo, and erotic. I rip my swim trunks open and lie back, watching him, watching her. “Y’all are so fucking hot together.” I make sure they hear me. “Come on. Do it. Give me a dirty show.”
“Yes!” Blair cries out again. She can see Beau jerking off, water sparkling around his tan, shredded thighs, his white bathing suit around his hips while his exposed cock screams hard and hungry for her.
And she can see me with my black trunks open, how I’m proudly jerking off for them, too. My hooded gaze slides from her beautiful pussy fucking a big dildo to Beau, twisting and pumping his hand over his big shaft.
It’s like they’re connected. They’re drawn to each other. They can’t escape their passion.
