Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 62102 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 311(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 207(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 62102 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 311(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 207(@300wpm)
Lorraine finds me watching her and gestures for me to come over. She greets me with a kiss full of fire, and says, “Why don’t you join in?”
When I hesitate for just a beat, she says, “I want your cock in my ass.”
As my eyes widen, my brother, who’s kicked back on the sofa, says, “That’s our girl, asking for exactly what you want. Remember our first date, when you couldn’t even voice a fantasy?”
She beams at the both of us. “Yeah, and now I have an endless supply running through my mind most days.”
Below her, Darian nods, and so do I.
“We all do,” Leo says.
I’ve been fantasizing about taking her back to the beach someday. In fact, I’d like to make that a regular occurrence. I love these group sessions, because seeing her so happy is satisfying, no matter which of us is providing the pleasure. But I also enjoy time alone with her, when I find it easier to talk with her and get to know her even better.
The other guys have taken her out individually too, and I can only imagine what her neighbors and everyone else on this little island are saying about seeing her with different men all the time, but they’ll know what’s going on soon enough, and Lorraine has repeatedly said that she doesn’t care what anyone else thinks.
Dante hands me the container of lube, breaking me out of the thoughts I’d been thinking as I toy with Lorraine’s little puckered hole. When I have her slick and relaxed, I coat myself and start to press inside her, just the tip at first, slowly and gradually, but she’s soon pushing back against me, wanting more.
She’s amazing.
I push further into her, and she moans as she continues to ride Darian. Once I’m sure she’s comfortable, I increase my pace and intensity, because I know exactly how she likes it.
“Oh god, you feel good! Both of you.” She stretches one hand to Darian’s chest, and reaches her other back to dig her fingers into my hair as I pump in and out of her. I reach around to find her clit, and after stroking over it just a few times, she tenses, her head falls back, and she lets go, her body pulsing as she comes.
Darian goes off moments later, and I can’t hold back any longer because it’s all too much. The three of us surrender together, overcome by the intense pleasure of our shared experience.
“That’s it, that’s it,” Lorraine says, her words a desperate sigh. “Fill me up, both of you.”
We do, and I intend to do whatever she asks of me for as long as she’ll have me, because she’s a goddess. She’s so much more than I ever imagined, and the only woman I’ll ever need.
49
Leo - One year later
“Let’s retire here,” Dante says before taking another drink of his Mai Tai.
My brother nods as he looks out to the horizon, where the setting sun is putting on a colorful show. “Count me in.”
A laugh erupts out of me, temporarily disrupting the shoulder massage I’m giving Lorraine.
She turns her head to look at me, the flower in her hair releasing fresh scent from her movement. “What’s so funny?”
“I’m remembering when you thought we were all too young for you. Now, Dante and Troy are ready for retirement.”
Darian, who’s reclining in a lounger, lazily raises a finger. “Me too, if this is where we’re retiring.”
Lorraine laughs, a joyful sound that’s carried away on the ocean breeze. “You all looked very young and active when we were snorkeling earlier today.”
“And you looked like a sexy mermaid in that green bikini.” I wrap my arms around her chest and lean forward to kiss her neck.
I haven’t thought much about our age difference in quite a while, and I hope she hasn’t either. The issue came to a head earlier in the year when Lorraine met our parents. She was worried they wouldn’t approve of her because she’s older than us, though privately, before meeting her, my parents expressed that they were more concerned about our unconventional five-person relationship. When they actually met her, they loved her, as did Dante and Darian’s parents, and as time has passed, so have our parents’ concerns about polyandry.
“I wouldn’t be opposed to retiring here,” she says. “It’s certainly beautiful.”
“It sure is,” I agree. Hawaii isn’t the first trip we’ve taken together, but it’s the first one far enough to require a flight. Lorraine and I talk frequently about destinations, and we have a lot more planned before our eventual retirement, which is, of course, a long way off. “We haven’t tried the Hawaiian pizza yet, though,” I say, as if this could be a potential deal breaker for the retirement plans.
“That is why we came here, after all,” she says, turning again to smirk at me.