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He disappeared inside. Liam and I turned to each other.
“I’ve got some good news for you,” Liam said cheerfully. “I listened to Midnights. I take back everything I ever said about Madam Swifty. She’s a fine singer.”
“Really? I didn’t actually expect you to listen to it.”
Liam recoiled. “How dare you? I’m a man of my word. I put it on while cleaning up around my apartment, then promptly started it over from the beginning and listened to it a second time. Consider me a converted fan. How did you enjoy Aliens?”
I shuffled my feet. “As I said, I didn’t expect you to fulfill your end of the agreement.”
“Well I did! So now it’s your turn. You’ve got homework tonight, Alyssa.”
I felt myself leaning toward him, drawn in by his presence. And then I blurted out: “Want to watch it with me tonight? Keep me from getting too scared?”
Liam grimaced. “I’d love to, but I have to work.” He pointed over his shoulder with his thumb. “Hoses to clean, fires to fight. All of that.”
“Oh, right,” I said. “Well, I promise to watch it when I get home.”
“I expect a full summary in the morning. Two pages, double-spaced. Just like Mrs. Emerson’s class.”
I groaned. “AP English. I had blocked her out of my memory.”
Mateo returned, so I gave Liam a goodbye wave and got into the car.
20
Alyssa
After Mateo dropped me off at my car, I ran home to drop off my camera equipment and to make a quick lunch. I was exhausted, both from the busy morning and because I wasn’t used to sleeping with someone in the same room; Brandi snored, which had made it hard to sleep the past few nights. Since she was at the store, I crawled into bed and set my alarm. A half-hour nap would give me the energy I needed.
As soon as I closed my eyes, I was back on the beach with Mateo. He was shirtless, his bronze skin glistening in the Florida sun, the wind blowing back his raven hair. Except I wasn’t taking photographs of him; I was resting back on a towel, enjoying a lazy day at the beach. I was wearing a very skimpy pink bikini, and the sun felt amazing on my bare skin.
Mateo strode over and joined me on the adjacent towel. He rolled over to face me, propping his head up with a hand, dark brown eyes full of warmth and humor.
“Nobody is around,” he crooned in that sexy Cuban accent.
“Meaning?” I asked.
He climbed on top of me, his body warmer than the sun. “Meaning we can do this.”
His lips were salty from the sea as he kissed me. It was familiar; we had done this dozens of times, it seemed. I spread my legs for him, allowing him to sink into me. The hard length of his cock was impossible to ignore through his tight board shorts, radiating even more heat than the rest of his perfect body. I moaned into his kiss, desperate for more. Not caring that we were in public.
Mateo took hold of me and rolled us both over until he was on his back, and I was straddling him. He pulled his shorts down enough to expose himself, guiding his tip up into the fabric of my bikini bottom. Groaning with lust, I pulled them aside and sank onto him, feeling his crown slide into me with beautiful ease, and then lowering myself down onto the rest of him.
Our cries of passion drifted across the beach.
“There you go,” came a new voice, exotic and familiar. “Give him a good ride.”
Liam was there next to us in a blink, wearing his own swim trunks and nothing else. Had he been there the whole time? My heart welcomed his presence, and even yearned for it.
“Join us,” I whispered, rocking back and forth on Mateo’s stiff cock. Savoring the way he filled me. “Kiss me.”
Liam moved with dreamlike speed, tossing his trunks aside and kneeling behind me. He wrapped his arms around me, cupping my breasts and pulling me back to him as he kissed the back of my neck. His cock was there, rock-hard and pressing urgently against my backside, warm against the bare skin. He guided himself lower, between my cheeks, pressing into me…
I gasped and jerked awake in bed, not on the beach but in Jack’s guest house, my alarm blaring on the bedside table. The dream had been so real, I could still feel Mateo’s body beneath me, and Liam’s behind.
Burning with fantasy-driven desire, I dove my fingers into my panties and rubbed myself, imagining I was still on that beach. Wedged between them while they churned against me, holding me in place. Fucking me. Using me how they wanted.
Within seconds, I was arching my back and crying out with ecstasy. The ghost of the dream was still strong as I imagined the two of them coming with me, cocks pulsing simultaneously inside of me, our three voices filling the empty beach.
