Big Brother.
That word shouldn’t have been sexy, but she knew what she was doing. By calling me Oppa Vi thought I was responsible, reliable and she trusted me and fuck if it didn’t make me harder. Levi and I got into a rhythm, fucking her together with deep thrusts. Matteo leaned over and Violeta immediately shouted.
“Don’t make us stop because you can’t keep quiet,” he snapped. “We won’t let you come if you’re a bad girl.”
“Please,” she cried.
“Come for me and my best friends, Bella,” Matteo said, kissing her just as her pussy tightened around me.
My orgasm shot through me, clenching my jaw tightly so as not to make a sound. My pace faltered as Levi’s grew faster, the friction sending me into what felt like another orgasm. I held on for dear life as the pleasure became too intense. I almost pulled out when Levi grunted his arrival and thrusted shallowly. I opened my eyes to see Levi blissfully sucking Matteo’s cock, who grunted as he fucked Levi’s face.
“So, fucking sexy.” Violeta leaned back against me.
“You like watching them?” I kissed her shoulder.
She nodded as Matteo stood there, panting. Levi sucked his cock clean and Matteo leaned down to kiss him. Violeta sighed, my cock slipping out of her as I wrapped my arms around her. A peace I never knew existed suddenly overwhelmed me. My best friends weren’t drifting apart, the thought of going back to work wasn’t daunting, and the past few days I hadn’t had an overbearing urge to fall apart. I don’t know what Violeta was doing to us, and I didn’t know what our future looked like, I just knew she was at the center of making everything feel right.
“Thank you,” I murmured.
“For what?” she yawned.
“For everything,” I said, not knowing what else to say.
“Anytime,” she mumbled, turning around sleepily.
She laid her head on my chest and the weeks ahead seemed less intimidating. I knew it was all because of her.
“This is so beautiful,” Violeta said, brushing hair out of her face as she turned around to see the sun setting. “I don’t want to leave.”
After a little nap, we were back in the ocean enjoying the last few hours we would be here.
“It’s gorgeous here and so peaceful,” Matteo said, swimming closer to her. “I hate being a functioning adult in society.”
He came up behind her, kissing her shoulder.
“At least you’re close to here,” Violeta said, leaning back against him.
“Maybe you need to be an addition to our yearly Greece trip,” Levi said, looking between Matteo and I.
“God, I would love that,” she said, closing her eyes.
Could we do this every year with her? See her once for two weeks out of the year, have fun and then go back to our busy lives.
“Or you could move to Italy,” Matteo said.
“Or I could move to Italy,” she said wistfully, closing her eyes.
“Italy is a lot closer. Maybe more trips together,” I said.
“Just a short trip to Paris or Barcelona,” Levi said, swimming closer to her.
“Don’t tempt me,” she groaned.
“I would hire you,” Levi said. “You know your shit, probably more than I do.”
Violeta laughed, opening her eyes. “I don’t need a job. I’ve been working remotely.”
“I’ll pay you double,” Levi said.