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But for Army Rangers like us? It was an even tougher thing to deal with.
Sharing a single partner — rather than the four of us trying to keep four women happy — seemed just crazy enough to work. But it would have to be a special kind of woman. Someone who could put aside the taboos associated with being shared without jealousy, someone who could grow to love four people equally, and receive their love too.
“My ass again?” Sammara giggled. “You’re back there already?”
I smiled guiltily. “Gotta make sure I got all the knots out.”
I just couldn’t help it, her ass looked too good. The oil felt too slippery. Too hot.
She moaned appreciatively as I kneaded her two warm, symmetrical globes. My fingers dipped dangerously lower. As always, they began to explore.
“You know,” I said nonchalantly, “every time we swap massages, it starts and ends the same way.”
“It does?”
“Mmm-hmmm.”
“Okay, let’s hear it.”
My hands glided into her thigh gap as I kneaded even lower.
“Well it always starts with you asking to go first… and promising to do me afterward.”
Sammara let out something that was half laughter, half sigh. “Well…” she purred. “Don’t I do you afterward?”
Shit. She had me there.
“Yes… but—”
“Then our arrangement is fulfilled.”
I heard her giggle, so I slapped her ass playfully with one hand. At the same time, my other hand slid slowly upward… until my fingers grazed the warmth and wetness of her sex.
“One day,” I said, letting my voice go low and seductive, “I’ll get my massage.”
Her breathing was heavier now, silent in anticipation of what came next. I decided to tease her. Ever so slowly, the tip of my first finger parted her tender folds. She was absolutely drenched.
“This what you want?”
She nodded into the pillow, eyes closed, her lips full and kissable. I leaned forward to cover her mouth with mine. To breathe her in, kissing her softly, our tongues exploring each other in slow, tentative circles.
“Please…”
She squirmed downward, but I moved my hand in the same direction. Just the tip of my finger was still inside her. Nothing more.
“Kyle… come on!”
“What?” I asked innocently, moaning the word into her mouth.
“You— You have to…”
She screwed her hips, and this time I let her have her way. Two thick fingers entered her, all slick and wet. I pushed upward, burying them deep.
“Ohhhhhhh…”
I was a sucker when it came to teasing her, and I could never last long. I wanted it just as much as she did. She knew it too.
It played out slowly, to the sounds of the rain. Sammara screwed herself into my hand while I chewed her shoulder, both of us listening to the big droplets as they pattered loudly off the old, lead-paned glass.
