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“Fuck, Daria.” I needed to slow down or this would be over too soon. Or speed her up. “I want to see you come. See your gorgeous expression. Hear your incredible voice.”

The way her gaze never left me as she circled her clit, the way she focused on my cock, as she rubbed herself faster, had me clenching to keep from finishing.

Her eyelids fluttered and her lips parted with a loud sigh. Her breath came in short pants.

Colin’s grunts overlapped her gasps, and I could picture him jerking off to this same show.

Daria’s cries when she came were better than the music last night. I swore I could feel her fingers on me, teasing my skin. She shuddered away and slowed to a stop, but she never pulled her eyes from me.

Colin let out a series of punctuated grunts that blended into a long groan, and I knew he had finished too.

I was done. I closed my eyes and tilted my head as I stopped trying to hold back. Orgasm spilled through me and stars danced behind my eyes. My pulse whined in my ears. I squeezed and pumped until my fist was a sticky mess and my dick ached.

I collapsed against the headboard with a strained laugh, and forced my eyes open. I looked between Colin and Daria. Each of them was flushed and stunning in their post coital bliss. “Number one best morning of my life,” I said.

Colin’s smile was lazy. “That’s a high bar.”

“I know what I said.” As the words passed my lips a thought flashed in my mind. Could I go back to what life was before this?

Of course I could. That was the plan, that was the only option. It wouldn’t be a problem.

15

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Last nightI was almost party to a major fuck-up. I let my desire get in the way of reason, and I wouldn’t have forgiven myself if Colin and Tanner lost their friendship because of it.

Sure, they were adults and making their own decisions, but I’d pushed in a direction I shouldn’t have.

But waking up between them for a second morning in a row, both of them obviously erect, was hard for me to ignore.

Things were good after, though. That was what mattered. We all showered, no one was avoiding anyone else, and they both helped me move everything out of the living room, so the carpet cleaners could come and fix my mess from last night.

Colin and Tanner headed out to do their own things, and I was left alone with my thoughts and my short to-do list. Tanner did promise he’d be back early this afternoon to help with that, but for now, what was I supposed to do?

My phone ringing was a welcome distraction. The screen said it was Carly and I hadso muchto tell her.

“Hey, girl,” I answered. “Welcome back.”

“Hey.” Carly’s voice was all sunshine and confidence. “Got your message. Wanted to sayhi. Find out why you’re not in Hawaii.”

I was dying to tell her every last detail, but I had no idea where to start. “Eh, you know. Bernie. But I’m done with that, so I’m chilling. How was Italy?” I didn’t need to provide details; she knew enough to fill in the blanks.

“Same as always. Gorgeous. Enviable. Calling my name.” Carly spent enough time there that she had talked several times about moving. I was both surprised and grateful she hadn’t yet. “You let that asshole talk you into missing a week on the beach?”

“I’d rather take the trip with the girls”—and what was happening here was way better than sand in my buttcrack and a mediocre hookup with a stranger—“so it’s fine.”

“Fine? This was supposed to be your vacation and it’sfine? Hair is fine. Ranch dressing on salad is fine. Time off should at least begood, or some more fabulous adjective. Wait. Sexy swim coaches are still staying at your place, yes or no?”

I laughed as heat carried on memories flooded through me. “Yes.” I had to tell her. I was dying to talk about this and hadn’t realized until she asked. “And Oh. My. God.” That summed the experience up nicely.

“Whoa. Back the fuck up,” Carly said. “Eye candy doesn’t get that kind of reaction. You were going to gloss over whatever led to a statement like that withfine? The fuck, Daria?”

“It’s a story best told in person.” And I needed to wrap my head around words for the last few nights that went beyondhubba hubba.

Carly huffed. “Fine. Mimosas at Mia’s, one hour. You bring details, I’ll bring presents.Mwah.” She disconnected.

I had no idea how I was going to sum this up, but I did like tripping back through the memories in order to figure it out.

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