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“Yep!” Jordy replied. “That was better than anything I ever could have imagined.”
Trish twisted sideways to cuddle up against him, which put a gap between us. “That was very hot for me too.”
“You liked having two beautiful men have their way with you?” Jordy replied. “Shocker.”
“One beautiful man, and Jordy,” I teased.
Trish twisted to look over her shoulder at me. “Speaking of two beautiful men, are you going to stay over there or spoon me? I’m chilly!”
I rolled over and molded myself against her body—my cock against her bare ass, and her back against my chest. It was like the way we had made love, but far more sensual. I buried my face in her hair and breathed deeply. Her scent was every bit as intoxicating as the alcohol that had led to this whole affair.
“I’ve never even imagined doing that,” Trish said.
“You mean, with the two of us?” Jordy asked.
Trish shook her head. “I meanever. With anyone. I grew up in a little suburb outside of Wilmington, and it wasn’t very progressive. The kinds of girls who did that got a reputation.”
“You’ve never evenfantasizedabout it?” I asked. “I assumed all women at least thought about it.”
“Not all of us grew up in sex-positive polyamorous families,” she replied. “You might be used to your parents having group sex, but I’m not!”
I groaned. “And just like that, I’m no longer turned out.”
Trish giggled. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry,” Jordy chimed in. “His mom’s pretty hot. So are Priscilla and Kate. I’d be lying if I said I never pictured…”
“That’s quite enough!” I interjected. “Unless you want me to vomit all over the both of you.”
“Regardless, tonight wasveryhot,” Jordy said. “We’re all adults. Three people can have sex without it becoming a big deal.”
“Mmm, just sex,” Trish replied while snuggling closer to him.
As I curled up against her body, I thought about that concept.Just sex. Could anyone have sex without it turning into something more? Was it possible to have such an intense sexual connection andnotdevelop feelings for the other person? I was already fond of Trish, and I realized I did not want this to be a one-time affair. I wanted to do it again.
I hope she wants the same thing.
“We should go back to our own beds,” I said.
Before I could roll away, Trish reached back and grabbed me. “No! Don’t go yet. More cuddles. Five more minutes.”
Jordy grinned on the other side of her. “Don’t make the lady unhappy. Stick around a few.”
I didn’t need much convincing to spoon Trish again. I rested my head in her hair, allowed her scent to fill my nostrils, and then closed my eyes.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK.
My eyes shot open. Was that a dream, or my imagination? I had just dozed off. I checked my watch and flinched. We had been sleeping for two hours. It was the middle of the night.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK. “Daddy?” The door rattled. “Daddy, I had a bad dream…”
Jordy and Trish bolted upright in bed. “What do we do?” she whispered.
“Uh, just a minute, sweetie!” Jordy called.
The doorknob rattled again. “Daddy…”
Jordy scrambled to put some clothes on, but there was no time for me and Trish. I slid out of bed and looked around. Jordy’s bathroom was out in the hall. “The closet,” I whispered, grabbing Trish’s hand and leading her over there. Rather than a door, there was a dividing curtain on a rod. I pulled it back and winced. There wasn’t much room. I squeezed inside, then pulled Trish with me. We slid the curtain closed and held our breath.
