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Her grin lingers like a secret, and she slides onto a barstool. As she moves, her leg brushes against mine, sparking a full-body craving for her. The chemistry is palpable, drawing us closer together.
"Two caipirinhas, please," I request from the bartender, my eyes never leaving the woman's sultry gaze. Etienne, ever in tune with the moment, slips an arm around her waist, drawing her closer, their bodies aligning with fluid ease.
"Make that three," Etienne interjects smoothly, his unwavering attention focused solely on her face. The possessiveness stirs within me, a familiar pang of justified entitlement that I don’t try to hide beneath my practiced smile.
"Three it is," I agree, subtly clinking our glasses together upon their arrival. "To new friends and unforgettable nights." The words of my toast resonate with the promise of the unknown, the allure of what lies ahead.
"To unforgettable nights," she echoes in a near-whisper, her gaze locking onto mine before flicking to meet Etienne's. There's an unspoken agreement, a shared understanding in her eyes—an invitation to a world where inhibitions are shed and desires run wild.
"Are you boys here on vacation?" she asks coyly, her voice laced with curiosity as she takes a sip of her drink.
"Something like that," Etienne replies enigmatically, his eyes narrowing ever so slightly. It's a familiar look—one of vigilant assessment—as he instinctively gauges the situation, remaining prepared for any potential threats that may arise.
"Are you alone here?" I inquire, redirecting the conversation, hoping to uncover a safer path for exploration.
"Tonight, I am," she admits, a smirk playing at the corners of her lips. Her eyes dance with mischief, hinting at the limitless possibilities that lie ahead. "But somehow I think that’s a temporary state of being."
"Is that so?" I respond, a mischievous grin curling my lips, ready to meet her challenge head-on. "Well, you've got two estimable contenders right here."
"Two?" she raises her eyebrows, feigning innocence. Yet the flicker of arousal in her eyes betrays her true desires. "What would I do with two?"
"Ah, that depends on how adventurous you're feeling," Etienne interjects, his voice lowering to a low rumble that resonates with a primal heat, a carnivore within mouth’s reach of a small defenseless mammal.
"Adventurous?" she laughs, a seductive sound like a thunderbolt through my veins. Her finger traces along the rim of her glass, leaving a tantalizing trail in its wake. "I think I can handle that. At least if history is any indication."
The mental image of her in bed as part of a different trio stokes my desire and raises the stakes. I’m determined to wipe those men from her memory. After I’m done with her, she won’t remember anything but the pleasure of my body dominating hers.
"Good," I declare. The decision is made. If Etienne's in, so am I. We are a team, bound by a bond that transcends mere friendship, and tonight will be no exception. But even in sharing, I have no doubt that we’ll be the fiercest of rivals, engaged in carnal combat to give this woman ever-cresting pleasure. To be the ones who make her lose control and bring her to her knees.
The rhythm of the music washes over us, seductive and pulsing. Our bodies meld together, three shadows swaying to an intoxicating beat. I press my lips to her neck, savoring the taste of her salt-kissed skin, while Etienne's hand curls around her hip, guiding her movements.
"Let's get out of here, Bastien," she breathes against my ear, her voice a sultry invitation. “You come as well, Etienne.”
Good. She knows who’s in charge.
"Lead the way," I reply, but it’s a concession in words only. I’ll be following no one’s lead tonight but my own, and neither will she. I catch Etienne’s eye, and he nods with a gaze that’s dark and hungry.
She takes our hands and leads us away from the bar down the moonlit beach, the sand warm beneath our feet, the waves whispering secrets. We follow her like a moth to flame, desire pulling us closer, anticipation building with every step.
In a secluded cove, hidden from the rest of the world by towering cliffs, the intensity between us ignites. Our mouths crash together, a tangle of tongues and teeth as we fight for dominance. Her laughter rings through the night air, full of life and lust.
"Fuck, you're gorgeous," I growl, my hands finding their way to thin dress straps, deftly pulling down. Her breasts spill free, begging to be touched. My fingers trace circles around her nipples, teasing them into hard peaks. She moans, head thrown back, eyes closed in pleasure.
Etienne slides his hand under the hem of her dress to her satin panties, his fingers slipping past the damp fabric to find the slick heat waiting for him. She gasps, her body arching into his touch, desperate for more.
"Please," she whispers, her eyes locked on mine, then flickering to Etienne's. There's no hesitation, no doubt, just pure, unbridled desire.
"Ask and you shall receive," I say, my voice low and promising. She doesn't need to know the depth of our bond, the lengths we've gone for one another. Tonight, it's just us, slaves to our primal drives, constrained by nothing but the bonds of lust.
"Etienne," she breathes, reaching out to him. He steps closer, his fingers still buried inside her, their eyes locked in a fiery gaze.
"Fuck, Bastien," he murmurs, the tension between us palpable, electric. "This is going to be one for the legends.”
And as the moon casts its silvery light upon us, we give ourselves over to the night and all its unspeakable sins.
The symphony of her moans mixes with the seductive rhythm of the ocean waves crashing against the shore. Her body writhes between Etienne and me, her skin glistening in the moonlight as our lips and hands explore every inch of her.
"God, you two are fucking amazing," she gasps, her fingers clawing at the sand as we work in tandem to bring her pleasure.
