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“Come on, Cathal,” Ciarán murmurs against Summer’s lips, his eyes locking onto mine, filled with desire and invitation. “Don’t be shy.”
Summer gasps, but the longing in her gaze is hard to ignore.
My body shakes with conflicting emotions. A part of me wants to join them, to lose myself in the heat of their passion. But another part of me hesitates, held back by the ghosts of my past and the fear of being vulnerable again.
“Fuck,” I whisper. My knuckles turn white as I clench my fists tightly, and I try to steady my breathing. Can I really let go of my fears and trust Summer? Ciarán has, but he always was stronger than me.
“You don’t have to,” Summer says gently, concern written all over her beautiful face as she pulls away from Ciarán to look at me. Her eyes are soft, understanding, and she knows my inner turmoil.
“Y-yeah, I do,” I stammer, forcing a smile onto my lips even though it feels like a lie. “Just give me a minute.”
“Take your time,” Ciarán says. “I’m nowhere near done with her yet.”
As I stand there, wrestling with my thoughts and emotions, I realize that I have a choice to make. I can either let my past dictate my future, or I can take a chance on something new, something that might bring me the happiness and connection that I see Ciarán has with her. I want it so bad, I can almost taste it.
Unbuttoning my shirt slowly, I feel a little bit more of my fear and hesitation slipping away, replaced by the burning desire for intimacy that’s been simmering just beneath the surface.
Watching the two of them, intertwined like they were made for each other, memories from my past rush through my mind — a whirlwind of pain and betrayal that makes it nearly impossible to breathe. My head screams at me to leave, to run far away from this vulnerability, but my body aches for her touch.
Hesitantly, I step forward, my skin tingling with anticipation, reminding myself that it’s okay to be scared. That maybe taking this leap of faith is exactly what I need to heal.
Taking another deep breath, trying to steady my nerves as I unbuckle my belt, then unbutton and unzip my jeans. The sound of the metal clasp seems to echo in the room, amplifying the significance of my actions. Kicking off my shoes and socks, I step out of my jeans, leaving me standing there naked.
“Come here,” Summer says, her voice low and inviting as she reaches for my hand.
Stepping forward, placing all my trust in her, I join them. Summer shifts her attention to me, her warm hands sliding up my thighs as I stand in front of her. Her touch sends shivers through my body, stirring up a flurry of emotions. She lifts her chin up so I can stare down into her sky-blue eyes. “I’ll take care of you.”
Her words are my undoing, and I give in to the sensations coursing through me as my cock stiffens further. Summer’s tongue teases along my hip before dipping lower. I gasp as she takes my dick into her mouth, sucking gently at first, testing the waters.
“Fuck, Summer,” I groan, my hands instinctively tangling in her hair as she works her magic. Her tongue swirls around the sensitive tip of my cock, eliciting shudders of pleasure that cut through my body like wildfire.
“Let go, Cathal,” she murmurs against my skin before taking me deeper into her mouth. The heat and wetness of her tongue wrapped around me like a vice, drawing out groans I didn’t know I could make.
“Feels so fucking good,” I grit out, my body trembling as I fight the urge to thrust deeper into her welcoming mouth. Every stroke of her tongue sends jolts of electricity through my veins, awakening a ferocious desire that refuses to be tamed.
As the intensity builds, my thoughts blur, and the weight of my past trauma seems to dissipate, if only for this fleeting moment.
The warmth of Summer’s touch seeps into my core, and with it, confidence takes root. My body responds instinctively to her movements, each caress setting my skin on fire as I embrace the sensations coursing through me.
“Fuck, you’re amazing,” I grunt, my voice raspy with need.
Summer’s eyes flick up to meet mine, a wicked smile dancing on her lips when she pulls her mouth from me to my disappointment.
She continues to explore my body, her fingers tracing lightly over my busted ribs gently. An unfamiliar serenity washes over me, pushing back the shadows of doubt that have plagued my thoughts for so long. The connection between us is undeniable, and I allow myself to be fully present, to feel every lingering touch and stolen breath.
My gaze shifts to Ciarán, who watches us intently from where he sits on the edge of the couch, his cock in his hand as he jacks off slowly.
“Looks like someone’s eager to play,” Summer murmurs, following my line of sight to where Ciarán sits.
I chuckle softly, feeling more at ease in my skin than I ever have, and I know he does, too. We’re both bound by our desires and the vulnerabilities they force us to confront. “Yeah, he does.”
“Are you ready for her?” Ciarán asks, his eyes searching mine for any hint of hesitation.
I hesitate for a brief second before nodding. “Yeah, I am.”
“Good, because I need you, Thal,” Summer whispers, rising and pressing her lips against mine in a searing kiss that leaves me breathless.
Inhaling deeply, I muster the courage to take control of the situation. I’ve been feeling the heat build up inside me, a burning desire that craves release. My eyes lock onto Summer’s, and I see an unspoken invitation to assert my dominance.
