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I glance around the restaurant, noticing people going about their business while my wife gets pleasured under the table. Grabbing my phone off the table, I switch on the video and slide it down, holding it between my legs, so it can capture what Drake is doing to her.
“She’s so wet,” Drake whispers.
My cock twitches in my pants, growing hard behind my zipper as I watch the movement of his wrist, pumping slowly under the table.
Isabel clutches onto the edge of the table. Her breathing grows erratic, gasping every few moments. Her hips start to slowly writhe.
“Would you like to see the dessert menu?” the waiter asks, appearing out of nowhere.
Isabel gasps and Drake’s hand stops moving, staying buried between her thighs.
I clear my throat and give the waiter a lopsided smile. “Yes, please.”
“I’ll leave this here then,” he replies, handing me the slim folded menu.
“Thank you,” I reply.
After he walks away, Isabel covers her face with her hands.
“As you were,” I say, giving Drake a wink.
She melts into his touch as he brings her closer and closer to the brink. I watch with shameless interest as she clings to his arms and tries to hide herself as the sensation takes over.
I love these two people so much it hurts. Every day, it feels as if the shoe is about to drop, and I’ll have this paradise called my life ripped away from me. I don’t deserve this. I don’t deservethem.
I’m just an ex-drug-dealing kid from the city who would have happily settled for a life without poverty and pain. Instead, I somehow landed a life like something out of a fairy tale. Two people who love me unconditionally. Three kids I would die for.
It leaves me wondering…what could possibly be next?
Rule #3: Put your money where your mouth is.
Isabel
The sun is scorching. After only a few moments sitting on the lounge chair, I have to climb back in the pool to cool off. Turning over, I look at Drake in the chair next to me. His eyes are closed and his large muscled arm is draped over his face.
Just as I’m about to wake him up to go into the water with me, I notice the woman two chairs down. She’s staring at him as if he’s a juicy steak on her plate.
My brow furrows as I glare at her, waiting for her to avert her ravenous gaze from my husband.
“You’re burning, Red.” I turn away from the woman to find Hunter standing over me, blocking the sun as he leans down to kiss me on the head. I quickly look back at the woman whose gaze is now dancing back and forth between Drake and Hunter and me. Then, she curves her lips into a pursed smirk, and it grates on my nerves. She’s smiling as if she’s won something.
She thinks that because I’m with Hunter, Drake is up for grabs. Of course, if she touches him, I’ll break her fingers.
Which is a little hypocritical, considering what I have in mind.
“Will you please get out of the sun before you burn?” Hunter asks. In a fit of frustration, I climb off the lounge chair and march to the bar under the hotel’s rooftop awning. Hunter clearly picks up on my frustration and follows behind me.
“Pina Colada, please,” I say to the bartender.
“What’s going on?” Hunter asks carefully. He puts a hand to my lower back.
I glance back at Drake. He’s out of earshot and seemingly asleep. Chewing on my lip, I prepare myself for what I’m about to bring up.
“Do you think he misses…being single?” I ask.
It takes me a moment before I work up the nerve to look into Hunter’s eyes. When I do, he’s not wearing an expression of surprise, but one of concern. Which means my worries are slightly validated.
“Sometimes…I do wonder.”
