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“Look at yourself. Look how fucking gorgeous you are, all flushed and coming undone for me.” I do come undone for him then, his words tipping me over the edge. My lashes flutter shut, but he grips my chin tighter. “I said look at yourself, Beth.” My eyes fly open wide, and for a brief moment I see the woman he sees, the woman he’s turned me into. Skin flushed, eyes lit from within, lips parted, breathless, body trembling as he expertly coaxes the pleasure from my core.
Soft cries fall from my lips, and he moves his hand to wrap around my mouth, muffling the sounds of my pleasure.
“That’s right,mobláth fiáin.Tar domsa, álainn,” he whispers huskily in my ear. I don’t know what the words mean, or if I’m hearing them correctly so I can look them up later. All I know is they make me wild with need. His fingers dip inside me, and he grinds his palm against my clit, riding out my orgasm as quietly as possible.
When the last aftershocks of my orgasm flutter off, he keeps touching me, rubbing against my clit in soft, quick movements that send shivers down my spine. My eyes widen and I shake my head fervently, my words muffled behind his hands.I can’t do it.I can’t stay quiet if he keeps going, and then his mom will have to dry my pants as well as my shirt and that would be beyond mortifying.
Cal chuckles and pulls his hand from my pants. He swipes his wet fingers over my lips before puttinghim in his mouth, licking my orgasm from his fingers before he turns me back around and licks it from my lips as well.
When my lips are swollen and bruised, my hair is wild around my face, and my skin is flushed from head to toe with arousal, he finally pulls away from me.
“I’ll leave you to it, then,” he says, as if he didn’t just make me cry, rock my world, and then rev me up all over again. When he opens the door, my blouse is on a hanger over the doorknob. He passes it to me with a wink, and I grit my teeth to keep from screaming because who knows what that poor woman heard when she brought my shirt back to me.
Cal
The short drive from my childhood home to the hotel is quiet. Ezra is scrolling on his phone, the light of the screen illuminating his soft smile. I’d bet a lot of money he’s looking at pictures of Beth, or of all of us. He’s snapped a lot of random pictures over the course of the trip so far. His other hand is resting on the back of Beth’s seat, fingers mindlessly playing with her hair as she dozes.
I chuckle to myself, thinking of how angry at me she was earlier. Truthfully, I don’t know how much Ma heard through the bathroom door. She obviously knew I was in there, otherwise she would have knocked on the door to hand Beth her shirt. And when I came downstairs, she had this teary-eyed look on her face. She pulled me into a tight hug and then reached for Ezra. When she had both of us in front of her, looking up at us like we aren’t over a foot taller than her, she had the most intense expression on her face.
“You two better do right by that girl,” she said fiercely. “It’s anodd situation, I’ll admit that, but she’s obviously a special gal. Don’t feck it up,” she said, giving us each a light smack on the cheek.
When Beth made it down from the bathroom, absolutely glowing with a fierce blush, Ma took her by the hand and pulled her into the kitchen, giving her instructions on how to put the finishing touches on supper. Ezra and I set the table, and by the time we all sat down to eat, Beth was relaxed and enjoying herself again. The rest of the evening was full of talking and laughter. Ma and Beth had their fair share of wine, and by the time we were leaving, my chest was full of the warmest, fuzziest feeling.
I sneak another glance over at our sleeping beauty, wondering how I got so lucky. I realize that, from the outside world, this relationship probably seems nuts. But I’ve never felt like this before. Nothing has ever felt so right.
So right, in fact, that I’ve started rethinking my entire life. I love my career, and the freedom it has given me. I’ve loved traveling around the world, seeing all the wonders this planet has to offer. But I think it might be time for me to set down some roots.
When we arrive at the Country Inn I’ve booked for us, Ezra pulls our bags out while I get us checked in. There’s a restaurant and pub attached to the Inn, so there’s a bit of ruckus outside that wakes Beth. She’s stretching and yawning when I return with an attendant to help us with the bags. He looks a bit confused when he leads us to our room, but doesn’t say anything.
The room is on the smaller side, as they were almost fully booked when I called for a last-minute accommodation. There’s a queen-sized bed with a twin bed next to it, and anornate looking sofa pushed up to the end of the bed. Other than that, there’s a small table with two chairs and a phone. The attendant looks from us to the beds and back as he’s dropping some of our bags on the sofa. He laughs and says something I only catch half of, something about wishing us “big fellas” luck fitting ourselves in for a comfortable night. I laugh back and hand the guy a tip, enjoying the dry humor. It makes me feel at home.
Ezra and I send Beth into the small ensuite bathroom to shower first while we push the beds together. The twin bed is the slightest bit shorter than the queen, so it’s a little awkward, but with an extra blanket or two folded up, we make it work.
Beth emerges from the steamy room, a towel wrapped around her deliciously curvy body. “Alright, who stole my pajamas?” she asks us, looking each of us in the eye in turn. “I put pajamas on the sink and they’re gone. This towel barely covers me. Give them back, Ezra.” She gives my best friend a death glare that has both of us cracking up.
“How did you know it was him?” I ask, laughing.
“Because you looked genuinely confused, and he looks guilty as shit,” she says, her eyes narrowed at Ezra. Her glare quickly turns into giggles, unable to stay mad at either of us for long. “Seriously though, give me my pajamas.”
My eyes roam over her body. The towel is wrapped around her chest, but it’s so short that it barely covers her round ass, and it gapes open a bit at her hip.
“Ezra, brother, you should be ashamed of yourself. This towel is positively indecent,” I purr, moving in closer to her. “We’re going to have to do away with it entirely, I think.” Before she can try to run, my bigger body blocks her path. A swift yank onthe towel has it fluttering to our feet, and the most beautiful woman in the world is standing naked before us.
To her credit, she’s not trying to hide her body from us. She’s too busy trying to assert her dominance, hand on her hip and everything. I roll my lips to keep from smiling too big, because I love it when she gets sassy with us.
Ezra appears behind her, draping some silky fabric over her head.
“I meant to replace your pajamas, but you showered more quickly than I thought you would,” he says quietly. I watch her eyes dilate as he peppers kisses along the back of her neck and shoulder. The silky fabric of the nightgown stretches over her hips and ends only just below what the towel was covering.
“Jesus Christ, Ezra,” I whisper huskily, taking a step back to get a full look at the goddess in front of me.
As much as I like seeing her naked, the sheer fabric paired with black lace that only hints at all of her glorious assets is likely to bring me to my knees. I’ve already been struggling, aching with need after bringing her to orgasm in the bathroom hours before. But right now, I’m so hard it hurts, and I’m likely to end up the way I did the first time I tasted her.
Ezra is giving her a look that says he wants to eat her like a melting ice cream. I’m sure my face is frozen into a similar expression. I need to cool down before I end this too quickly.
I point at Ezra. “You keep her awake. I’ll take a quick shower, and then we’ll trade.”
Beth giggles when Ezra, without taking his eyes off her, puts his hand over mine. We do a silent “ready, break” and I run intothe bathroom. I hear Beth shriek as I turn the water on, setting it so it’s just warmer than freezing. I rush through the shower, barely getting myself dry before running out to tag Ezra.
