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Share Us
Jac has his own choice vetted. The others? They have family.
Point is, if either of us go—or indeed any of the others—the Quinate continues as is. No upheavals.
If Cat chose me, I’d savor it, every second. I don’t know how long it would or could be because I can’t see the bigger picture right now. Not to mention that Cat’s not a pin down woman; she’s not a forever type. But I’d fucking enjoy it for as long as it lasted. Just me and her. Added bonus? No more Jac.
“Of course,” he says, “this is going to mean we spend more time together.”
“She wants us both. You can just watch.”
“Fuck no. I want her cunt, too. I want all of her.” He pauses. “Anyone but you would be better.”
I get that. I feel that. Anyone but him.
And he’s not into sharing. He likes being watched. He likes watching. She wants…to be shared and watched. By us.
In a way, I don’t mind. Lili and I shared. I share other women when they’re into it and we find the right guy or girl.
I fucking love double penetration, that extra tightness, and the stimulation through the thin barrier in a woman that no toy can match. Another cock moving on the other side, in her other hole…that’s fucking magic.
Of course that stuff was with Lili; me and her and whatever third person she wanted.
I don’t know if Jac read all of Lili’s journal entries, if he saw that shit. She wrote about it. Fuck, she’d read it to me while riding me because my sweet Lili was dirty. I just wish… I can’t change the fact my father hurt her. Groomed her.
This is different, though.
I look at Jac.
“Yeah,” I say, “but it’s good, and you know it. Us and her. Together.”
“I’m not sucking your damn cock, Agnossio.”
“I’m not into that, Jac.”
Jac’s not homophobic. If he wanted cock, he’d have it. He wouldn’t give a shit. He’s needling me, wanting me to lash out,but I’m not interested in him trying to rile me. Just like I’m not into men.
“How do we do this?” he asks, studying the bottle’s label. “I know how. I mean logistics.”
“We present it to her. Offer her a truce.”
“But not,” he mutters, taking a swallow from the bottle, “the deal.”
“The deals between us. We don’t tell her that part.”
He gives me a look of sarcastic disbelief.
“I’m not fucking stupid.” Cat would kill us both.
“So…”
I sigh. “We suggest we all do it together. Maybe one of us watches, maybe we both fuck her. Let her dictate it.”
He gives me a look. That goes against our natural inclinations, but there’s control for us in that. “To start, we offer her what she wants. Us both.”
“And,” Jac says, tapping a hand against the bottle, “if she just wants a little one on one?”
“Let her dictate. But we tell her if she wants us, it’s us. Together.”
“Until she decides,” he mutters with a nod. “Where are we keeping her?”
