“I’m yours, forever, Dakota,” I manage to gasp before my vision blacks. The last thing I feel before my body is overwhelmed with pleasure is Beau’s fingers circling my clit.
The last thing I hear is him saying, “And you’re mine.”
For a long moment I am lost in the forceful pulsing waves of pure bliss that rock my body. When I come through the other side, my dazed mind struggles to process Beau’s words. “I’m the one who brought her to you.”
I am Beau’s parting gift to his friend, and knowing that makes me feel wanted, needed...and loved.
Dakota strokes my cheek gently with the back of his hand. “For which I will be eternally grateful, my friend.”
Eternal. Forever. I bury my face in his neck and whisper the words I could say a thousand times each day and never grow tired of speaking.
13
Dakota
Sadie loves me.
In the aftermath of the threesome, a sense of peace I’ve never before experienced washes through my body. I am boneless. Slowly I soften until I am forced to extract myself from Sadie’s body. I wince. It is physically painful to be separated from her.
Beau’s voice cuts through the drugged haze of my afterglow. “You two are going to be very happy here.”
He doesn’t sound envious, just resigned. We all know it’s the final night of being together like this. I want to make it as special for him as it has been for me. Knowing that even if there is a third person in the room that Sadie and I are a rock-solid couple makes me generous.
“I need a few minutes to recover,” Sadie says, panting. I really worked her up tonight—with Beau’s help. I’ve never felt a woman come around my dick that hard before. She looks like she’s run a marathon. Her cheeks are flushed, a color that stains her chest all the way down to the tops of her breasts. Beau has to prop her up like a rag doll, which he does with a gentle grin. He’s still ready to go.
To my surprise, Sadie makes a quick recovery. She rolls over and presses him back against the cushions.
I am caught off-guard by my own response. Even after that monster orgasm, I’m rising again. I watch her take him halfway down her throat. The way her green eyes dart back to check with me every few seconds is the hottest thing I have ever seen. I respond accordingly. “Damn.”
Beau’s hand rests lightly on the back of her head. His eyes are half-closed while she works his cock. He’s watching her, too. Sadie loves giving this little performance. She enjoys being watched. But I don’t see her next trick coming until she sits up and says to me, “I’m going to fuck Beau, Dakota. I want you in my ass.”
“As you wish.” I grin. Sadie slowly sinks down over my friend’s cock. I position myself behind her and slip up and down her crack. She is so wet that there’s more than enough lubrication for me to ease past the tight pucker of her anus. The friction is so good that even though I just came, I know it won’t be long before I do so again.
Beau checks in with me visually. I nod. He lets Sadie sink down over his cock. She’s a siren, luring us to our deaths. We are happy to go along.
She undulates. I feel the friction build higher. It’s a delicate balancing act to keep us all together. After a few minutes, I withdraw. This time, the orgasm that pulses through me is intense, but sweeter. It lasts longer, too. I step back to paint her body with stripes of cum. Beau watches worshipfully as she thrusts her breasts forward. My sweet, dirty girl.
Sadie pops off Beau. “Cum on me,” she demands.
Beau obliges. He sits forward and she drops to her knees between his legs to accept the spray of jizz over her face and torso. She giggles as the hot liquid streams over her tits. “Nice.” A drop of liquid lands on her wrist. Sadie’s eyes glint with naughtiness. She licks it away.
“You two might be able to go another round,” Beau says with a sigh, “but I’m old and I have a long drive ahead of me. I’m going to call it a night.”
“We could sleep together,” she offers. “One big cuddle.”
“No. I need real rest.” He kisses her forehead tenderly. Sadie gets up, her naked body covered with the evidence of what we’ve done. What we’ve become. “You and Dakota keep that for yourselves. I know it’s all about the two of you now.” He glances at me. “You take good care of this woman.”
“I will.”
Beau shoots Sadie a searching look. “And you’d better take care of my friend, too. Especially since I won’t be around to protect him.”
“You got it,” she says without hesitation.
Sadie tucks herself under my arm. When Beau has padded off to his private quarters, I bend and lift her into my arms. Sadie yelps, but she nestles happily in my arms.
“Let’s get cleaned up.” She kisses me. I have to cut her off because I can’t kiss and walk, but we start up again in the shower. It’s a long, slow make-out session. We fall asleep with her cuddled against my side. Her wet hair drapes over my arm. In the morning, I awaken her with a kiss like a princess from a fairy tale. We make love, slowly because her body is still recovering from yesterday, and then make our way into the kitchen,
