Page 67 of Some Like It Hot

Elise peeks around his shoulder to look at Simon. I grin at Simon, too. "Well, it’s not a bad point."

"In fact, it's a very good point,” Simon agrees. He reaches out, cups me by the back of the neck and hauls me in, crushing his lips to mine.

I kissed him first on the sidewalk, but he definitely takes control this time. His mouth moves over mine possessively, hotly. I’m hard and I grip his shirt, keeping his body against mine.

I hear rustling, but I don’t know who is taking whose clothes off. And it doesn’t really matter right now. I am very happy as Simon’s hands travel from my waist up my ribs and back down as our tongues stroke and thrust.

"Jesus, you’re gorgeous," I hear Blake mutter.

Now I have to pull back to look at Elise. From what I understand, this is Blake‘s first time seeing her naked, but it’s also mine, and I don’t want to miss a thing.

He’s gotten her out of her dress and she’s lying on the sheets in only a black satin bra. No panties.

“Oh, you beautiful, naughty thing,” Simon says.

“It’s Blake’s fault,” she says, blushing. “He took them at the restaurant.”

“Well done,” Simon tells Blake.

I agree, but I can’t look away from Elise. Or form words.

She looks like a fantasy come to life with all that creamy skin, those soft, gorgeous curves, pink lips, dark hair against the white sheets.

"Go on," Simon says softly, nudging me toward the bed. "Trust me, you want to get in there."

I glance from Elise back to him. I’ve had great, even adventurous sex before, but I’m not sure I’ve ever had a situation as open as this. Simon clearly wants Elise, but he definitely wants me as well. And he wants me and Elise together. This feels very unique, and I’m going to relish every second.

I move toward the bed. Elise’s smile is sweet, sexy, and welcoming. She stretches out a hand toward me. "I am definitely ready for my first kiss from you," she tells me.

"Is your fiancée okay with that?" I give Blake a smirk.

"Depends where you want to kiss her," he tells me.

He leans in, scooping under Elise’s ass and pulling her to the end of the bed where he kneels, spreads her thighs, and gives her pussy a low, slow lick.

Elise moans. “Oh god.”

Blake lifts his head to say, “This is mine right now. I’m not moving until she’s crying out my name.”

Jesus. That is so fucking hot.

"You can kiss her anywhere else though," he tells me.

He doesn’t look at me. Or Simon. His eyes don’t leave Elise, his gaze hot and possessive.

Damn, this guy already has it bad. I wonder if he realizes it.

“Well, that leaves me lots of delicious choices,” I say, moving in closer to the bed.

But Elise can’t make any requests, because she’s busy gasping and crying out as Blake eats her. There are lots of, "oh my God" and "Blake!" coming from her gorgeous mouth.

I feel a slight jab of jealousy, simply because this man is clearly making her feel so good. But I was right. I could just watch these two together and be perfectly happy. And very horny.

Simon seems to sense how much I’m enjoying myself, because he moves around the bed and reaches underneath her to unhook her bra.

"You gorgeous thing," he murmurs as he peels her bra from her body, revealing the most gorgeous breasts I have ever seen.

He cups them, then rolls the dark pink nipples between his thumb and first finger as he bends and presses a kiss to her mouth, swallowing down the cries telling Blake she’s getting close.

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