Page 16 of Unchartered Curves

I watched her reach her peak and got ready to make it happen again.

I moved my cock to her opening, moving slowly as I entered Anisa for the first time. There will be no one else for me, I thought, knowing this was the truth down to my bones.

I had to close my eyes from the feelings of this. So much more than sex, though she felt incredible around me.

“Do you like that? Ready for me next?” Duane stroked her hair on the pillow.

She reached down for his cock. “I need you, too,” she whispered.

As he moved up and she took him in her mouth, I paused at the intense sight of the three of us together.

The rightness of the moment must have reached them too, as she reached for my hand and Duane’s, as we all moved together.

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Long moments later, she was falling asleep between us, a hand on each of us.

“You were right, man,” Duane said quietly. “this is it, for us. And it’s perfect.”I knew no relationship would be perfect. Duane was divorced, though he loved his ex’s new family. Her kids called Duane their uncle. And I loved my nieces and nephews. I wondered if Anisa wanted children. I hoped so.

We would enjoy getting to know her as we dated, but I knew she was ours. And I knew I was in love. That we were in love.

Epilogue: Anisa

“Here we are again. I can’t believe it.”

“What did you pack in here?” Duane teased, hefting his bag and mine.

“You know you don’t need pajamas, or much in the way of a bathing suit,” Gill teased, wrapping his arms around mine.

I couldn’t believe I’d been with them for a year already.

Ostensibly, they wanted to work on their second cruise book. The first one had been a bestseller for three months on Amazon. I was thrilled that they let me have influence on the character of Cassandra.

“Mikey called,” Duane said, moving towards the stairs. “He thinks they will begin casting the streaming series in a few months.”

“I can’t believe you guys still call him Mikey,” I said, moving to follow Duane up the stairs. Their agent, named Michael, was almost 30, and the men acted like he was a kid. “You guys are 38 and 40, so not that much older, you know.”

Gill snorted. “Duane is much older.”

“I keep up, Gill.” He called from inside a room. “Now this is a bed!”

They’d asked for the largest bed possible. The rest of the penthouse was the same, even down to the same butler.

“Oh!” I grinned at the sight of Duane in the middle of the bed. Then I ran to join him.

“Lobster and champagne? You guys are going all out on this trip,” I said as our waiter left in the romantic Sapphire Seas Steakhouse later that night. She’d told us that the menu was pre-planned and asked for my drink order.

“We have a lot to celebrate,” Gill said.

I shivered a little, feeling the anticipation of the evening and the trip. Also, I was likely a little cool in my purple off-the-shoulder dress.

“You cold?” Duane moved to take off his jacket and drape it over my shoulders.

“A little, but this dress was worth it.” I took a flute of champagne from Gill, who’d poured for us.

“Yes, it is. You look so beautiful,” he said.

“Here, here,” Duane agreed, clinking his glass with each of ours.

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