Page 19 of Christmas with my Three Best Friends

“Soaking.”

“Look at her lips. She’s whispering something to him,” he says.

Whatever the ginger woman says to her man, he’s red-faced as he shifts underneath. “Oh, damn, he’s fucking her, isn’t he?”

“She’s loving every second of it. Aren’t you?”

I’m flicking my clit incessantly, feeling the tension gather in the pit of my stomach before a sudden descent between my legs. I’m panting over the phone, and I can hear Marius’s ragged breathing so close, as though he’s standing right beside me.

“God, yes,” I moan softly.

“Are you touching yourself?”

“Aren’t you?”

“Absolutely.”

“And we’re watching them,” I tell him. “While thinking of each other…”

He exhales sharply. “Check out their voyeurs, though.”

“Oh, wow…”

The other couple are getting busy, as well. The man has the woman bent over as she holds on to a bench for dear life. He pounds into her, each thrust making her thick thighs jiggle. The ginger woman in the hot stream bounces happily with her legs wrapped around her man’s waist, her breasts splashing over the water.

I slide my middle and ring finger inside myself while pressing the bottom of my palm against my clit. “Talk to me, Marius… I’m almost there…”

“I can’t wait to have you like that,” he says, and I can feel him closer to the edge. “To lose myself inside you. Shamelessly, over and over until you’re crying out my name and Jax’s and Richard’s at once. Look at the redhead now…”

I do, and I make myself come as I watch her cry out in ecstasy, her head thrown back as her man gives her everything he’s got while biting her shoulder. The other couple have switched places. It doesn’t even matter that it’s a cold winter outside; the steam and heat from the hot spring keeps the whole garden at a lovely temperature. The woman is naked and on her knees, sucking her partner’s cock until he explodes in her mouth.

Marius’s guttural moan sends me into the sweetest bliss as I finger-fuck myself, snippets of that Friday night at the office making me quiver twice over.

“This is so fucking hot…” I manage, coming down from a different kind of paradise.

“Wait until you see what we’ve got planned for after dinner,” Marius replies, catching his breath as well.

I leave the couples outside and lean back into my chair. “Will it be like what we just witnessed?”

“Even better and thrice over.”

Oh, I like the sound of that. I never imagined I’d lose my virginity in such a decadent setting. This clearly isn’t a regular spa and resort. Whatever this place is, however, I plan to enjoy it to the fullest. I’ve suppressed this part of myself for too long.

It’s time to grab life by the horns and go for a spectacular ride. I’ve got three gorgeous hunks who are more than eager to claim and dominate me in every which way. Tonight can’t come soon enough.

Dinner is a delight.

I’m wearing a little black dress with chrome-colored heels and a few matching bangles on my wrist. I spritzed my favorite evening perfume—a seductive layer of roses and bergamot mingled with pepper and lemon blossoms. Jax loves sniffing me like a hound in heat, frequently leaning into me for this endeavor.

Our table is loaded with various meat and side dish platters, as we ordered a selection to try from. There were so many appealing options the waiter offered us mixed plates to enjoy as much of the menu as possible without stuffing ourselves full like Thanksgiving turkeys. Glancing around, I see the couples from earlier enjoying their dinner together. Other couples do the same—though I also spot hands under the table. Legs spreading. Devilish smiles and dirty whispered words.

“Damn, everybody is perpetually horny in this place, huh?” I mumble.

Richard follows my gaze and laughs lightly. “Hedonism at its finest, don’t you think?”

“I don’t mind it in the least,” I say. “But you still haven’t told me about the playroom. What’s that about, exactly?”

“She’s curious,” Jax chuckles, looking at Richard and Marius.

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