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For once, I want to let my hair down. I don’t care how we got here or why they seem to be on the same wavelength. All that matters is I'm about to fulfill one of my wildest dreams: seeing what my three best friends are like in bed. It could be all the booze I’ve digested in the last few hours making me courageous enough to say yes, but I couldn't be more excited.

“I want this,” I say.

As if a weight has been lifted off their shoulders, they all release a heavy breath. Simon wraps one arm around my waist, pulling me closer. His other hand cups my cheek as he leans down to capture my lips in a deep, tongue-tying kiss.

While I'm lost in Simon, fingers touch my hips and waist. Kent and Oliver’s heat envelop me from both sides. Simon breaks the kiss, immediately turning me toward Kent. Our lips come together like magnets, as if we’ve done this a million times. Someone’s—I’m not sure whose—fingers undo the buttons of my shorts while someone else’s hands slide up to caress my breasts.

CHAPTER 4

SIMON

Slowly, inch by inch, we undress Melanie.

I start by removing everything she’s wearing below the waist while Oliver and Kent hold her upright as she switches between kissing them. I rise to my feet, skimming my hands up her legs. Kent and Oliver help her remove her shirt and sweater, leaving her clad in only a bra.

I unclip it, and Kent pulls it off.

Being with Melanie was once a teenage dream for me.

For Kent and Oliver, as well.

Back in high school, we all wanted her, but agreed not to make a move. We didn’t want to risk ruining the relationship we had. Her friendship was too valuable for a sexcapade.

Finally reunited and being wasted with too much alcohol, we are here. Living the dream. Even after twenty years apart and being adults, our need for her hasn’t diminished.

I’m glad she didn’t freak out when I suggested it. I wasn’t sure Melanie would agree to us being together intimately, or even be okay with us dancing like we were, but the relief I felt at her response is everything to me.

To have her agree is a dream come true for all of us. This moment will change everything. We may have spent twentyyears apart, but they’re still my best friends. I’ve never met anyone I’ve felt as connected to as I do with them.

Hopefully, it doesn’t all fall apart in the morning. To have Melanie reject us tomorrow will crush me. Oliver and Kent too.

We want her. We want to be in a relationship with her. We’ve never shared a woman before, but it’s different with Melanie. She is our center.

Melanie and Oliver are lost in a liplock. They break apart to remove his shirt. She turns and reaches down with one hand to the button on Kent’s jeans. With her other hand, she tugs at my shirt to pull me closer, kissing me. In a flurry of flying clothes, we become as naked as she is.

Melanie drops to her knees between us. In a move I never expected her to make, she grips Kent’s cock in one hand and sucks his hardened length into her mouth. Kent groans, wrapping his hands in her hair. She bobs up and down on his cock a few times before releasing him and turning to me.

It's breathtaking to see her so in control. I love to watch her give attention to Oliver and Kent. It means my turn is coming, and it’s an adrenaline rush waiting, pushing my patience to its limit.

Melanie sucks me into her mouth, and my fingers slide through the silky strands of her dark hair. She takes me into the back of her throat, then pulls back, swirling her tongue around the head of my cock.

I’ve never felt anything as good as her lips wrapped around me. I could die right now and not have one regret. All I need is her.

Kent kneels behind Melanie. Taking it as my cue, I reluctantly slip her lips off my cock with a slight tug of her hair. She pouts.

Feeling as disappointed as she is, I caress her hair. “Don’t you worry, baby. You’ll get all the cock you need soon enough.”

Lusty satisfaction gleams in her eyes. Kent reaches out to rub her clit. Melanie moans, thrusting her hips in response and increasing the speed.Cupping her face, I kiss her. Our lips parted, we leave no crevice untouched as our tongues play.

She slowly pulls back, bending down onto all fours. The flush of her skin as Kent works her sweet pussy into a frenzy only makes my dick harder.

Melanie gazes at my cock, licking her lips. Her moans of pleasure are music to my ears.

Oliver kneels with us, and Melanie lifts up so he can lie beneath her. He sucks on her breasts, making her moans louder. The noise from the party downstairs is barely audible over the sounds escaping her lips.

Melanie grips my cock, caressing my length. My head falls back as I groan. She only does it for a few seconds before stilling. I glance back down at her in curiosity to find her scowling at Oliver.

“Put your dick inside me now before I lose it,” she gasps out.

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