Page 117 of Neighbors With Benefits

And secondly, I didn’t want anything to distract us from our video date tonight. Ireallyneeded it. Jacking off to the photos she had sent wasn’t good enough.

I was about to start on my burger when my phone rang. Jazz was Facetiming both me and Bash at the same time.

Forgetting all about my burger, I leaped over to the hotel bed and sat up against the headboard. Hoping that I looked casual, I answered the call.

“Why hello there,” I said.

“Jazz! Hi!” Bash said as he joined the call.

But it wasn’t our neighbor girl who appeared on the screen. It was Dante’s bearded face, the cheeks red with exertion.

“Not who you were expecting?” he said with a satisfied smirk. “Don’t worry. You’ll seeplentyof Jazz in a second. I promise.”

The camera jostled for a moment, and then became stable again. It was propped up on the side table in Jazz’s room, facing the bed.

Dante was in Jazz’s room, calling from her phone.

Positioning it towards the bed.

I realized what that meant just as the woman herself entered the picture. She was completely nude, beautifully devoid of clothes as she leaned toward the phone. She blew us a kiss and said, “Hello, boys. I’ve missed you.”

And then Dante appeared. Now that I could see more than just his face, I realized he was also nude. That explained why his face was flushed.

Dante and Jazz have already hooked up!

My initial reaction was relief. I had been worried about how this entire relationship would go. We had intended to find a girl for all three of us to share, so I had been worried that leaving Dante out of things would hurt our friendship.

But I forgot all about those worries as Dante planted a palm on Jazz’s back, forcing her onto her hands and knees on the bed.

“Oh,” Bash said through the microphone.

“Oh indeed,” I agreed.

We had a profile view as Dante grabbed Jazz by the waist with both hands. He filled her from behind, or so I assumed based on the way her entire body shuddered forward, Jazz’s curtain of hair swaying in front of her as she hung her head. Then Dante grabbed a fistful of it, pulling her until her back arched and twisting her face around to kiss him.

“Enjoy the show,” Dante said, pushing her forward forcefully. Like she was his possession.

I didn’t need to reply. He knew that this was one of our kinks, that we would enjoy it very much.

I unzipped my pants, my cheeseburger growing cold over by the desk, long forgotten.

45

Jazz

I was just getting out of the shower when Dante let himself into my house. I felt a rush at that—he was comfortable just walking inside like he lived here. It was a level of friendship and intimacy I had never really had with anyone before.

“I’m all clean,” I said innocently. “Now what?”

Dante proceeded to throw me onto the bed and lick every inch of my body. And I meanevery inch. He kissed a trail along my inner thigh and tasted my swollen sex. He moved higher, squeezing my breast in a palm while circling the nipple with his tongue.

And then he rolled me over onto my belly and ate me out from behind, his tongue rolling up and down, up and down…

…and up, and up, andup.

“Oh!” I gasped as he reached a part of my body that had never been tongued before. “Wait, you…”

“Relax,” he rumbled into me before resuming his task.

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