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“Yeah?” Avril asked. “Have you swungthatidea by Professor Moreno?”

“Not yet.”

Avril’s emerald eyes flared with heat. “If you do get me permission to come over on one of those days, Iwillget you that plaque. And probably fuck your brains out as many times as you want for the next week.”

“I’ll see what I can do, Miss Knight,” Liam said.

And he would. Oh, he would. Not just for her benefit, of course. He was easily as excited by the thought of a threesome between Avril and Victoria as Avril was. How would it turn out, he wondered? Now that he knew Victoria’s sexual preferences a little better, though still not well enough for him to consider himself an expert, a few thrilling ideas coalesced in his mind.

Of the delicious variety.

He and Avril made it back to her bure when the sun was about halfway into breaching the horizon, hurling out what light it still could. Even if they had stuck around long enough for it to vanish, the brilliance of the moon and stars would have illuminated their path. It just didn’t get dark here. Not in the way he was used to, at least.

After finishing their meals and sharing a chocolate-drizzled dessert, they’d let themselves digest at the restaurant for about half an hour. Discussion about tomorrow’s snorkeling had risen to the surface during that time, and they were both excited about the novel experience. They chatted about how they might spend the day after that, where Avril might guide them to another island, another unique and memorable activity. Therefore, the tennis match, which also came up, would probably end up getting pushed until one of the later days of the week.

“That gives me time to think about what kind of reward I should offer the winning pair,” Liam mused.

“And for the losers?” Avril asked, clearly not as confident about winning now that she’d failed to fix the teams in the way she’d hoped.

“They can hear about what the winners will get,” he said, grinning as she scowled at him.

“Rude boy.”

“Beautiful girl.”

“I know.”

Liam chuckled. “I know you know. But I’m still obligated to say it.”

Avril grinned. “At least a few times per day. I guess I’ll have to keep you close so you can whisper it in my ear. Otherwise, those other beautiful women you’ve got wrapped around your finger might think you’re saying it to them.”

“Sometimes, they’ll be right. Sometimes, it’ll just be for your ears. Like the things I’ll be saying once we get out of here.”

Avril wasted no time standing, intensifying his heartbeat with her eagerness. “Then let’s go. I’m ready for my second dessert.”

As Tess had promised, neither she nor Anna were around when he and Avril returned to their bure. Climbing onto the deck, whose lights had been flipped on before the other two women made themselves scarce, Liam glanced toward the sliding doors separating them from the bedroom. The pillow on the right. What had Tess left there? Lube? It seemed like the most obvious option, given how well things had worked for them yesterday. A bit of a callback, as well.

Only one way to find out,Liam told himself.

“Avril,” he said, which drew her focus. “Come here.”

She did so, then grinned as he scooped her into his arms. Wrapping her legs around his waist, breasts pressing into his chest, she brought their foreheads together.

“Someone likes that they’re able to hold me up,” she said.

It was completely true. It reminded him of the work he’d put in over the past few months, as he did so without hardly any issue. Just as he intended to keep working on improving the easewith which he could hold her, he intended to end up in a position like this with the other three women at some point. And fuck them while doing so.

But that wasn’t why he’d picked her up. This was his diversion, as any good card handler knew how to perform. Distract with something obvious, then enact your plan more subtly.

“I love it, in fact,” he said. “Your big tits feel super nice against my chest.”

“And my ass?” she asked, wriggling her hips.

He nodded and gave it a loving squeeze. “As amazing as the rest of you.”

Avril chuckled and kissed him. One hand on his cheek, another running over the muscles of his arm, she breathed him in. Their body heat began to mingle, growing at the same rapid pace.

Liam walked ahead carefully, tilting his head so that at least one eye could be sure he was on a safe path forward. Advancing across the deck, he inserted his hand into one of the door’s slots and slid it open. At the same time, Avril fished around behind her back for the other door, then slid it somewhat open.

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