Page 91 of You Don’t Kiss Your Brother's Best Friends

Together, the four of us spent a sun-soaked, sexually-charged week in our private little villa. I became the sole focus of their affections, both emotionally and physically; a sexually objectified goddess, worshiped and pampered by three chiseled Adonises. We had a whole beautiful week of each other. An entire week without cell service, or television, or anything to distract us from laughing and playing, sunning and drinking, and of course swimming in the crystal blue waters that lapped gently at our own, personal beach.

Once or twice we hiked through the hills to the nearest town, but only to stretch our legs and work up an appetite for what would take place later on. Because every night, like clockwork, I fell into the three pairs of loving arms. I spread wide for three hard bodies eager to take me, hell-bent on not only deriving their own pleasures from my happy, willing form, but also to deliver those same pleasures, using their hot mouths, thrumming fingers, and the long, delicious manhoods that swung low between their corded legs.

Turns out I didn’t need the yellow string bikini, although I’d packed it anyway. The helicopter had dropped us off some place so secluded, I could spend the entire week naked and no one but the boys would notice.

And so I pretty much had.

“I’m in love with you.”

The words just slipped out, between thrusts. I didn’t regret them.

Kayden slowed, but didn’t stop. Our lips hovered. His blue eyes bore even deeper into mine.

“The only problem is, I think I love you all.”

I expected him to pull back a little. To at least look concerned by the starkness of my admission.

Instead, he smiled.

“I can understand how you might see that as a problem,” Kayden said softly. “But we don’t.”

His thrusts, although slow, grew eye-rollingly deeper. I had to focus, or risk losing myself in another orgasm.

“We?”

“Yes, we,” he confirmed. “Bishop, Andre and I.”

“You’ve been… talking?”

He nodded. “Of course. And you know what?”

The next thrust came so deep it drew the breath from my lungs. I had to inhale again, just to answer.

“What?”

“Falling in love with all three of us might not be the problem you think it is.”

He rolled back, and I felt him let go. Pulse after pulse Kayden erupted inside me, adding himself to the mix. It felt powerful, bringing them off like this. He cried out as he bit into my shoulder, and I raked my nails down his taut, naked ass to make it even better for him.

When it was over, we stared into each other’s eyes for a long time. A long road stretched out behind us, one filled with friendship, and flirting and love. But now there was a road ahead, too. I could actually see it, reflected in the smoldering blue embers of those gorgeous, sapphire eyes.

“We’ll talk more about this at lunch,” Kayden said, kissing me one last time. As he crossed the room naked, my eyes remained locked on the dozens of gliding muscles that made up his long, sculpted body.

Then the towel he threw me fell over my eyes, and I heard the door click behind him.

~ 54 ~

JOCELYN

“And he really told you about the garlic?” Kayden pressed.

“Yup.”

His brow creased in skepticism. “You’re not making this up?”

“Swear to God.”

The four of us were floating contentedly in the crystal clear waters, just outside our villa. Shielded from the wind on three sides, everything was calm. Still. Tranquil. Everywhere I looked, I saw the most gorgeous shade of blue.

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