Page 89 of Sinners' Appetite
“It’s a yes… under one condition.”
“What’s that?”
She smirks, a hopeful look lingering in her eyes. “I get to watch you two fuck.”
“I fucking knew you’d be all over this.” I grin, leaning in to place a gentle kiss on her lips. “Dean was right about you…”
“Oh yeah? What did Dean say about me?”
“He said you’re perfect for me.”
She smiles and buries her face in my chest.
“I think I fucking love you, Nikki,” I blurt out, not thinking twice about the words leaving my mouth.
She moans and looks up at me, tears forming in the corner of her eyes. “I think I love you too…”
I mean every fucking word.
She’s everything I never knew I needed.
Sammi and Nikki have been down at the beach for a few hours now, while the three of us guys tackle an outdoor hot-tub that Nikki insisted we build.
Dean was game on the idea as soon as she said it, so away we went, chopping trees down and thinning them into boards to construct the outside. He had some left over liner from the pond he built, so we lined the inside with that, and even though it’s completely uneven, it’s quite impressive for three guys that have never built a damn hot-tub before.
“Looks good to me…” Dean says as we all stand back, waiting for it to fill with water.
Finally, the girls come running up from the beach, laughing and giggling about god only knows what. If I could take a guess, it would probably be something to do with what I requested earlier.
Hell—I’d probably invite Sammi and Jeremy to watch. The more the merrier.
Though, I’m not so sure that Jeremy is into that. Seeing my cock buried down another man’s throat might not be his cup of tea.
“You guys did a good job on this!” Nikki exclaims, placing herself between where Dean and I are standing next to each other.
The thought of having her sandwiched between us makes my cock rock hard within seconds.
I walk up to the edge of the hot-tub, trying to think of anything else so that my cock can relax, but it’s no use. The anticipation is far too overwhelming. I can’t wait to watch her suck his cock fucking dry.
“Hey, baby.” I feel Nikki’s arms wrap around the front of me. Next thing I know, her hand is sliding down toward my cock. “Is someone thinking about tonight?” she asks as her hand glides over my hardness.
“Fuck—it’s driving me crazy,” I admit in a low groan.
“I told Sammi, by the way,” she whispers. “Jeremy asked if they could watch…”
I let out a laugh. “I didn’t think he would be into that…”
“Fuck yeah. He’s kinkier than you think.”
“If Dean doesn’t mind an audience, I can’t see why not,” I say, turning around to face her as I adjust my cock up into the hem of my shorts.
“Where are we gonna do this?” she asks with raging curiosity in her eyes.
“I haven’t thought about that.”
“Dean’s living room is nice and spacious,” she suggests.
“You want us to take you in front of that big picture window?”
