Page 49 of I Kissed Three Boys…

My cock swelled again just thinking about it.

I turned the jet ski out of our little group and went farther from the shore before I embarrassed myself. Or before I went back to the beach and hauled her against me.

We spent the day on the water, stealing glances at her while she sunbathed and read and waded into the surf to cool off. Those minutes were the best minutes of the day.

Turned out, Henryk wasn’t as much a stuffy prince as he was just a rich guy who needed to get out more. And he knew how to ride a jet ski. How to fish. Probably could walk on water if he put his mind to it.

By afternoon, we put our toys away and walked onto the beach. The sand was white and hot beneath our feet, but worth every second to get closer to Erin. I moved to stand beside the chaise where Erin, who had her own collection of cocktail glasses on the table next to her, was sunbathing topless now. Although we couldn’t see anything naughty yet, since she was lying on her belly.

Silas seized the day because he did that kind of thing. He poured a dollop of honey-colored suntan oil onto his hands, sat beside her, then rubbed it into her back. Her smooth, supple skin shined a golden brown. Everywhere his hand swiped, shimmered with the glitter infused oil. She shifted so her legs were at the edges of the chaise. The view was incredible.

Erin moaned as his hands skimmed across her lower back, and his little finger dipped into the waistband of her bikini bottoms, trailed along the delicious curve of her ass.

My mouth watered as I watched his finger veer lower and she swirled her hips. He leaned in and whispered, but not quite low enough, “Turn over and I’ll do your front.” And then he kissed her shoulder and moved his hand further into her bottoms.

She moaned again and shifted some more, using her body to move his hand lower, closer to her pussy. “Mmm.”

I sat on the chaise next to hers and took the bottle of oil, poured some into my hand and then began to massage it into her thigh. I’d imagined how soft her skin would be when I jerked off last night, but this was better. So much better.

I kneaded her skin, the muscle underneath. Then I let my hand move higher, let my fingers do the walking, slip inside the elastic riding high on her ass cheek. Certainly, it was my plan to also move closer to her hot spot.

I nodded to Henryk, who was watching. She had another leg and we had plenty of lotion. No reason the prince shouldn’t join in and have a little fun too. Erin was into it, so why not?

But he shook his head and sat, watching. When I squeezed her ass, she sighed, lifted her hips, pushed herself into our hands. Silas cupped her ass low, his fingers close to the promised land.

“Excuse me, your highness?” The voice was startling when I was concentrating so hard on hearing Erin’s contented sighs and her moans of pleasure.

I jerked away from Erin. Silas pulled his hand out, and we all looked up at Ray. Erin was still on her belly, but she turned to smile and shield her eyes from the sun.

To his credit, he didn’t act as if there was anything amiss in finding Erin mostly naked with us all over her. He looked at Henryk. “There’s a helicopter circling above. We should get you inside before you’re tomorrow’s headline.”

Henryk nodded and allowed Ray to usher him up the beach to the patio and into the common area. Erin jumped up and wrapped herself in a towel then hurried after them. Silas and I stayed behind.

“Fucking helicopter.” Silas looked up, flipping it off as it hovered not far from the shore. Far enough a telephoto lens would’ve still been blurry, but not so far as to mistake the gesture Silas made. It was universal.

“Right?” He’d almost been knuckle deep, and I hadn’t been far behind him. Dammit. She’d been warm and ready. Maybe we should’ve moved her inside, reaping the rewards of our efforts. But instead, we were on the beach and Henryk had her all to himself. The letdown was real.

I flopped onto Erin’s lounger and wished I had a beer. I looked over at Silas, who was also reclined now. “So, what do you think about Prince Charming in there?”

He shrugged. “Don’t know. I don’t think he’s ever going to be as relaxed out of the water as he was on it.”

True. He’d only watched us, not touched her. Even last night when she kissed him, he hadn’t done much more than lay a hand at the small of her back. This might be too much for him

“But he wants her. Even somebody as uptight as he is can’t disguise a boner when he’s wearing swim shorts.”

Silas chuckled. “Wanting her might not be enough. I mean if he was...”

“Normal?” It was easy to figure out where Silas’s mind was at. Even if I didn’t know him so well and he wasn’t like a brother to me, I’d know what he meant because I thought the same thing.

Silas nodded. “Yeah.” He paused and looked out at the water. “Even if we somehow manage to make a poly out of this with him, it can’t last.”

“Obviously. The guy’s a prince. And they found him here.” I pointed to the empty sky as if the helicopter hadn’t flown away once Henryk left the beach. “There’s no way to make this long-term.”

He nodded. As usual, we were on the same page. And then he grinned. “But this is our vacation with her, and I’m thinking that so long as we keep her happy, she’ll keep us happy.” His smile widened. “And, whether Prince Charming goes all in or not, I thinkweknow how to keep a woman like Erin happy.”

“We do.” So true.

That sounded good to me. So fucking good.

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