Chapter 3
3
Giselle
“Istill don’t know how we talked them into this,” Eve whispered into my ear.
I laughed in a hushed voice so Stefan wouldn’t hear. “Because they both want a ménage with us. In a big way.”
She giggled with her hand over her mouth. “Yeah, good point,” she mumbled as we tiptoed to Stefan’s room. Eve quietly turned the handle on his door. We peeked in and saw Stefan reading a book. His bedside table lamp was on, and it shined across his naked torso. He looked yummy laying there, bedsheet pulled up just below his waist, one hand cocked behind his head while he held a book in his other hand.
Eve knocked lightly on the open door. Stefan looked up and frowned. “What are you doing?”
Eve stepped in first. “Can we come in?”
Stefan shook his head and set the book down beside him. “No.”
Eve skipped in and I shut the door behind me.
“Too late.” She shrugged her shoulders and jumped on his bed. “We’re already here.” Her voice was so funny and playful, it put me in an equally giddy mood. She crawled across his bed in a seductive, yet flirty way.
“Uh, this is not a good idea,” Stefan said in a grouchy tone. “Why are you two in here?”
I smiled and sashayed my way over to the bed. “Isn’t that obvious, honey? Do you want us to show you? Or would you like us to explain it?”
Eve giggled her sexy little laugh. “Oh, I vote for showing.”
That made me giggle, too.
Stefan was the only one—not—in a fun mood. We’d have to change that.
“Hmm, how should we show him?” I asked while I crawled onto the bed beside Eve.
Stefan’s face grew grim. “You ladies need to leave before—” his eyes darted to the closed door, “someone comes in here.”
I turned my head to Eve. “I think a lot of people are going to—come—in here.”
Eve’s head fell back, and she cackled at my joke. “You are so right,” she said and winked at me. “I wonder who’ll be first?” she asked with her eyes open wide.
I looked at Stefan and lowered my voice to sex-kitten tone. “Do you want to be first?” I squeezed my upper arms together, increasing my already large cleavage.
Stefan took immediate note. His eyes dropped to my breasts. He cleared his throat and said, “What are you doing?” He looked at me and then to Eve. “What if Nick and Carlo walk in and see?”
He was visibly agitated, and it made my heart hurt.
I sat down in front of him, my legs underneath me. “They gave us permission.”
His forehead wrinkled, and it was the first time I really noticed the creases on the sides of his eyes. “Why would they do that?” his voice was full of doubt about what I’d just told him.
“She’s right.” Eve walked her fingers cutely up his leg to his thigh—and onto something that was growing hard under the top sheet.
His hand shot out and grasped hers, stopping Eve from going any further. “Why would they agree to both of you coming in here?”
I rubbed his calf through the sheet. “Because they’ll get the same fun time with us, too.”
He stared at me for a moment, and then he looked at Eve. “Is that true?”
She nodded and slipped her hand out of his grip. “Yes. Do you think we’d lie to you?”
I swiveled my head to Stefan and moved up closer to him. “You know we wouldn’t lie to you. Evie and I wanted to come in here and make you feel good.” I set my hand on his bare chest. The wiry hair there tickled my palm. “We miss you.” I fluttered my eyelashes and leaned into him—my breasts grazing his chest. “I had a dream about us last night.” My lips touched his with a light kiss. “You,” I kissed him again, “me,” my tongue slipped out and licked his lower lip, “and Evie. It was so hot, Stefan. I can’t stop thinking about it.”
He let me kiss him harder. Our tongues touched and he moaned.
“Oh, tell us more about your dream.” Eve joined our kiss and I grinned against their lips. “It started like this.” My tongue swept into her mouth, and she sighed. We kissed like that for a minute as we leaned over Stefan. Our breasts touched and it felt so good. I broke the kiss for a second. “And then I did this.” My hands wandered up to Eve’s huge breasts. Her nipples were already hard, and that turned me on even more. “You have the most fantastic breasts.” I palmed both of them and pinched her nipples between my thumb and index finger.
“No, your breasts are beautiful. And they’re bigger than mine, too.” Eve’s hands touched my breasts and I sighed. We kissed again and played with each other’s chests. There was no urgency. We just enjoyed our slow, soft movements.
Eve broke our kiss and asked, “Maybe we should ask Stefan what he thinks?”
I smiled and agreed, “Good idea.” My hands slid around her back, and I undid her lacy black bra. And then she removed mine.
We turned to Stefan, and I asked, “Whose breasts are nicer?”
Eve spoke up right away, not giving Stefan a chance to answer, “Giselle’s are, right? Look at how big these suckers are.” Her hands reached over and touched me. She lifted them and squeezed. “You are so pretty.”
I shook my head and said, “No, look at you.” She dropped my breasts and let me do the same to her. “Yours are perfect. I’d kill to have your breasts.”
Eve grinned at me and gently touched the side of my face. “You’re so nice. I’m glad you came into my life.”
My heart felt like it was going to explode. “Me, too. I’m lucky I moved into that crappy rental. Who knew my future best friend was living next door?” My eyes started to tear up. Because yes, I was the lucky one for moving next to Eve.
But also, because soon, I’d never see her again. And I knew how much I was going to miss her when I was gone.
“I love you, Evie,” I said, my voice hitching slightly.
She smiled back at me tenderly. “I love you, too.” She wrapped her arms around me and pulled me in for a hug. And that hug turned into a kiss. A really, really big one.
Our tongues fought against each other’s—trying to win control. A serious ache began to make itself known between my legs.
“Christ,” Stefan whispered beside us, bringing us back into the real world.
Evie smiled against my lips. “Oops, I guess we forgot about him.” Her head jerked to the side.
I laughed and nodded. “We really shouldn’t leave him out of the fun.”
We switched our attention to Stefan. Eve kissed him on the lips while I dragged my tongue down his neck. I tasted his clean skin and inhaled the spicy scent of lingering soap. Stefan always smelled so good after a shower.
I kissed down to his chest and let my fingers trail further to the large bump under the sheet. “Hmm,” I moaned as I felt—him. “I love how hard you get.”
Stefan sighed as his hand shot out and clutched mine. Then he shoved it under the sheet.
Directly onto his cock. I stroked his rock-hard length. “I think he likes your kisses, Evie. Feel this.”
I pulled her hand onto his cock, and she gasped. “Oh my,” Eve said in a loud squeal. “What should we do about that?” She grinned over at me, and I took her lead.
I shrugged and said, “I have an idea of something that might help.” I smirked at her.
She covered her mouth with one hand, and her eyes widened. “I’m willing to try anything. What should we do?”
I stifled a giggle and moved myself down. Once I was face to face with Stefan’s issue—I licked the glistening tip of him. The salty shock hit my tastebuds and I swallowed. I looked up at Stefan as I lowered my mouth around him.
“Fuck.” He puffed out a loud breath. His hand landed on the back of my head. “That’s right,” he moaned, “suck my cock.” I increased my suction and my speed. “Yeah, Giselle. Just like that. Fuck, you are so good.”
Eve’s fingers touched the side of her face. “Can I help, too? That looks like a big job for one person.”
I smiled with Stefan still in my mouth. After I popped off his cock, I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. “Yes, I could really use some help with this.” My hand held Stefan at his base and I tilted him slightly. “Here.” I offered Stefan’s angry cock to Eve.
She took full advantage and immediately started sucking on him.
“Yeah, Eve. Your mouth feels fucking fantastic,” Stefan hissed. I let go of him and watched Eve for a minute. Her gorgeous breasts swayed and bounced with every movement of her head.
She slipped off his cock and looked at me. “Maybe if we both work at the same time, we’ll get the job done faster?” She gave me a half-smirk and a wink.
I nodded and played along. “Good idea.” She moved over a bit and we both licked Stefan’s cock up and down. Our eyes locked on him, and I swear—I’d never seen that expression on his face before.
“Holy fuck,” he said with a thrust of his hips. Eve and I continued to lick his cock at the same time. Sometimes, our tongues even touched, and it sent a wonderful zinging sensation through my body.
After one of these accidental touches, we started kissing again. We’d kiss for a while and then take turns sucking on Stefan. It was so slow and tantalizing—I felt myself begin to drip between my legs.
“Christ, you two are fucking teases,” Stefan mumbled. He pulled the pillow out from behind his head and pushed his body further down the bed. Then he grabbed onto my wrist.
Tight.
“On my face, sweetheart,” he said in a low, gravelly voice. He tugged and I went willingly. “Straddle me. I want to taste every drop of you.”
I did what the man asked, already knowing I was more than dripping wet for him. As I moved over his face, he surprised me. Instead of facing the headboard like I thought he’d want, he turned me the other direction. Stefan gave directions to my partner in crime. “You get my cock, Eve. Fuck it however you want. But do it well. And I want you ladies kissing and touching each other’s tits while you do it.”
Right after that, Stefan’s fingers ripped my panties to the side, and he started licking me.
I gasped and rolled my eyes back, “Stefan, honey. Yes, that feels so good.”
The bed moved and dipped. I opened my eyes to see Eve removing her panties. She looked at me with a loaded smile—and I knew exactly what she was thinking.
Our plan to seduce Stefan worked. Hopefully, this would be the first step in getting him back into our fold.
I offered her my hands while she lifted her leg and settled on top of Stefan. She held on until her knees were firmly planted on either side of Stefan’s hips.
I watched her stroke his cock a few times before she rose up and slid onto it.
Eve sighed and her eyelids fluttered closed. Stefan moaned against my clit, and it almost made me come.
His fingers dug into my thighs. “Not yet. I’m not done eating you,” he reprimanded me, sending shocks of pleasure up my body.
Eve’s eyes popped open, and her hands ran up and down my arms. “Ready to have some fun?” she questioned me while her fingers found my breasts.
“I think we already are,” I answered back, making us both giggle.
“Shut up and start making out,” Stefan said tersely below me. Every time he spoke it vibrated against my sex. I wasn’t sure how long I could last like this.
Eve’s smile grew and she pulled me in—which wasn’t difficult seeing as our chests were practically touching right now.
We leaned in closer and kissed. Gently at first.
Tasting.
Teasing.
Playing.
But when her hands squeezed my breasts, I couldn’t help but deepen our kiss.
My hands found her huge, soft breasts. They overflowed in my palms, and I loved it.
Apparently, so did Eve.
She started riding Stefan’s cock harder and harder. We synchronized our motions—Eve on Stefan’s cock, and me on his face. She kissed down my neck and lifted one of my breasts to her open mouth. I groaned before her tongue even had a chance to take its first lick. And when she did—I felt myself clench so hard I worried for Stefan’s tongue.
“Yeah, that’s nice, Evie.” I let go of her breasts and lifted my hair up with my hands. I was already getting hot.
I held onto my head and leaned back a bit, providing easier access for Eve. She licked and sucked on my breasts while we kept our rhythm.
Both of us using Stefan like this—like the most erotic seesaw of all time—made me so turned on I could already see stars.
Eve continued playing with me, and Stefan intensified his work below.
“Christ, you two are fucking wet,” he groaned. That knowledge—knowing that Eve was wet, too, took me to a whole other level of hot.
“Fuck me harder, Eve.” Stefan’s voice was gruff and held a sense of desperation to it. Eve immediately let go of my breasts and set her hands back on Stefan’s legs behind her. Then she started pumping herself hard on top of him.
She let her head fall back, all of her gorgeous blonde hair swinging in the air.
Her big breasts bounced with every unceasing jerk of her hips.
I knew Stefan liked what she was doing. And he liked it a lot.
Because he’d upped his pace underneath me, too. His insistent tongue drove me closer and closer to the bright burst of light I knew was inevitable now.
I bent forward and touched Eve’s swaying breasts. She shrieked and whimpered, telling me how close to orgasm she really was.
Almost there.
Just like me.
And I’d bet money on the fact that Stefan wasn’t far behind.
I lowered my head further and captured one of her nipples in my mouth. Eve cried out, “Yes, Giselle, I love that. Keep sucking on me. Please, don’t stop.”
So, I didn’t.
I teased her hard bud with the tip of my tongue and listened to her whimpering grow desperate.
“You ladies better be close. Eve, I’m going to come inside of your hot pussy any fucking second.”
Eve frantically answered him back. “Stefan, yes. Yes, come inside of me, honey. I want you so much.”
Stefan’s tongue circled my clit—and then his lips did.
And that was it.
I was there.
He’d pushed me to the edge—and then over.
I inhaled deeply but made darn sure not to quit sucking on Eve. When a final, shrill cry flew out of her mouth, I doubled down and pinched one nipple between my fingers while I continued nibbling on the other.
“I feel you coming inside of me. Oh, yes, fill me up, Stefan. I want your come inside of me.”
Stefan’s hands gripped my thighs so tightly I was positive there’d be bruises tomorrow. But I didn’t care one bit.
Because I was coming, too. Right into his mouth. He lapped at me endlessly as I convulsed against his mouth. The more he moaned and huffed beneath me, the harder I came.
Eve started panting and I could tell her spasms were settling. She slid more slowly and languidly up and down Stefan’s shaft. I let her breasts go and used the back of my hand to wipe my mouth.
We smiled at each other, and she gave me a huge hug. I held on and squeezed her right back.
In an instant, she toppled us over and onto the bed. We laughed hysterically as the bed bounced under us. “That was fun.” She gazed into my eyes while we held onto each other.
An immediate and intense sense of loss hung over me.
Even though she was still right here in my arms, I missed my best friend with an ache in my chest that hurt so bad I could hardly speak. My hand reached out and touched Eve’s laughing face and I brushed a few tendrils of hair over her ear. “You’re so pretty, Evie. Sometimes I can’t even believe you’re a real person.”
She breathed in quickly and her expression immediately changed.
Now she gave me a soft, sweet, gentle grin. “I think the same thing about you, honey. You’re so beautiful you take my breath away sometimes.”
She dropped a tender kiss on my lips, and I returned it. Our arms wrapped around each other, and I let myself get lost in her attention.
Until Stefan cleared his throat. “You do realize I'm still here, right?”
Eve and I giggled and finally let go. “Oh, we haven’t forgotten you.” Eve crawled over to his side, and I moved to the other. She kissed him and their light moans made my nipples harden.
I ran my hand down his chest, over his sculpted abs, and to his glistening cock. He was still wet from fucking Eve. I wanted a turn now. My lips touched the side of his neck. “Do you have a condom? I want you to make love to me,” I crooned and stroked his well-lubricated cock.
He let go of Eve’s lips and turned to me. “No, sweetheart. I’m not fucking you until you’re pregnant with Carlo’s child. I don’t want to risk it.” His mouth touched mine. I could taste and smell my musky scent on him.
I pushed away slightly. “We’ll be safe, Stefan. It’ll be okay.” I tried to prod and convince him.
But he shook his head and gave me one of the saddest looks I'd ever seen from him before. He gently touched side of my face then slid his fingers into my hair. “No, we can’t. It’s too risky.” He paused for a moment and really held my eyes. “For both of us.”
My lungs stopped working and I felt his words seep through me. Stefan was definitely scared of getting me pregnant. And he certainly didn't want to suffer the consequences of an accident happening.
All of this broke my heart in so many ways I couldn’t count.
I wanted to sleep with Stefan again. I wanted to feel him over me, taking control. I wanted to feel him inside of me, thick and hard.
And I wanted to feel his cock jerk and explode in my pussy—one more time before I left and never saw him again.
I loved this man, and the thought of never sleeping with him again completely devastated me.
A billion words ran through my brain—but I couldn’t think of one thing to say to him. I was about to lose one of the great loves of my life.
I’d never sleep with Stefan again.
We’d never make love.
We’d never run off to a market where he’d spend way too much money on me. And then whisk me off to a fancy hotel where he’d rip my clothes off.
Never.
Ever.
Again.
I could I feel my eyes getting wet, but I hoped like heck I wouldn't cry. Even though I really felt like doing exactly that.
So, I said the one thing I knew was true—the one thing I knew would always be true.
No matter where in the world I was.
And no matter where in the world Stefan was.
“I love you, Stefan. I always will.” My voice cracked on the last word, and I swallowed over the hard dry lump in my throat. Tears stung behind my eyes.
His gaze softened and he kissed me sweetly. “This isn’t goodbye, Giselle. This is only until you’re pregnant.” He tried to reassure me but that was only because he didn't know the truth. And I prayed he never would.
I’d never be pregnant with Carlo’s baby. And I'd never be pregnant with his.
Part of me felt like Stefan already knew there was no future for us. Or maybe I was just projecting.
Either way, I knew this would be the last time we'd be in a bed together.
And I swear it broke my heart.
“I know. It just makes me sad,” I finally replied once I could speak again.
Eve’s head popped up from the other side of Stefan. “I doubt it will take Carlo long to knock you up. He seems fairly determined.” Eve smiled at me. She didn’t see Stefan’s face, though.
But I did.
I could see the pain written all over it.
And my heart snapped apart again. Even so, I gave Eve a small smile and said, “Yeah.”
She leaned over and kissed me. “I can’t wait for you to have another baby. Dani will freak out. She’ll make a wonderful big sister.”
My stomach twisted and churned. Every time I thought about leaving these people—it made me feel horrible.
But every time I thought about taking Dani away from these people—people she’d known most of her life—it made me sick.
Completely heartsick to even imagine her never seeing her auntie Evie again. Or her new baby cousins.
No, Eve wasn’t her biological aunt, but that didn’t matter. She’d been more family to me than my own family had ever been. And now Dani wouldn’t have her.
Or Nick.
Or Stefan.
Or Carlo.
I was about to tear my baby away from people who genuinely loved and cared for her.
And it sucked.
Big time.
This was the kind of thing that affected kids for the rest of their lives.
But that was the real catch twenty-two.
If I didn’t take Dani away, she may not have a life to live anymore.
I sure wouldn’t. That I knew for certain. I wasn’t sure what Sergio would do with Dani.
And I’d do everything I could never to find out.