Chapter 25 GENTRY #2
Then he climbed up to join me, where he started to lick my skin from my abs to my neck.
We’d been teasing and playing for at least an hour, and my body was aching.
When he lay over me and started to grind, my eyes rolled to the back of my head.
Our shafts, rock hard against each other, created an intensity that made me gasp.
“Oh shit.”
I was surprised by how close I suddenly was. It was his lithe body, touching me all over, that brought me to that edge. He gave me a dirty smirk and rolled his hips again, the heads catching slightly, brushing the glans together, then the shafts rubbed. That was it.
Sparks were behind my eyes, my body felt like a huge bright light had gone off, and the climax felt like it wouldn’t end.
As soon as I started to release, I felt the heat of his orgasm on my skin, making me pulse again and again until I couldn’t think.
Joe lay on me, and I heard the shutter of the other camera going off.
I felt him move for the remote and stop the camera.
“That snuck up on me, Sweetheart. I hope it was good for you.” He nodded against my shoulder, clearly enjoying the bliss.
I don’t know how long we lay there, but we eventually went to his living room with his laptop and looked at the pictures.
The ones with us together made my cock move, wanting to recreate what we had done.
I wondered if our pictures were like the ones with him and Dusty.
But I wasn’t sure how to navigate these two worlds we were both living.
I leaned against him. Being with Joe felt good, and I was so glad to be with him. My mind wandered to my other lover. I couldn’t help it. I wouldn’t get to spend time with him before he left on his trip, and we would be gone when he got back.
Unintentionally, I sighed.
“What’s wrong?” He looked at me, then kissed the side of my head.
I decided to tell him the truth. “I didn’t get to see Dusty, and it’s going to be almost two weeks before we are all back in town again.”
He climbed on my lap, straddling my thighs, and picked up his phone.
“Oh, hello there.”
“Hi. What do you want for dinner?” I wasn’t sure why he had to be on my lap to make that decision, but I was okay with it.
It was also odd that he didn’t address what I had said, but that was fine.
It was something none of us had any experience with navigating.
We decided to get Chinese food. I listened as he order enough for at least five people.
“You ordered way too much food.” He shook his head.
“Nope. Now make out with me because we won’t be able to in about twenty minutes, at least until later.”
“They said it would be forty for the food.”
He raised an eyebrow and looked at me with a smirk. “I know, but I’m not sure I feel comfortable doing this in front of Dusty.”
My heart fluttered when he said he invited our lover over. I didn’t want to question it or make it a big deal.
“Oh. Okay.” Was all I said.
Before I could say anything more he grabbed the back of my head and kissed me hard and deep.
Reciprocating his desire, we made out for ten minutes, then pulled back.
I knew I had beard burn, and I could see it on Joe’s face.
Dusty would know what we had been doing, but that was okay, because our relationship wasn’t a secret.
Joe was right, though I didn’t think I was ready to be intimate with either of them when the other was around, but the fact that we would be able to see Dusty before he left was a gift. The sex wasn’t the important part.
When there was a knock at the door, we kissed one more time, then he stood up from my lap. Before he walked away, I grabbed his wrist. “Joe, thank you for this.”
“I’m going to miss him, too.” He kissed my cheek and went to his door.
Dusty stood on the other side of the door, and he was gorgeous as always, but when he hugged Joe, I watched.
The embrace was a little longer than that of casual friends, but it made my heart feel funny.
They looked amazing together. I stared and swallowed hard.
At that moment, I felt incredibly emotional because I cared for them—maybe even loved—both so very much.
I joined them at the door and got a hug from Dusty, too.
Joe watched us, and I wondered if his feelings were similar to mine. This felt awkward, but also like it was the precipice of something. I was confident we would all relax.
Dusty smiled and held up a bag. “I thought for this momentous occasion we might need this.” Reaching in, he pulled out limes, salt, and a bottle of Patron Tequila.
“Yes,” I said with a smile.
Joe turned around opened a cabinet and pulled out three shot glasses. All three of us grinned at each other like this would make everything less weird, and it might not but we’d at least relax.
Dusty opened the bottle, and filled each glass while I cut up limes.
Surprisingly Dusty gave us both a huge grin, “lets do this.” He licked his wrist and put some salt on it, Joe and I followed. Then we held up our glasses. “To excellent friends.” We clicked our glasses together, licked the salt and took the shot.
As it burned down my throat I felt even more affection for each of them. Bone deep I wanted us all to be lovers and friends and with us all here in the room together it became a possibility.