Chapter 4
Dividends
Dante
Sara shifts gingerly on my lap. She’s more sore than she’s letting on. I lift her against me and take her into the bathroom. True to his word, Drew has the bath prepared. The room smells like flowers and herbs and a hint of citrus.
I sit on the edge of the tub with Sara on my lap. She trails her fingers down a strand of my hair. When she sighs, I tip her chin up to search her pale green eyes.
“What’s wrong?”
Her smile is sad. “We have to go soon.”
“Soon, but not now.” I run my finger over the curve of her jaw. “Why does that make you sad?”
“Because this ends.” She gestures to everything around her like the world is ending. Always so dramatic. I set her on her feet.
After I ease into the tub, I hold my hand out to help her in. She settles with her back against my front. She’s warm, soft, and small against me.
“I understand.” I do. Yesterday was a blur of sex. Here, we weren’t as concerned about getting dressed between. All that mattered was getting Sara off. There was no worrying about what anyone outside this room thinks about this. Just where and how we could fuck her next.
We definitely need to tip the housekeepers well.
Her fingers swirl in the water near my knee. “Do you think this will work out there?”
I swallow. “For us, yes. Once other people butt into it, things might get difficult.”
Her sigh goes through my whole body. After last night, it should be hard to get an erection, but not with Sara. Fuck, my hard cock presses insistently against her ass.
Not that I plan to do anything about it. She’s sore and needs to recuperate.
“My mom will probably call today.” Her voice is small. Her mother has always worried about her.
“Are you worried about that, pip?”
She rests her head against my shoulder and twists to look up at me. “I’ve done everything she’s asked me to. I’ve played the proper little society girl, but she’s going to know I spent the night in a hotel with Drew Young eventually.”
I lift a strand of her red hair and let it slip through my fingers. “You’re twenty-two, pip. You don’t have to worry about being a pristine virgin.”
Her delighted laugh echoes off the tile. “Yeah, that ship has finally sailed.”
“Regrets?” I tip her chin and search her eyes. I’ve always loved Sara’s eyes. The pale green color of fresh growth, new life.
She shakes her head. “No. Though I regret not doing it earlier.”
When I arch an eyebrow, she laughs. “Not with anyone else.”
“Good.”
She rests her cheek against my chest. “We need to get Peabody.”
I nod and don’t move an inch. What she said about leaving here settles in. Outside this room, what we are will change. The four of us were equals and united about what we wanted for Sara yesterday and this morning. But once we step out those doors, we have to face reality.
Our lives won’t change. Drew will date Sara in public. The four of us will fuck her in private. But outside our apartment, Sara will still be Tom’s little, off-limits sister.
Her wet skin clings to mine. The warm water surrounds us. The door is closed to the rest of the suite. It could be just me and her. She could be mine.
Outside this suite, she returns to being my responsibility. The one thing I can’t have. In public. I rest my chin on her head.
“Is the bath helping, pip?” I run my hand up and down her spine.
“Mmhmm.” She settles a little more on me, giving me her weight.
“Five more minutes and then we should get ready for the day.” I don’t want to leave any more than she seems to, but we all have to return to life.
Sara turns into my chest. Her knees slide onto either side of my hips.
“Dante.” Her voice is low and desperate. “I don’t want this to end.”
“It’s not ending, Sara.” I rub her back as she wraps her arms around my neck. “You still have us.”
“We didn’t pick an end date.” Her breath is hot against my neck, sending needful shivers through me. My cock throbs.
“You didn’t want to,” I remind her.
Her hips shift, brushing her pussy against my cock, and I suck in a breath.
“I don’t want it to end.” She lifts her head and her eyes meet mine. She raises up and slides my cock back until it notches against her entrance. Her pussy engulfs me as she takes me inside her body.
She shivers in my arms as she settles all the way on me. Fuck, I’ll never get enough of her.
“Painful?” I rub her back.
“A little.” She kisses my neck. “But worth it.”
“You’re worth it, pip.”
Her eyes lift to mine again. “Promise me you’ll warn me before it’s over.”
My cock twitches inside her. I’ll protect her from the end like I’ve protected her from everything else in her life. “Of course.”
She rests against me. I don’t feel the need to fuck into her. Just being inside her is enough. Her wet, pulsing pussy cushions my hard cock. Knowing she trusts me is enough.
Sara
I don’t know how long we stay like this. Dante’s cock inside me. Me holding on to him. There’s this connection I’ve always felt with Dante I never really explored. I was too afraid he’d flat-out reject me.
Now, I can’t imagine doing this without him. Knowing that, if Wyatt had been more receptive, I might have been with only him for the rest of my life feels almost blasphemous. I would have missed out on Dante and Finn and Drew.
Dante runs his hand through my hair.
“Sara, we should—”
I lift and take his mouth as I sink back down over his cock. He cradles my head in his hands as he meets me in the kiss. We rock together, barely moving. The water sloshes but doesn’t go over the side. I don’t want to think anymore.
The buzz of arousal washes away my thoughts until all I want is this, right here. The orgasm that’s beckoning me to claim it. To claim Dante. His tongue slides against mine. The sparks inside me dance harder and burn hotter.
Needing more friction, more movement. I drag my mouth away and rest my forehead against his, watching the blur in the water of us fucking. He holds my head to his as his other hand cups my breast and pinches my nipple, sending a jolt of pleasure slicing through me.
“You’re so beautiful when you come, pip.”
He lowers his hand between my legs and strokes my clit in slow circles as I quicken my rocking on him. Little cries leave me as he pushes me higher and higher.
“Be my good girl and come for me.”
My head tips back as I cry out my release. It pulls me under and flips me over as he thrusts up into my clenching pussy, holding me in that place where I’m completely and utterly his and only his.
He pumps into me a final time. My body crests another wave and I’m falling as I shatter around him again. When his roar echoes off the walls, satisfaction wells within me. He holds me safe in his arms as we come down.
Our breathing slows again.
He moves forward in the tub with me and, with one arm wrapped around me, stands with his still-hard cock buried inside me.
“Shower,” he murmurs into my hair as he walks over and turns on the water. I rest my head against his chest. Fuck, I could get used to this.
He checks the temperature and walks us in. The rain showerhead pours water over us. He captures my lips as he holds me effortlessly against him. The fire begins to burn hotter again. And awareness of his body floods mine.
The pulse of his cock inside me. The heat of his chest. His heartbeat quick against mine.
I whimper with need as my hands tangle in his hair. I throw myself into the kiss, into the feel of him against me. A night isn’t enough. A week won’t be enough. A lifetime might not be enough to feel this way.
The door to the shower opens. Hands caress my hips and lips press against my spine.
“Flower.” Finn. A whole new need bursts inside me. Dante lifts me off his cock, leaving me empty, and sets me on my feet.
Finn turns me in his arms and lowers his mouth to mine. After last night, this doesn’t feel odd or awkward. It’s natural for me to go from one guy’s arms to the next.
Dante rubs shampoo into my hair as Finn kisses me, holding me against his naked body. He breaks off the kiss to help me rinse my hair.
His green eyes sparkle down at me, lighting me up inside. “How’s your pussy?”
I glance over my shoulder as Dante rubs conditioner into my hair. His light blue eyes meet mine and my pussy pulses.
“A little sore,” I admit when I turn back to Finn.
He smirks and trails his hand down my stomach. “We must not have done our jobs then, if it’s only a little sore.”
He caresses my clit and I squeeze his shoulders as pleasure sweeps through me.
“How’s your ass?” He dips his fingers inside my pussy.
“Sore.” My lips part on a breath.
He works his fingers in and out, pushing me higher. I rest my head against his shoulder as my hips rock with his rhythm.
“You want me to fuck this pussy?” When Finn adds another finger, thrusting in and out, I cry out as he pushes me over the edge. “Or do you want me to be nice and lick it better for you?”
I’m shaking against him as Dante tips my head back into the spray to rinse the conditioner from my hair. His fingers slide down my neck, leaving a trail of tingles in their wake.
“You should lick it better.” Dante slides his hands down to my waist. “We wouldn’t want her to not be able to walk out of the hotel.”
I bite my lip. Fuck, maybe I want that. To have Finn fuck me so hard, my legs won’t hold me anymore. Finn draws his fingers from my pussy and lowers his gaze to my lips with a mischievous smile.
“Suck them clean, flower.” He holds his fingers in front of my lips and I open for him. Pushing them in deep against my tongue, he watches me suck on them. The taste of me and Dante explodes on my tongue, making me moan.
Finn draws them out and nods to Dante. Suddenly, I’m lifted into the air. Finn grabs beneath my knees and holds them out wide as he grins up at me.
“Fuck,” I whimper. He has me spread open and Dante’s breath is against my spine.
“That will have to wait for later, flower. I’m going to suck now.” His breath caresses my bare pussy before his hot mouth and tongue fall on it.
I can’t stop the noises coming from my mouth as he sucks and licks and nibbles on my clit. He’s twisting me up inside as he devours me, and when he slides a finger into my pussy, I’m lost to the pleasure.
He wrings an orgasm out of me and then another and finally another until I’m a mess in their arms. My body trembles between them as they lower me down. My breathing comes out in pants.
When they begin to wash me, it’s almost too much. I’m sensitive everywhere.
When I finally settle a little inside, I reach out for their hard cocks and stroke them. Their cocks each have a different feel in my hands. My pussy pulses in time with my strokes.
If I weren’t sore, I’d guide them to my pussy and ass. Yesterday, with them both inside me, it was intense and felt so good and full and tight and every movement seemed amplified. Finn curses as he comes on my stomach. A second later, Dante comes on my ass. The water washes it away.
Finn gathers me in his arms and kisses me. Fuck, I know I shouldn’t get used to this. Get used to kissing them, but it’s so easy and effortless.
But once we’re outside in the real world, all this gets tucked away in a corner. No one else can know what these two do to me. Everyone else will assume they’re still the catches of society. Free and available.
I don’t know how I won’t start a million catfights. Because even if it’s in secret, they’re mine.