Chapter 47 #2
I fish out my smokes and Remy hoists himself up and snags us another round of beers.
We relocate from the cockpit to the stern, basking in the fall sun and trading euphoric, shell-shocked grins as we share cold brews, affectionate touches, and cigarettes.
Pretty sure none of us believe that just happened but also that it was…
mind bending and unforgettable. And how is that even possible?
How was that not weirder? How are we all still standing, metaphorically speaking?
An hour later, I walk over to the expansive hull spanning the bow. It’s flat, making it the ideal spot for more of…whatever this is. Sunlight reflects off the white surface so brightly, I squint, scanning the horizon, which is still devoid of other boats. Yeah…perfect.
Here goes round two.
I call for Jax and Remy to join me and when they do, the sight of their bare bodies jars me for a second. All of us, naked. Doing nasty deeds. But somehow…it’s also kind of beautiful.
Shifting mental gears, I sit on the smooth fiberglass. “Come here, baby.”
Jax stretches out, laying her head in my lap, her gorgeous hair fanning over my cock and sending a fresh wave of anticipation through me.
I gaze down at her, hoping she can read how much I respect and cherish her.
Those languid pools of light honey mirror the same reassurances.
She palms my cheek and draws me to her lips, our tongues twining and dancing.
I cup her breasts as we kiss, her nipples tightening under my touch.
My erection hardens without apology as my head swims with the possibilities.
She breaks the kiss, and both of us glance at Remy, who’s studying us intently.
His fingers trace the apex of Jax’s thighs, which she’s spread wide, granting him full access.
He presses a finger inside her—his eyes glued to her pussy—and my girl’s breaths turn ragged from our dual attention.
Jax undulates before me, hips bucking, back arching, and it’s hot as fuck watching her unravel.
With nothing more than a look, Remy and I switch places. It’s my turn to fuck this glorious pussy, and proof of her pleasure glistens in the sunlight. It’s a beautiful sight…all of her, splayed in offering.
I line up at her entrance, our eyes meeting as I thrust inside those hallowed walls.
Fucking heaven. She’s primed, her slick heat strangling my dick while inviting me all the way in.
Jax moans loudly, and I already want to blow from her rapturous expression, the way she widens those legs for more, claws at my back, and the sublime way our two bodies fit together.
I deny the impulse to give in to the euphoria rocketing me skyward and begin a familiar rhythm of driving my hips into my favorite woman on earth. Exquisite. Sweet. Perfection.
Remy palms her breasts. “I love the way these bounce when you’re getting fucked,” he tells her. “I’ve got plans for them next.”
She moans and he swallows the sound with his mouth.
“Goddamn,” I utter. Jax is so wet, a raunchy squelch resounds each time I slam into her. And I can’t hold on any longer. Pressure builds in my balls, tightening as that telltale, urgent pulsing in my dick and spine climbs.
Jax wails when I climax with a vengeance, unloading into her with long drives and grinding hips as waves of release rocket through us both. My eyes close as the last contraction hits. I never want to leave this place.
But there are still two people who need to get off. Reluctantly, I pull out, getting a final glimpse of Jax’s face. She’s panting, flushed, radiant.
Remy straddles her chest, and I know exactly where he’s going with this even before he instructs her to push those magnificent tits together.
I focus on fondling my girl’s freshly fucked pussy and can’t help admiring the copious amounts of cum spilling from it.
I’m filled with a warped, possessive satisfaction, pushing some of it back into her swollen depths.
Where it belongs. Wait…what? The thought jars me but I don’t have time to ponder it.
I get down to business, exposing her hidden jewel and stroking that demure marvel on either side.
Her clit rapidly responds, standing to attention in all its rosy glory, chasing the orgasm she’s desperately seeking.
I thrust in two fingers while I jack her off with both hands, absorbed by the view, her silky velvet walls fluttering, needing, begging.
“I’m not going to last,” Remy warns.
“I’m…” Jax pants, teetering on the edge.
“Come for me, baby,” I urge.
She cries out seconds later, waves of release rippling through her and gripping my fingers.
Her clit stands rigid and proud, and I keep the pressure up as she rides the high.
Remy falls right after. I can’t see exactly what’s happening, but he sure as shit just shot his load all over her tits and throat.
“Jesus,” I murmur, a little awed.
Remy climbs off Jax, breathing hard. She’s a vision…and a mess. A beautiful mess. I grab a roll of paper towels and press a handful to her chest before giving some to Remy and using one on myself.
We flop back against the hull with Jax sandwiched in the middle and come down from…all that. The sun bathes our sweaty, sex-fueled bodies as a lulling narcosis sets in. Jacqui slips her hand into mine, and our legs touch as we lie there, luxuriating in this strange, profound, unexpected connection.
She’s the first to break the silence.
“Thank you,” she murmurs.
Remy cackles. “Uh…thank you.”
There’s a commotion on their side, but I merely chuckle and squeeze her hand, then bring it to my lips for a prolonged, reassuring kiss.
“You’re incredible, sweetheart,” Remy says, serious now. “Mick and I are the luckiest SOBs on earth.”
I hum in agreement.
We stay sprawled in the sun, naked and sated. Pretty sure I doze for a spell, not in any hurry to move.
Eventually we foist ourselves back into reality, donning our clothes and pulling up anchor. As we make our way to the marina, we’re all grins and kisses and touches. No jealousy. No judgments. No pain.
It’s bizarre. And I don’t know what it all means. Where this will go. If we’ve just royally fucked up—or discovered something unexpectedly potent. But I love these two people more than anyone else on earth. Their friendship, acceptance, and love mean everything to me.
And there’s no reversing this decision now.
I can only hope this won’t ruin us. Or ruin me.