“Jett and I had a threesome with London,” I speak slowly, clarifying my sentence.
“Oh.” Her eyes widen.
“Really, we’re all even if you think about it. Jett and I have been with London, and you and I have been with London, so it’s all good.” I try to rationalize.
“That’s not how I see it at all. If I sleep with Jett, then we’d be all good.” She counters with her own rationale. It ain’t flying.
“Over my fucking dead body. Jett may get off on sharing his women, but I don’t. Unless it’s with another woman.” I slip that in there.
Ellie folds her arms and smirks. “Yes, I remember how much you enjoyed seeing me with another woman.”
“If I recall, you enjoyed it, too.” I cautiously slide my arm around her waist.
“I did.” She embraces my subtle surrender, running her nails down my biceps, over my barbed-wire tattoo, giving me the chills.
“But you still could have warned me.”
“I’m sorry. Please forgive my oversight. Only one woman has been on my mind.”
“Oh, yeah? Who’s that?” she asks seductively, skimming the tip of her tongue up my neck.
“Like you don’t know.” I grab her ass and crush her body against mine. ”If you don’t quit that I’m going to have to drag you into the lagoon and tear that tiny bikini off you.”
She giggles, “No way, I’m still mad at you. You’ll have to suffer.” She sucks on my skin.
“Would it have really made that much a difference if you knew or not?” Her mouth feels so good I’m starting to unravel.
“Possibly. I could have avoided looking like a blindsided idiot.”
“It was cute.”
“It definitely wasn’t.”
“It definitely was. And what I say goes.”
“Mmm hmm. Keep thinking that.”
“I will.” I squeeze Ellie’s ass cheek and nearly lift her off the ground. She lets out a little half scream, and I can’t help but think that’s not the only way I’m going to make her scream. “Can we go try and make nice?” I set her down and take her hand. I need to walk off my waking arousal, and walk it off right now.
“I guess I don’t really have a choice,” she resigns.
Once back, Ellie and I snuggle up in the lounge chair next to Jett and London. Jett throws me a look as Ellie situates herself between my legs and lays back on my chest.
I return a head nod indicating things are all good, even though Ellie still feels a little tense. I rub her shoulders in an attempt to relax her, and after a few minutes, she inhales deeply and melts against me. I smile to myself, feeding off her energy. She’ll never understand the effect she has on me.
For the next hour, the four of us just lounge like fat cats, soaking up the sun and sucking down drinks.
I can’t remember the last time I sat around and did nothing, and actually enjoyed myself.
“Oh!” Ellie sits up as two people standing on surfboards float by. “Do you want to go paddleboarding? I learned how to do it in Hawaii. It’s fun!”
I curl my lip. “Fun? No engine, no pedal, no throttle. How much fun could it be?”
Ellie’s eyebrows shoot up. “Oh, well, excuse me, Mr. Adrenaline Junkie.” She pushes me playfully. “You can just watch me then.”
“It would be my pleasure,” I answer as she gets up haughtily, and walks down the beach to the man sitting under a straw umbrella signing out water sports equipment.
“How much fun could it be?” Jett punches me in the arm out of the blue.
