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Stefan
“Fuck, it's beautiful here.”I took a sip of my cappuccino and sat back.The vineyards always looked best to me in the early morning when everything else was still quiet.
“It's not an ocean view.But we like it,” my brother teased.
“Perhaps I should go keep Francesca company while you two discuss the vineyards.”Nick sat down with us at the table outside.
I grinned at my friend.“You fucked her twice.You're good for now.”
Nick smirked back at me.“Only once this morning, though.”He raised his eyebrows and nodded.And that was true.
Nick had slept in our bed last night after our fun.And in the morning, I woke to them already making out—hot and heavy.A few moments later—he slipped on a condom—and then he slipped into my wife.
Watching her take my best friend was a thing of beauty all on its own.Being able to share Francesca like that made my chest hurt.I was fairly certain that she and I were well-matched sexually.Her inexperience was what made things a little dicey.She could have very well refused the entire idea of me sharing her with my best friend.I wasn't completely sure what she'd do until I'd asked her to blow Nick.Up until then, it was just touching.And kissing.Nothing really over the line.
But you couldn't really go back with head.
Either she sucked on his dick—or not.It was completely up to her what she wanted to do.
And when she got down on her knees—I nearly came in my fuckin' pants.
Fuck.
That was so fuckin' hot.
And she'd listened to me so well.Done everything I'd asked of her.
“Give my wife a break, Nick.I think you had your fill,” I said and took another quick sip from my cup.
Nick chuckled and drank his cappuccino, too.“I'll never have my fuckin' fill of that woman.Christ, but she's beautiful.”He set his cup down and looked over at Carlo.“And tight.You'll have a time with her, I'm sure.”
That wasn't a deterrent for Carlo.Every woman we'd ever shared had a “time” with him and his cock.Giselle even bled during their first time together.
Carlo didn't comment.He just raised his eyebrows and smiled.“I'm glad things went well.Eve was a little pissed that you guys didn't stay downstairs.She wanted to see you with Francesca.”
Nick sighed and cleared his throat.“You fucking my wife was taking Francesca's attention away from what she needed to be concentrating on,” Nick said dryly and sat back in his chair.“Besides, maybe tonight we can all play.”Nick's eyes shot to me—and then he stared like he was waiting for a response.
“We'll see how she is today.I'm sure there will be questions.I don't want to push her too far, too soon.”I'd already exposed so much of my life to her in such a short time.I'd originally planned on waiting to introduce her number 8.b.on the spreadsheet.But the way she kissed Nick—and accepted the rest of us kissing people who were not our spouses—gave me hope she'd accept this part of my life, too.
Not to mention it was fucking hot watching her make out with my best friend.And I was a selfish fuckin' bastard.I wanted—more.
For her—and for me.
“Well, that's not a no.”He laughed.
I shook my head at my friend.“You were just inside my wife less than a half hour ago.And you're already planning to fuck her again?”
Nick picked up his cup and turned to me.“Have you—seen—your wife?”he asked a ridiculous question.
“He's right, Brother.Francesca's gorgeous.And that whole innocent vibe she's got going is not a turnoff.I was plenty disappointed when you three went upstairs, too.I wanted to see her tits for myself.And her pussy.And her ass.”He glanced over at Nick.
He took that as an invitation to share.“She's stunning.Absolutely stunning.The look on her face when she takes your cock—” Nick shook his head in disbelief.“It's unbelievable.Just wait and see.I nearly came after one thrust.”
He was right about that.Francesca's face when she took your cock—whether it was in her pussy—or her mouth—was a phenomenal display.
There was a question I had, though.That only these men could answer for me.Something that had been on my mind since I fucked Francesca last night.
