“Go inside. Take a shower.” I rubbed my hand over his erection, his body arching into mine as he practically purred with need. While I loved sassy Finn, there was something about seeing him like this—vulnerable, needy, submissive—it did something to me. Gave me a dynamic I didn’t even know I wanted.
“Yes, Professor.” I pecked him on the lips, and he ran from the ocean, his tiny red shorts making me even harder.
When we were alone, I crooked my finger at Travis, who walked slowly towards me.
“Are you happy?” I asked.
He cupped my cheek, tilting his head as if he was trying to work out where my question came from. “The happiest. You.”
“So happy.”
“But?”
“But nothing. I sometimes just feel like this is all too good to be true. I mean, work is amazing, the house, the baby, the wedding. I was always so unhappy, and you two have given me a future I don’t always feel worthy of.”
His kiss was slow, his lips moving over mine as he poured his emotions into me. I felt them all: our friendship, love, respect, longing.
When Travis pulled back, his dark eyes were hooded and his lips swollen.
“You deserve all the happiness, Jas. We all do, and what we have… it was worth waiting for. I love you.”
“I love you too.”
“Now, let’s go edge Twinkle until he threatens to murder us in our sleep.” I chuckled. “I want to fuck you while you fuck him.”
My laughter turned into a guttural groan as I thought about being between the two of them.
“Yes, my lord.”
“I’ll never get tired of you calling me that.”
I winked and wrapped my fingers into his, contentment flooding me because these two men were mine.
Forever.