“Nice.” He takes the bottle and does the same, stroking his dick as he rubs against Cairo, whose soft murmurs send little jolts of electricity through me.
Soon the three of us are furiously rubbing against each other. I peer over Luca’s shoulder to see him nuzzling Cairo’s neck as he works Cairo’s dick in his fist. God, that’s fucking hot. I thought I might feel some jealousy, but seeing Cairo soaked in pleasure fills me with happiness, even if I’m not the one giving it to him.
Oof. There it is. That thought just hit me right in the gut. I’ve avoided the attraction I felt towards my friend for a long time, but right now, my body overstimulated with a beautiful man rubbing into me, that gorgeous best friend of mine grinding his way to another climax, my mind remembering in vivid detail the sweetness of his mouth when I finally tasted his lips—
“Fuck.” My dick twitches, spilling cum between Luca’s gorgeous ass cheeks. It came at me so fast I didn’t feel it building. This whole thing got a bitch shook.
“Fuck yeah,” Luca murmurs, bouncing his thick ass into me as he works harder on Cairo. “You gonna come for me again, baby?” he whispers to Cairo, sending a little flutter through my stomach.
Um. Okay. Why am I feeling things when he isn’t talking to me?
“Yes,” Cairo moans. “Fuck. Coming now.”
“Mmm,” Luca murmurs, biting into the flesh between Cairo’s shoulder and neck. “Oh fuck. This is good. So good.”
Luca’s body tenses against me as he rides out his orgasm, sandwiched between me and my best friend. Cairo’s final sound is a soft “fuck”, and then the three of us move apart, just enough to cool down a little.
Staring at the ceiling, my eyes wander around the ridiculous gold moldings in the corners, a mural of the beach and ocean, and actual statues of cherubs sitting on pillars in each corner of the massive room. I have to talk to Cairo about changing the décor, immediately.
“We should shower,” Cairo says.
“Together?” Luca asks, hope shining through in his tone.
“Yeah,” Cairo answers. “It’s a big shower.”
I scoff. “And by big he means all of us at the bakery and all of you at Black Heart could fit at the same time. It’s like a locker room shower.”
“Everything in excess,” Cairo says, grinning sheepishly.
“I’m down,” Luca says. “Let’s get clean.”
“And then food, please?” I add. “I’m dying.”
“Definitely food,“ Cairo says. “Should we brunch?”
He speaks as he climbs out of bed, his cum covering his stomach and dick, Luca’s cum dripping down his ass crack. What a fucking sight that is. I want my cum on him too. Oh fuck. There my brain goes again.
Danger, will.i.am, or whatever that show was way before my time.
Cairo notices my eyes on him and flashes me a sexy smirk.
I tilt my head. “You know you look good like that, right?”
“Like what?” he asks with big innocent eyes.
“Debauched.”
Cairo laughs, dragging his fingers through his unruly curls.
Luca chuckles. “I sure do like the scenery.” He flicks his head in my direction. “Look at you.”
My eyes shift down and I smile. “Nothing like waking up to a warm, soft ass.”
Luca laughs. “Agreed.”
The three of us file into the bathroom where Cairo walks into the massive shower. Fortunately for him, the bathroom was remodeled a few years ago after a pipe broke behind the shower, and Cairo’s nieces and nephews talked his aunty into a more modern style. It’s nice in here, even if it’s basically all white marble. The shower though, that thing is epic, with jets and nozzles coming out of three walls and two rainfall shower heads above. The all-glass doors close to make a steam room, complete with benches for sitting. Or fucking. I vote fucking.
Cairo fiddles with the settings while I open the medicine cabinet and hand Luca an unopened toothbrush. His eyebrow rises in question.
“Let’s just say both Cairo and I keep a stash of spare toothbrushes for unexpected overnight guests.”
Luca shakes his head, laughing. “It’s amazing I got my hooks in the two of you.”
“But did you though?” I laugh, turning on the faucet and putting toothpaste on my brush.
His eyes darken. “Trying.” He takes the toothpaste from me, leaving me hanging on his words. “Pretty good start, I think.”
Swallowing hard, I focus on the mirror and brushing my teeth, ignoring the fight-or-flight response that kicks in every time Luca looks at me with those sweet blue eyes full of unspoken promises of more. It’s just that I don’t want more. I want everything to be like it is. Cairo’s role is permanent bestie. Luca’s role is fuck buddy. My role is dick receptacle. That’s it. Nothing beyond that. Everything gets fucked up with more.
Cairo takes the other sink when Luca is done, and brushes his teeth, glancing at me with questioning eyes. We’ve never talked about the obvious sexual tension between us, and I never planned to. Still don’t, even though, yeah, I kissed him last night, and yeah, I want to again. Those lips are as sweet as the pastries we pimp every day. Sweeter. On his lips, I tasted affection, promises, desire. His kiss was all the words we’ve never spoken. And never will if I can help it. I’ll just do what I always do.
Deflect and distract. Works every time.
I join Luca, grabbing Cairo’s wrist to drag him with me. He laughs, stumbling into me just enough for his dick to brush against my hip. His eyes soften, and I feel another jolt of energy shoot through me. On the outside, I am a pro at neutralizing my feelings. I let them out before, and it was nothing but a series of epic disasters. Never. Again. Not even with Cairo, who I trust as a friend. I trust exactly zero fucking people with my heart. The only person who needs to know he makes my insides feel like jelly is me. As my eyes shift to Luca, I suppress a groan. The only one who needs to know I would act a fool for Luca’s dick is me. Exception. Cairo can know that one too.
I stand under the rain shower with my face up, letting it fall down on me like the warm summer showers we get in Miami. A part of me hates washing away everything that happened last night and this morning, but I know there will be more chances to be covered in these two boys. I hope anyway. Cairo seems hesitant, and I’m not sure what Luca wants.
But then a memory hits me from last night. Luca saying, he hoped it was the beginning. And just now, definitely making a play for more. I squeeze my eyes shut trying to remember Cairo’s reaction last night, but I can’t. We were so drunk by that point. But not drunk enough that I forgot the actions. Words? Yes. Dick? Never.
I finally open my eyes to see Luca and Cairo giggling as they wash each other with soapy hands. Cairo’s eyes are bright, his smile wide. He’s always had this wall up when it comes to dating, but he seems completely at ease with Luca. His eyes flash up to mine and he waves me over, so I slide between them, quickly getting soaped up. My dick perks up, ready for round two, and when I look down, I see I’m not alone. It doesn’t take long for Luca to take control of the situation again, pulling me by the waist into him, kissing me hard as his hand strokes Cairo.
Luca twists around until I’m facing Cairo and Luca is behind him. Cairo smiles, his thick black hair in luscious curls from the water.