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be here." He knelt on Seth's side of the bed.
Something wasn't right about that, but Cassie stopped trying to figure it out when Julian reached out and touched Seth's shoulder.
"What are you doing?" She started to sit up.
"Shhh, Cassie, everything's okay. This is what will make him happy."
The spark of anxiety blinked out. She wanted Seth to be happy. She put her hand on his other shoulder.
"Seth, mate." Julian didn't shake his friend, but caressed his bare skin. "I'm here."
"Jules." Seth's voice was something Cassie had never heard before. It was sleepy and satisfied, but had an underlying growl of need. "You came."
"Not yet, mate, but I will. We all will." He tilted his head up and his eyes glinted at Cassie. She caught her breath and nodded. Her hand roamed over Seth's chest and down his abdomen until the head of his cock nudged her. But Julian's hand beat her there. He circled it, and his hand was massive, covering more than she ever could. She settled for wrapping her thumb and forefinger around the base and cupping the rest of her hand around his balls.
Seth gave a strangled moan and lifted his hips off the bed. Blood pumped through Cassie, pooling between her legs and making her ache. Above her hand Julian stroked quick and hard, all his attention on Seth's face.
This was annoyingly unfair. Cassie shifted her body around until she was lying with her torso across Seth's knees and her legs across the bed. Seth immediately reached to touch her, his fingers dipping into her slickness before stroking lightly. That was more like it.
But now Julian wasn't getting anything. Cassie switched hands on Seth's cock and reached her right hand down to undo Julian's shorts.
"That's it, love," he breathed. His eyes closed when her hand wrapped around him. It was the strangest sexual experience she'd ever had. Seth's cock in one hand, the shape and texture of him as familiar as her own body. Julian's in the other, different, yet exactly the same in all the important properties.
Pants and moans filled the room now. Seth slid a finger inside her, then another, and pressed his knuckle to her clit. While Cassie stroked the lower part of Seth's cock, Julian bent and put his mouth over the top, his lips hot and wet whenever they met her hand.
God, that was a turn-on. Cassie didn't know why, didn't want to analyze it, just wanted to enjoy it. She ground against Seth's hand and quickened her strokes on Julian, who wrapped his fingers around hers and helped her pump himself harder. Seth bowed and tensed, and a moment later shouted as he came. Julian grunted and stroked faster, rising up as Seth finished and dropping his head back.
Cassie was close, so close, but couldn't quite get there. She pulled her hand out from under Julian's as he moaned his own orgasm and rolled onto her back. Before she could touch herself, Seth lifted up and put his mouth on her.
And she flew. Raced up to the peak under his tongue, his fingers still moving hard inside her. As she burst apart, Julian's mouth came down on hers, his tongue parting her lips.
It was the best orgasm she'd ever had.
It was still beating through her in slow throbs when she woke up.
* * * *
"What's the matter?"
Cassie blinked at Seth, who loomed over her in the darkness. "What?"
"You cried out. You okay?"
Holy fuck. It had been a dream. An insane, erotic, amazing, horrifying dream. She inhaled deeply, smelling the water outside and hearing the reassuring suss of tiny waves on the sand.
Now she had some idea of the shock Seth had felt when this first happened to him.
"Cass?" He laid his hand on her abdomen. "What's wrong, babe?"
"Nothing," she said automatically, then wondered why. He'd told her about his dreams. It wasn't like she really wanted Julian to come into their bed.
A gust of wind blew the curtains into her peripheral vision and she started, thinking Jules was standing there. He wasn't, of course, but as soon as she turned away from "his" side of the bed she
Something wasn't right about that, but Cassie stopped trying to figure it out when Julian reached out and touched Seth's shoulder.
"What are you doing?" She started to sit up.
"Shhh, Cassie, everything's okay. This is what will make him happy."
The spark of anxiety blinked out. She wanted Seth to be happy. She put her hand on his other shoulder.
"Seth, mate." Julian didn't shake his friend, but caressed his bare skin. "I'm here."
"Jules." Seth's voice was something Cassie had never heard before. It was sleepy and satisfied, but had an underlying growl of need. "You came."
"Not yet, mate, but I will. We all will." He tilted his head up and his eyes glinted at Cassie. She caught her breath and nodded. Her hand roamed over Seth's chest and down his abdomen until the head of his cock nudged her. But Julian's hand beat her there. He circled it, and his hand was massive, covering more than she ever could. She settled for wrapping her thumb and forefinger around the base and cupping the rest of her hand around his balls.
Seth gave a strangled moan and lifted his hips off the bed. Blood pumped through Cassie, pooling between her legs and making her ache. Above her hand Julian stroked quick and hard, all his attention on Seth's face.
This was annoyingly unfair. Cassie shifted her body around until she was lying with her torso across Seth's knees and her legs across the bed. Seth immediately reached to touch her, his fingers dipping into her slickness before stroking lightly. That was more like it.
But now Julian wasn't getting anything. Cassie switched hands on Seth's cock and reached her right hand down to undo Julian's shorts.
"That's it, love," he breathed. His eyes closed when her hand wrapped around him. It was the strangest sexual experience she'd ever had. Seth's cock in one hand, the shape and texture of him as familiar as her own body. Julian's in the other, different, yet exactly the same in all the important properties.
Pants and moans filled the room now. Seth slid a finger inside her, then another, and pressed his knuckle to her clit. While Cassie stroked the lower part of Seth's cock, Julian bent and put his mouth over the top, his lips hot and wet whenever they met her hand.
God, that was a turn-on. Cassie didn't know why, didn't want to analyze it, just wanted to enjoy it. She ground against Seth's hand and quickened her strokes on Julian, who wrapped his fingers around hers and helped her pump himself harder. Seth bowed and tensed, and a moment later shouted as he came. Julian grunted and stroked faster, rising up as Seth finished and dropping his head back.
Cassie was close, so close, but couldn't quite get there. She pulled her hand out from under Julian's as he moaned his own orgasm and rolled onto her back. Before she could touch herself, Seth lifted up and put his mouth on her.
And she flew. Raced up to the peak under his tongue, his fingers still moving hard inside her. As she burst apart, Julian's mouth came down on hers, his tongue parting her lips.
It was the best orgasm she'd ever had.
It was still beating through her in slow throbs when she woke up.
* * * *
"What's the matter?"
Cassie blinked at Seth, who loomed over her in the darkness. "What?"
"You cried out. You okay?"
Holy fuck. It had been a dream. An insane, erotic, amazing, horrifying dream. She inhaled deeply, smelling the water outside and hearing the reassuring suss of tiny waves on the sand.
Now she had some idea of the shock Seth had felt when this first happened to him.
"Cass?" He laid his hand on her abdomen. "What's wrong, babe?"
"Nothing," she said automatically, then wondered why. He'd told her about his dreams. It wasn't like she really wanted Julian to come into their bed.
A gust of wind blew the curtains into her peripheral vision and she started, thinking Jules was standing there. He wasn't, of course, but as soon as she turned away from "his" side of the bed she
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