another.
Charlie’s smile was open, he glowed with it. Hatch’s attention on Charlie was sensual, a slow sort of heat that made her heart kick in her chest and her nipples bead. Being in Hatch’s attention like that was overwhelming. It had been when she was younger and now, the Hatch he was, the Summer she was, it was even hotter.
Charlie’s gaze slid away and found her. He mouthed her name and Hatch turned around, all that heated attention on her.
She stood rooted to the spot.
They stood, nearly in unison and walked over her way. She found herself with a hand at her throat, the impact of them both looking at her that way was so intense.
“I think you should dance with us.” Hatch held out a hand and she took it. Charlie took the other and they led her out to the middle where a dance floor had been corded off.
Hatch let go and Charlie twirled her into a circle and then into his arms as they swayed. He smelled really good and she kissed his neck, just at the line of his beard.
He dipped her and she looked up at Hatch, who wore a smile that flattered her, sped her heart. He wanted her, that much was naked on his face.
When Charlie brought her upright, he spun her again, straight into Hatch’s arms.
He slid his hands down her arms and tangled his fingers with hers, bringing her hands to his mouth to kiss them. His cock was hard against her belly when he pulled her close again.
She slid her arms around his neck and Charlie moved behind her, his hands at her waist.
She gave over to them, let them handle her, move her how they wanted, embracing the sweet intoxication of it as she did.
“Remember my promise?” Hatch spoke against her mouth as he kissed her.
The back of her head rested against Charlie’s shoulder.
“Promise?”
“About making you come.” Hatch’s smile was wicked and sexy, full of promise.
Oh that one.
“I never forget promises about orgasms.”
Charlie’s laugh stirred the curl that had broken free of her braid, tickling her ear.
Charlie caressed her hips and then moved to her waist, up the front of her body to her breasts.
“Show them to me, Charlie.”
Charlie’s nimble fingers pulled the bodice of her dress open, exposing her breasts. The night air against heated skin was a little startling.
She’d watched. Plenty of times. Had been watched when she’d been with Jemmy, by his partners. But never in public. Not this way.
Charlie played with her nipples until she didn’t care who was watching. The music played still as the three of them moved together. The rhythm of it was perfect. A slow, sensual undulation as Hatch stroked the line of his cock against her pussy. Behind her Charlie slid his cock against her ass from side to side. His hands on her nipples, his mouth against her ear.
Eyes on them, yes. But she couldn’t tear her attention away from Hatch, who looked at her like he wanted to eat her up in three bites.
Hatch gathered the hem of her dress in his hands, pulling it up a little at a time, exposing her legs, then her thighs.
He hissed. “You’re bare.”
She smiled. “Yes.”
“Gonna make you come for me right now.”
She swallowed, letting him.
His fingers slid through her pussy, up into her body. Her hips jutted forward as her body sucked his fingers deeper.
“Hot and wet. All for us?”
She nodded.
Hatch pulled his fingers from her and she sighed wistfully. Then he painted her lips with them and kissed her hard. Her taste mixed with his. There was a taste of Charlie there too and she arched into Hatch to get more.
“I want some of that too,” Charlie murmured.
Hatch pulled away from her mouth and bringing his fingertips to Charlie’s mouth, drawing them over his lips in much the same way he had with Summer. Summer turned her head to watch as Hatch then leaned in to lick over Charlie’s mouth. She gasped at how hot it was.
She reached back with one of her arms and put it around Charlie’s neck. He turned, mid-kiss with Hatch. “Let me
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