Roarke traces a finger over the top edge of my bra. “In the interest of taking care of you, I was going to ask if you have a lawyer, but I find myself concerned with other ways of taking care of you suddenly.”
“Don’t blame me for getting her naked, I was just making sure she hadn’t run out of new panties. Want me to put the dress back on her?” Bennett turns my head up so he can kiss me.
“No,” I say too quickly, causing them to laugh.
“Okay.” Roarke pretends to be shielding his eyes from my breasts. “If you need a lawyer, one of the best lives in Eggplant Canyon. I can introduce you.”
I grab his hands and pull them onto my breasts. “I would like that very much.” I squeeze his hands around my breasts. “I’d also like to know which other ways you were thinking of taking care of me.”
“What if I have you turn around and sit on my cock while you suck Bennett’s?”
“I vote yes,” Bennett says.
“One order of stress relief coming right up.” I stand on the couch and notice Roarke flinch a little before I turn around. He always had a strict rule about no feet on the couches, that’s what ottomans were for, but I don’t have ottomans, or many rules.
He leans forward, kissing the silky back of my panties. Bennett buries his face in my tits. Lightness, excitement, and belonging flood me. What we have may be unconventional, but I never was very good at conforming.
Roarke pulls my panties down while Bennett removes my bra. My ass and boobs become the center of attention while I’m ravished. They’ve got me, but they alsogetme, bad decisions and all.
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Wehadtoleaveher apartment after her third orgasm caused the neighbor to bang on the wall again. My house is closer to hers and allowed us to relieve as much tension as we could before Roarke headed home to talk to Madison.
It’s incredible to have Caroline and Roarke in my bed. I hadn’t understood why Roarke had been so adamant about us meeting at his house until Caroline was splayed on my black satin sheets. It made her just a little bit moremine.
I swear that when she’s in my house, her commitment feels deeper, her pussy tastes even sweeter, and holding her after sex even more relaxing.
With our cum mixed inside of her, I say, “How soon can we convince you to give up your apartment?”
“Are you offering to let me stay here?” She stares up at me braced on my elbow beside her.
“Or at my place,” Roarke adds.
“You both have gorgeous houses, but it might be weird to be there around Madi, and Bennett’s will be easier for me to get to the diner.”
“You can quit.” Roarke laces his fingers with hers.
“I’m planning on it. I’ve been saving up so I can get a better job.”
“Doing what?” I ask.
She shrugs sheepishly, and her nipple shifts out from under the sheet, “I don’t know for sure, but hustling at the diner is exhausting. Something where I can sit and maybe work from home since I don’t have a car.”
“We can help you with all of that if you want, but you don’t have to work at all,” Roarke’s Daddy tone is shining through as he rubs his hand on her belly.
“Don’t laugh, but I’m thinking of medical transcription. I’m saving up money to buy a computer.”
“It’s your decision, but I’d personally prefer that you rest and pamper yourself all day so we can fuck you all night.”
She lifts a finger and chuckles. “Not a bad option. I could probably swing that even with medical transcription, but I always hear about crazy stuff doctors find out about people, and I thought that if I got to read patient files, I wouldn’t feel like I’m the only person making bad decisions.”
Roarke and I share a hearty laugh. “You would have a new perspective on normalcy.”
Roarke’s phone dings.
Caroline tsks at him. “Daddy, did you leave your phone on?”