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Andreas turned to leave, but Dave captured his forearm.
"Stay. We have a proposition for you."
Andreas stopped, breathing heavily, staring at Dave. The
muscles in his torso were so tense, they rippled with every breath. "What?"
Dave's Adam's apple bobbed, the only hint that he was
nervous. He didn't beat around the bush. "I want you to sleep with Cat."
Goose bumps rippled over Cat's skin.
"What?"
Dave's voice lowered. "Come on, man. It's stupid for you to
jack off in the corner while we're having a good time."
Cat didn't think skin as dark as Andreas's could flush, but
he proved her wrong. His cheeks reddened. He pressed his lips together and didn't
speak.
Dave held out his hand. "Come here, Cat."
Shakily, she took her husband's hand and moved to stand
between his legs. He turned her to face Andreas. "Look at her. She wants this."
Dave stroked her hair. "I want it. You want it. Why deny it?"
Cat's nipples ached. She didn't dare cast a glance at them,
but feared they must be poking out like marbles against the shiny material of
her bikini top. Resisting the urge to cover herself, she raised her gaze from
the rippling water at Andreas's shins, up his strong legs, his gray surf
shorts, his rippled abs and muscular torso, his strong chin and nose, sculpted
cheekbones. She stopped when she saw the fear shining in his eyes. He looked
more fearful now than he had sounded in the moments before the crash. He shook
his head minutely.
Dave flicked the clasps at her neck and behind her back. She
stood very still as the bikini top slithered down her body and slid into the
water. Still as a statue, Andreas watched her. She gazed into his eyes, saw his
pupils dilate.
"Dave," he groaned.
She was on display. Her husband was the one putting her on
display, showing off her body like a trophy. His trophy.
God, it made her hot. Her pussy was on fire. She wanted
Dave's mouth on it. She wanted both their mouths on it.
Dave pulled her close into his body and licked up the curved
side of her breast. "She tastes good, my friend."
She stared at Andreas. He didn't move.
Dave stroked down her shoulder blade, resting his palm on
the small of her back.
A muscle in Andreas's arm quivered.
Cat licked her lips. Now
or never.
She moved out of Dave's embrace and took two long steps
through the knee-deep water. She felt Dave's presence just behind her as he
jumped into the water and stepped forward with her.
"Please kiss me." She pressed her breasts against Andreas's
chest, wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his head down to hers.
He froze, but he didn't jerk away. She'd never kissed such
an unresponsive mouth. His lips felt like velvet against hers, so soft. She
kissed the corners of his mouth, then a little higher at that place that
dimpled when he smiled. She returned to his lips, brushing them over and over
with hers. Dave held her from behind, running his hands up and down the sides
of her waist.
Andreas's cock pressed against her belly. Dave's rubbed
against her lower back.
Cat's knees buckled. It didn't matter. Dave held her up.
She nipped at Andreas's lower lip. She could feel his
tension, streams of electricity buzzing beneath his skin. She willed him to
relax, to set himself free, to open to her. She traced his lips with her
tongue, and then tried to nudge them apart. Suddenly, she was no longer in
control.
Andreas was.
 
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