Page 65

I lift a hand and push her hair away from her face. “Do you think it means I don’t really love you? Trust you? Know you? Respect you and like you and would choose to spend time with you whenever I’m given the chance?”
She sits, thinking, her bottom lip between her teeth. Finally she answers, “No.”
“And why do you believe that?”
“Because I want to see you with Harrison, and I still feel all those things for you. I love you, trust you, consider you my best friend. I just…want you to be happy. Fully, completely happy. And I want you to haveeverythingyou want. All the pleasure. All the love.”
I nod. “Exactly.”
“So…you think the four of us could have sex together?”
“I really do.”
“With no jealousy?”
“I didn’t feel jealous that night in the motel. Did you?”
She shakes her head. “I was just really turned on. You and Harrison being there just made it even hotter. But I also loved being with Ford.”
“I loved that he was good to you. That you had all of that pleasure. That he could make you feel like that,” I tell her honestly. “I’ve never had this before, Ivy. I think I would typically feel jealous. But I think it’s because we’re already so close. Because of our friendship, I want everything for you, and I also completely trust you and believe it when you say you love me.”
She nods. “Yeah. I get that. It’s how I feel too.” She takes a breath. “But I have to be honest. I think I could fall for Ford.”
I smile. “I think you already have.”
She laughs. “And that’s okay with you?”
“That my favorite person in the world is getting all the love she deserves? Absolutely. Ford is different from me. He’s not a replacement for me. He’s…additional.”
Again she nods. “You’re different with Harrison than you are with me. But it’s like, together we help you be your full self.”
I pull her close, hugging her. “Exactly.”
She hugs me back. Then says, “So…the four of us together. And you would fuck Harrison? And I would be there too.”
“Yes.” I nuzzle her neck. “And I’d fuck you. I can’t get enough of your sweet cunt, beautiful. What do you think?”
“I mean…I don’t know. It could get messy.”
“Not if we all are on the same page.”
“What page is that?”
“That we’re adults who want to fuck each other.”
Ivy gives a soft moan.
“Are your nipples hard right now thinking about it?”
“Yes.”
I run my hand down over her thigh and between her legs, teasing over the center of her panties. “Is your pussy wet imagining both Ford and I touching you, kissing you, fucking you?” I can already feel that it is.
She gives a soft moan and leans into me. “Yes.”
Now that the idea has formed in my head, I can’t get rid of it. Seeing Ivy getting fucked by Ford is a hot as hell visual that is going to make it impossible to sleep tonight.
“Then you do know what you want. Let’s do this. Let’s go get our guys.”