Page 26 of A Treasure To Keep
I scoot back on the bed and roll a sleeping El on her back before going back to kissing and nibbling on her neck. Marco hesitates before his pupils widen, and he pulls her tank top down, sucking one of her nipples into his mouth.
She stirs and moans, grinding her hips in an attempt to find friction. Her eyes are still closed, living in the pleasurable moment. “Mmmmm. Andrea.”
“If you’re talking to the man who has your nipple in his mouth, you’ve moaned the wrong man’s name, mon trésor.” Her eyes burst open, and she turns to me before glancing down at Marco, his eyes burning into hers. I kiss down her neck and clavicle before pulling down the other side of her top to circle my tongue around her nipple before sucking on it.
Marco and I practically share the same thought while El continues to moan at our touch. We run down her luscious body until we reach her clit at the same time. Marco runs his fingers down her slit, plunging them inside her while I rub her clit, causing her to gasp as she arches her back.
I pop my mouth off her, moving up her body as I whisper in her ear. “Est-ce que ça fait du bien, mon trésor?”
She groans and grinds her hips into Marco and me, even though she has no idea what I asked her.
“Andrea, Lover Boy. Join me.” Marco’s mischievous expression shows what he’s hinting at when I move my middle finger down from her clit to slip in beside Marco’s as El yelps in response.
She drips down Marco's and my hands, and I know she’s about to come. A thought crosses my mind, and I’d love to show Marco what this beautiful pussy can do for him, for us.
“Nibble on her neck at the same time I do. I’ll show you how magical El is.” Marco and I nibble on each side of her neck while our fingers stay inside her. I hold her in place with one arm as my finger rapidly presses against her G-spot. As she contracts around us, I know she’s about to show Marco what she can do. She gasps when she soaks our hands. Instantly, Marco’s shocked eyes meet mine.
El groans with disappointment when Marco and I remove our fingers from her sweet pussy. Marco reaches over El, her cum dripping over her as he gazes at me.
“Suck her off my hand, Andrea. Clean me up.” I open my mouth as Marco brings his hand toward my face. I take my time cleaning his hand, making sure I’ve sucked all of El’s cum off his hand.
Marco and I share a knowing look, deciding, despite our wants, that this morning’s pleasure belongs to El. We continue taking turns pleasing her until her voice is hoarse and her legs shake.
Soon after we get up, El and I get ready for work. Marco showers, his hair wet, before getting dressed in the clothes he wore last night.
When El comes out of the room, her heels clacking on the floor, Marco and I are in the kitchen, drinking coffee and eating breakfast. I don’t miss how Marco inhales deeply as El walks past him, her signature lavender and orange blossom perfume wafting behind her.
Once El pours her coffee, she turns, Marco and I staring at her in silence. She’s slowly stirring in her creamer as her eyes try to read our faces.
“Can I help you two?” Marco, for once, stays silent, and I decide to speak up about something I’ve been thinking about all morning. We’ve never brought another person into our bed more than once. We agreed to one more spontaneous night, but now that it’s happened more, we need to address it.
“We should talk about this. The three of us, I mean. It’s become a semi-regular event, and I need to know where this is leading. I won’t let El become a plaything for someone else.” Marco stops mid-sip, realizing I’m talking to him.
“Uhhh.” El rolls her eyes, her face saying what her mouth does seconds later.
“Uhhh. Uhhh. Uhhh. What, uhhh? Do you have any other words to say, or do you need to defrost your brain more?” El and Marco glare at each other, neither of them backing down as El mocks him.
I set down my coffee mug, wrapping El into my arms as I kiss her shoulder once. “Mon trésor, be nice. You and I both know we need to have this conversation. We’ve invited Marco into our bed several times now. This cannot be considered casual anymore. We need different rules if this is going to continue.”
She breaks away from me, setting down her coffee mug before jumping as she sets herself on the island, crossing her ankles to swing her legs. She picks up the mug, taking a sip before speaking again. “Fine. What rules?”
“First of all, this needs to stay discreet. Marco is a client of mine and you’re mon trésor. This could affect my work if it came out that I was sleeping with a client. I’d also hate to have people think that one or both of us is having an affair. Second of all, if there are going to be any other sexual partners, there needs to be protection. We all remember what happened to you, Marco. Last, this needs to stay emotionally casual. This has the potential to get messy, and I will not let my relationship with El suffer because of another partner. If, for some reason, this needed to become public, we need to make that decision together. There can be no power trips. We’re all equals. Reasonable?” El and Marco pause before nodding their heads, for once, not arguing with each other.
And with that, Marco leaves the apartment. El and I continue to eat breakfast, realizing that when Marco left, he had taken my favorite coffee mug with him. Hopefully, it’s his sign that he intends to come back.
At least I can hope.
Chapter 28
Marco
It’s been several weeks since Andrea, El, and I decided to continue our relationship. The three of us are currently tangled in a pile of limbs after Andrea and El got back from work.
“My initial plan was to come over here and ask about what happened during Alessandro’s fitting today. Then you had to go and take off your top to distract me with your tits. El, what did you do?” The glare she gives me says everything her mouth doesn’t. That she thinks I’m the dumbest son of a bitch alive.
“Do you know me at all, Marco? I need to plan Luci’s baby shower, and she’s not answering my texts. I don’t have Alessandro’s phone number, and per usual, you’re no help. My only option was to catch him by surprise. Also, you caught me while I was changing into my pajamas. It’s not my fault you were staring at my tits.” I turn my head toward Andrea to find him smirking by the time El is done speaking. All three of us know she took off her top intentionally, knowing that I’ll shove whatever I was mad about in the first place to the side. To be fair,she’s got a great rack. Perky, almost symmetrical, with nipples that are proportional to her cup size. A+ tits.
“How am I no help? I think I can help both of you out plenty.” I pull Andrea and El toward me, holding them close as their hands lie on my chest.