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twenty-six

Stella

O kay in all fairness, I had to agree I was pretty drunk when Ollie saved me from the scaffolding at the party. Sure, at the time, I thought I was just a little tipsy, but once I had sobered back up to actually tipsy, I realized the difference.

Thankfully, neither Ollie nor Gem had been put off by my drunken proposition. Instead they’d taken it in their stride, with Ollie going into full food-Dom mode. That’s what I’d started calling his overbearing concern for my meals. Food Dominant. Surely there was a proper name for his fixation somewhere out there, but this worked in my brain.

I totally threw the game of pool. Barely even tried. Why? Because I wanted to go skinny-dipping, damn it! Until, of course, we headed out to their backyard and a breeze made me shiver.

“You said it was heated, right?” I asked Ollie, hesitating as I eyed the water. Then again, the intruder who’d broken in had enjoyed herself swimming laps in the nude, so maybe it was warmer than it looked.

Ollie just grinned, stripping down to his boxer shorts. These didn’t have a comical elephant trunk, but they were grey, so I’d allow it. Elephant Ollie leaned in close, gripping the back of my neck and crushing his mouth against mine in a kiss that was over far too quickly.

“Jump in and find out, Snow.” He kissed me again, then dropped his boxers and executed a perfect backward dive into the pool, splashing me with admittedly not-freezing water.

Gem waggled his brows at me, silently daring me to back out, and I bit my lip. This was about more than just skinny-dipping in their pool; it was a whole metaphor for what I was diving into with the two of them…together…and how it was going to ultimately play out with my business arrangement with Seven. Shit, this was a whole fucking mess.

Swallowing hard, I averted my eyes for fear of losing my nerve, shimmied out of my underwear, and dove straight in the deep end.

The water was not hot but it also wasn’t cold enough to shock me. Immediately when I resurfaced, my eyes stung and I regretted how dramatic that pool entry had been with how much makeup I was wearing.

“You coming in?” I called to Gem, trying to wipe the streaking mascara from underneath my eyes without looking like an idiot.

“You okay?” he fired back, sitting on the side of the pool with his legs dangling in the water. He dragged his T-shirt over his head and held it out to me. “Here, use this. Your wet hands are only making it worse.”

Trying to squint in an attempt to save my eyeballs, I swam over and accepted his dry T-shirt to clean up my face as best I could from inside the pool. It probably left me looking like I was cosplaying Heath Ledger's Joker but…whatever. Take me as I am and all that.

“Damn, Snow, you never heard of waterproof mascara?” Ollie teased, swimming over to me with lazy strokes, his dark hair slicked back. Fuck, he was stunning. It was no wonder he’d made it so big in show biz.

I splashed him as he approached. “Ha-ha, funny guy. I wasn’t planning on swimming when I got ready for a fucking movie premiere.”

He ducked under the water to dodge my splashes, then grabbed me around the waist and made me yelp with surprise. He pulled me under, my legs automatically wrapping around him as his mouth found mine and we sank lower. Somehow we managed to avoid drowning as our tongues danced together, and I nearly forgot where we were until my lungs started to burn.

Breaking away from his kiss, I pushed away and swam for the surface to grab some oxygen.

“Holy fuck,” I gasped, panting as I looked around for Ollie. He took way too long, and when his dark head finally broke the surface, I gusted a heavy sigh of relief.

“Show off,” Gem called, still seated on the side of the pool in his underwear as he sipped a beer. Music played from some outdoor speakers and a soft glow of deep green light now illuminated the pool, whereas it’d been dark when I jumped in. Gem must have had the controls on his phone; otherwise, that was really coincidental timing. “Ollie had to learn how to hold his breath for ages while filming ScubaMan a few years back.”

That made sense. I loved that movie but not for the plot. Mainly for the fact Ollie was half-naked and dripping wet for 80 percent of the scenes, which in turn had me—and plenty of other female viewers—dripping wet as well.

“Are you coming to join us, Gem?” I asked, swimming back over to him and bracing my hands on his knees to pull myself up out of the water. It totally exposed my breasts to him, and his pupils blew wide as he took in the view. Then he obliged my silent request, cupping the back of my neck and kissing me deeply.

I moaned as his teeth tugged my lower lip and his thumb pressed under my jawbone to tilt my head back more. It made me melt into him, letting his legs cage me in against the side of the pool. The water swirled and gently lapped the tiles, then Ollie’s hands rested on my hips as he swam up behind me.

“I could definitely get used to using the pool like this,” Ollie murmured in my ear as he pressed in close, his hard length brushing my ass. His huge elephant trunk , I should say. The water was shallow enough that he could stand—just—but too deep for me, so I had to rely on Gem’s grip to hold me above the water. Not that he was letting go anytime soon, with how firm his grip was on my neck.

Gem’s other hand found one of my breasts, and I whimpered into his kisses as he tweaked my hard nipple. Fucking hell, this was not how I’d thought my night would play out when Seven ditched me at the after-party. I wasn’t mad about it, though. Not at all.

Ollie kissed my neck, his hand slipping around from my hip to dip between my legs, and I parted them eagerly for him. We didn’t need to play at being coy here—they both knew what I wanted. He groaned as his fingers dipped into me, and I gasped against Gem’s mouth.

“Holy shit, Snow,” Ollie whispered in a husky voice as he found my clit and started toying with it, aided by the pool water. He crushed in closer, his erection griding against my ass like a fucking tease…or a promise.

Gem swiped his tongue over my lips then, withdrew just far enough to whisper. “If you change your mind…”

“I won’t,” I replied, already damn near shaking with desire. Ollie’s fingers pushed deeper, and I rocked back onto his hand, hungry for more. “Pinky promise.” I held up my hand, pinky finger extended, and Gem chuckled, releasing my breast to link pinkies with me.

“All right, in that case…” He unlinked our pinky fingers, then tugged the waistband of his boxer briefs down just enough to free his hard cock. “I want your mouth on me, Slick.” His hand on my neck guided my face closer, and I eagerly stuck out my tongue to lick his hot tip.

Gem moaned at the contact, and it was one of the sexiest sounds ever, making me clench around Ollie’s fingers inside me.

“What was it you said, Gem? I love meat.” Then I closed my lips around him and surged forward to take as much of his dick inside my mouth and throat as possible.

A strangled curse escaped him, and Ollie crushed me in tighter against the wall of the pool as he thrust his fingers harder. Rough, stubble-scratchy kisses decorated my shoulder and neck as he pumped his hand, and I gagged on Gem’s cock. Fuck, he was bigger than I remembered—not that it was a bad thing but I did need to grip his base with one hand for stability.

Gem’s hips rocked, thrusting ever so slightly into my mouth as his fingers tangled in my wet hair. I did my best to take him deep, my cheeks hollowing as I sucked and my tongue tracing the ridges of his veins as I committed them to memory.

Meanwhile Ollie’s thick shaft had slipped between my cheeks and he was griding in the most excruciatingly teasing way. He was doing a fucking good job with his fingers—I could easily come at any moment already—but I wanted more. If we were having a three-way, I didn’t want us to cut corners.

I tried to arch my back, pushing back against him with invitation while my mouth was otherwise occupied, but he just fingered me harder as his teeth indented my shoulder.

Shit.

Keeping my fist around Gem’s dick, I popped my mouth clear and turned my head to meet Ollie’s dark gaze. “I need your dick inside me, Ollie. I don’t wanna come unless it's on your cock.”

His pupils blew wide and he licked his lips. “I don’t have a condom, Snow, and we’re in the pool.”

Fuck. Those were very logical explanations. But… “Just pull out and come on my back then. Please, Ollie, I need?—”

My words cut off as Gem fisted my hair and slammed his cock back into my mouth so hard I gagged again. His musical laughter that followed prevented me from being mad about it—even more so when Ollie swapped out his fingers for the broad tip of his cock a moment later.

I moaned around Gem’s girth as Ollie gripped my hips tight and pushed into my tight cunt slowly and carefully, savoring every millimeter.

“Shit, Slick,” Gem groaned as he rocked up into my mouth again. “You’re a natural.”

“So fucking tight,” Ollie groaned, his fingers digging deeply into the flesh of my hips. “I haven’t been bare in a chick’s pussy in…forever. Holy crap, Snow, I could get used to this.”

I couldn’t reply, but I wholeheartedly agreed with getting used to this. My pussy was full thanks to Ollie’s incredible size. He really wasn’t exaggerating with those elephant-trunk boxer shorts. And Gem’s thick cock filled my mouth so much, my lips and jaw already ached. The way his abs flexed as he rocked into me was crazy sexy, though, so I was in no hurry to finish him.

My back arched more as I pushed back on Ollie, making him thrust harder and causing the water to splash around us with the movement. There was no holding back when my orgasm stole through my body, building to almost painful levels before crashing so hard, I needed to gasp for air. Except, of course, all I managed was to open my throat wider for Gem’s next thrust and then I choked.

Choking while coming was a new experience…and not a bad one, weirdly.

“ Fuck ,” Ollie moaned, kissing the side of my throat as my pussy gripped him like a vise, his breathing heavy. “Fuck, Snow, I can’t hold out.” He thrust hard a couple of times, pushing me farther into Gem’s lap before swiftly pulling out and blowing his load on my butt cheeks and lower back. That part of me was still underwater, though, so all I got was a quick burst of warmth before the pool water washed it off.

Gasping, Ollie shifted his grip to my tits, one in each huge hand as he all but lifted my mouth off Gem’s cock. His embrace pulled me back into the water, just in time for Gem’s release to shoot all over my face.

Luckily, I closed my eyes right at the last moment and avoided that painful experience, taking it on my cheeks, chin, and lips.

“Oh my god,” Gem panted, a hint of amusement coloring his voice, and I grinned wide, then licked my lips to catch a thick load of his salty cum on my tongue. “ Shit, Slick …”

Laughing, I slithered out of Ollie’s grip and ducked my head under the water to wash off my face before I ended up with an eye infection. Fucking in the pool definitely had its benefits, that was for sure.

When I resurfaced, swiping my hands over my face and hair, I wondered for a moment whether the intensity of my climax had given me double vision. Gem seemed to be in two places at once.

“Oh crap,” I muttered a split second later, when Seven swung his furious glare my way.

His eyes narrowed. “Oh crap is fucking right. We need to talk, and I would prefer to do it when you’re fully clothed, Stray. I’ll wait in the library.”

I scoffed a slightly unhinged laugh, shaking my head. “No thanks. I’m quite comfy as I am.”

His brows hitched and he folded his arms across his chest. He’d ditched the jacket at some point, and his shirtsleeves were rolled up in a stupidly sexy way. It wasn’t fair that he looked so much like Gem…because now I was staring at his slacks and wondering just how identical they were.

“Okay, then. I’ll wait right here. Get out.” His glare was heavy and a little bit heated as he planted his feet and watched me, unblinking, as I floated in the pool.

“That’s enough, Sev,” Gem said, intervening as he grabbed a stack of towels from one of the loungers. “Fuck off. Seeing Slick naked is not in your budget.”

“Seconded,” Ollie agreed, hopping out of the water totally naked and seemingly unbothered by that fact. “This is a private party, bro. Invite only. Snow, did you invite Seven?”

I swiped my tongue over my lips, letting that scenario play out in my head for a moment. “Nope, I sure did not.”

Seven’s brow dipped in a scowl. “We had an arrangement, and you?—”

“Save it,” Gem snapped, tossing a towel to Ollie and giving Seven a shove in the direction of the house. “This isn’t appropriate.”

I thought for sure Seven was going to stand his ground and argue, but after a couple of moments sharing eye contact with his twin, he jerked a short nod and stalked back into the house.

Once he was gone, I let out a long breath and let myself sink back beneath the water. What I would give to grow some gills and never return to the surface…