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“Give me your logic if you wouldn’t mind.”

“Okay. In all fairness, and with respect to us opening up and being honest, I may have seen her best friend Emma recently. She said a few weird things that didn’t make sense to me at the time: ‘Can you believe what our friends are going through?’, ‘How is Mason doing with everything lately?’ Stuff like that. When I didn’t know what she was talking about, she sort of got weird and quiet; stopped bringing you two up. I wonder if maybe she was talking about the pregnancy.”

“What were you doing with Emma?”

Luke raises his eyebrows, takes a sip of his drink, and puts his arms behind his head.

“You’re such a fucking dweeb.” I laugh. “So, tell me the story.”

“We called each other one night, horny and bored,” he says. “We didn’t have anything else better to do, so we met up and fucked.”

“Really,” I say. “How about that?”

“We called each other one other time after that,” he confesses. “We’re bored and horny a lot, it seems. We might do it again.”

I know that I shouldn’t care that Luke is still getting sex from Emma, but I can’t keep my composure and have a calm reaction.

“You shouldn’t keep fucking her like that if she actually likes you,” I say. “You don’t want to, like, use her like that, you know? I’m not trying to tell you who you should talk to, but she’s probably a good, honest girl, too.”

“Why are you being so weird?” he yells. “I’m not using her. We both want to hook up! Sounds like you may be deflecting a bit, bro. Besides, why do you care? What does it matter if I fuck your baby mama’s best friend?”

There is nothing wrong with Luke having sex with Emma at all. They are two consenting adults, just as Jillian and I had been. I’m worried about looking bad to Jillian. I don’t want my best friend to crush her best friend’s heart and make things awkward for us forever.

I know that Luke is right. I’m going to have to talk to Jillian soon, but I don’t feel like I’ve done anything wrong. And so, I decide that I am going to hold out and wait for her to hit me up first.

I had no idea how long I would be waiting for that call.

35

Jillian

We are sitting on the beach together, enjoying the sunset. The wind is blowing through my hair, the salty smell of the ocean wafts through the air, and my body is wet and ready.

I can feel him behind me, soaking in the sun and the pleasure. He is rubbing my shoulders, his legs wrapped around me, and I know what he wants.

Suddenly, it isn’t the beach anymore. We are out in the forest. The trees are everywhere, and only the surrounding wildlife knows what is about to happen.

It’s the mountains. The mountains that I want to return to. I am lying on the forest floor with my legs spread and my body ready to succumb to pleasure.

Mason walks up to me, naked and buff, strong and capable. I think he will insert his massive member straight inside me, but he waits. He gets down on the ground with me, sitting between my legs with his hands and mouth moving slowly to my trembling center.

He eats me out, licking my wet pussy like a master. The forest sways and moves along with his movements. He is in total control of me and the trees. He is going to feast until he is satiated. I, in turn, keep my hands securely behind his head, running my fingers through his hair and digging my nails into the back of his neck.

There is a loud noise nearby, startling us both. Is there someone in the forest with us? We aren’t sure what it is, but that doesn’t stop him from kissing and licking my sex, touching my G-spot with the tip of his tongue. We can get caught, but that makes the sex even hotter.

He moves his head from my lap, his face coated with my cum. He still makes me wetter than any other man has.

“On your knees,” he orders. “I want to fuck you from behind.”

I do as he says, and immediately, I feel him entering me and stretching me. I am bent over for him, and he gives me his cock perfectly. He slaps my ass hard, the reverberation echoing in the forest.

“Oh, Mason!” I cry out.

Each time I call out, he spanks my ass, harder each time. His cock is so deep inside of me that I feel like he will break me. He is merciless, going harder the louder that I scream and moan. It’s an elegant forest dance that is building up in intensity with each passing moment. He keeps slapping my ass.

I rub my clit as aggressively as I can, causing my walls to shatter and collapse around his mighty base. He pulls out and rolls around on the ground, ending with him lying down on his back with his big dick up and ready for me. I know what he wants from me, and I am happy to give it to him. I miss bouncing on his cock.

He loves watching me while I ride him. I love straddling him and grinding into him hard, leading the dance and pumping his fine weapon. He grabs my breasts and holds them while they bounce up and down. I love being on top of him.