by Drew Sera
After a few swats from the paddle, our sexy girl was moving her body, rubbing her pussy against Anthony’s erection. I continued swatting her with the paddle and soon Anthony had her perched on his cock. While they fucked, I paddled her.
When the pace of their movements grew, I tossed the paddle to the side, lubed up my hard cock and moved into position. Anthony pulled her butt cheeks apart for me and I lined the head of my cock up with her ass.
“Ready for Colin’s cock up that sexy ass, sunshine?”
“Yes, Sir. Please.”
Please. God, I loved this woman. Anthony moved his hands to cover Sydney’s. Not only was the sight of her hands bound to headboard incredibly sexy, but as always, Anthony was right there supporting her.
Grunts and moans of pleasure filled the beach house and Anthony’s orgasm set Sydney off, which set me off. Poor Sydney; her voice didn’t stand a chance against mine and Anthony’s at the height of our orgasms.
Anthony loosened the rope around her wrists and when she brought them down, he went to work rubbing on one of the arms and hands and I took up the other.
Soon the three of us were up, showered and out on the deck eating breakfast. After we ate, we took our morning walk along the shore and then we sat on a few blankets under the warm sun. I leaned back on my elbows while Sydney and Anthony wrote in their journals for a while.
“Damn,” Anthony sighed and closed his journal.
He rubbed his forehead and looked out at sea, taking a deep breath. I knew that was his sign of being at capacity today for his own personal writing. But he didn’t stand or try to walk away. Instead, he stayed right there with us. He’s come so far.
I was lying on my side, propped up on an elbow with Sydney using my torso as a backrest when she announced that she had finished. I tilted my head back and glanced at Anthony.
“Done?” I asked her.
“As in, done with your story?” Anthony asked.
She nodded, closed the notebook, sat up and turned to look at us wearing that adorable smile. Only there was something else there, too...pride in what she had accomplished.
“That’s fantastic, baby!”
I wrapped her up in my arms, savoring this moment. Anthony praised her as well and we gave her lots of hugs and kisses.
Sydney had been talking about eventually typing it up and having it turned into a book, but she had wanted to have it in her own handwriting as well.
“We’re so fucking proud of you, sunshine. What you’ve accomplished, is wonderful,” Anthony said and stole another kiss from her.
“Baby, think of where you were a year ago. Did you think that you’d be writing a year later?” I asked her.
She shook her head and wiped some tears from her eyes.
“Never in a million years did I think this was ever possible. Without you guys, I wouldn’t have been able to write it. You guys encouraged me every step of the way. Thank you.”
“You’re more than welcome, baby,” I said with the waves crashing in the background.
“Does this mean I get to read it soon?” Anthony asked.
“Yes, of course.”
“So, it’s a romance…is it a girlie romance?” Anthony asked her and pulled her onto his lap with her laughing. “Alright, so it sounds like a girlie romance. Are there two hot men in it?”
“Maybe.”
Anthony and I both exchanged glances.
“So, maybe a Batman and Robin?” I jokingly asked her.
“Maybe,” she replied.
Again, Anthony and I smiled at one another.
“Does, Robin end up with the girl?” Anthony asked.
“Or does Batman?” I asked.
She looked back and forth between us and smiled.
“They both do.” I had a terrible lump in my throat and I’m pretty sure that Anthony did too. “And they live happily ever after.”
I quickly swiped some tears that formed behind my sunglasses and kissed her.
“You’re going to need a pen name, Miss Sydney Everett-Graves,” I teased lightly.
“How about Baby Sunshine?” Anthony joked.
I tossed a potato chip at him and told him it sounded like a porn star name.
“I think I have the pen name all figured out,” she said quietly and nestled closer to Anthony and closed her eyes.
At times, I had worried what keeping her away from work would do to her. In the fall, she was so fragile and needed time to heal. Anthony and I didn’t want her stressed or worried about anything, and she seemed grateful not to have to work for survival. I had thought that possibly after a little more time had passed, maybe Anthony and I would talk with her and see if she wanted to go back to work. Certainly, not for the need of money, but the socialization aspect. I didn’t want her to stay cooped up in our house with nothing to do all day. But all along, it wasn’t hurting her and Sydney did with it what she’s always done in a situation; made the best of it.
We gave her an avenue to pursue her dream of writing. She wasn’t damaged, or feeble, but she had seen things in her life that many people can’t fathom. She could transfer all those visions and emotions to paper almost effortlessly. It was her outlet.
She belonged to Anthony and me. Sydney showed us a love that I never dreamed of, and because of that, she made us the wealthiest, most fortunate men in the world. As long as we had one another, we’d never be alone and lost. This romance story of hers wasn’t just a little story…this was the story of us, and I thank the stars that this girl was ours.
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Other books by Drew Sera:
Getting Rowdy (Irons Series #1)
Fragile (Everett Gaming Series #1)
Belonging (Everett Gaming Series #2)
Us (Everett Gaming Series #3)
Alone (Everett Gaming Series #4)
Lost (Everett Gaming Series #5)
Descent* (Inferno Series #1 by Ashton Blackthorne & Drew Sera)