He shook his head. “No. I knew you’d be making a lot as a model because seriously, who wouldn’t want to stare at a beautiful woman.” She blushed and smiled at him. “You’re totally fuckable. I bet all the photographers think that too. Until they see the bands on your finger.” He lifted her hand out of the water and kissed their rings. One silver band for Josh, one gold for Logan. They weren’t married, no state would allow that legally, but they’d had a commitment ceremony last year and had exchanged rings then. She touched his hand too, right where his ring was. They each had their own rings as well, one silver and the other gold to match the ones they’d given her.
“You are such a flirt,” she said, still blushing as she lifted her head from Logan’s shoulder in order to kiss Josh.
“And honest,” Josh confirmed, teasing her lips with his tongue.
Logan rolled his eyes, though a smile never strayed far from his full lips. “Yeah, the totally fuckable part was a nice, romantic touch. You should write greeting cards.” He cleared his throat. “My love, I adore you because your tits are great, your ass is round and you are so totally fuckable. Be my Valentine!” he imitated, his arm upraised as if he were in an opera.
Josh stuck his tongue out and splashed Logan full in the face with the hot water. Laughing, Aria moved away from them as they tried dunking each other.
“You two are nuts!” she called, going to the other end of the tub. Dripping wet, she stepped out of the tub and went to the large bay window that looked out over the street below.
“Are we cashews or macadamia?” Logan asked, momentarily forgetting that he was trying to drown Josh.
“Or pine nuts? I feel like making a pesto,” Josh said, coming up for air and coughing as he spat up water.
Snorting, Logan shook his head. “I’m the chef. You’re the artist. You leave the cooking to me.”
He shrugged. “Sure thing. But you don’t really cook a pesto. Blending isn’t really the same thing as cooking. So you can make the pasta and I’ll make the sauce for dinner. And try not to over-salt the water this time, oh cheffy one.”
Logan shook his head. “I wouldn’t have over-salted it if you hadn’t forgotten that you’d put salt in the pot to begin with.”
“Guys!” Aria quickly cut in, drawing their attention to where she stood next to the window. “There’s a man on our porch!” He was hot too, dressed in full military uniform though she didn’t know enough about the different branches to know which one wore those colours. Still, she’d never been known to pass up a chance to ogle a military man. She licked her lips as she imagined those white gloves against her skin.
She backed up against the wall, not wanting to risk being seen when she was so very naked. She grabbed the fluffy oversized towel behind her and quickly put it on, wrapping it around her curves before peering back down at the man standing almost directly below her.
“Who is it?” Logan asked, coming up next to her. Looking down, she blushed as she realised he hadn’t grabbed a towel.
“You’re naked,” she pointed out.
He nodded and pressed his hands against the glass as he looked down at him. “Yeah, and it’s not like the guy down there hasn’t seen a dick before. Since, you know, he is a guy.”
Aria rolled her eyes and made room for Josh at the window as he came up beside her, resting his hand on her lower back as he looked down. “Huh, what’s Ty doing here?” He opened the window a few inches. “Hey, wait a second. We’ll be right down.”
“Okay!” Ty called up.
“Who?” Aria asked, tilting her head to look up at him as he closed the window.
Josh stepped away, turned and started heading towards the walk-in closet on the other side of the bathroom from them. “Tyler, my cousin,” he called back. “Well, sort of. He was related to my step dad before my mom divorced him. But we grew up together, with him being my cousin, and so he’s always sort of been that for me. I haven’t seen him in years though. He went into the Marines and we sort of lost touch from there.” He shrugged and flicked on the bright closet light.
Aria and Logan followed in after him. “He’s kind of cute,” she said, grabbing down a pair of jeans.
“You would have a thing about a guy in a uniform, wouldn’t you?” Logan teased her. “And not those. Go sexier.” He reached for a slim red dress, but Josh smacked his hand away.
“More flow.” He skimmed his hand along her long line of dresses until it stopped on a pale blue chiffon dress that they’d picked out for her as a birthday present. It was a babydoll style and the hem barely skimmed the bottom curve of her ass, putting her on full view whenever she leaned over. But she suspected the guys knew this and had chosen it specifically for that reason.
With a raised eyebrow she accepted the dress he handed her, shook her head then slid it on. It fell perfectly, the light layers of sheer fabric at once appearing modest and yet extremely alluring. At least they’d told her so. Yet Josh’s favourite way of putting it was still that she was fuckable. She just chose to pretty it up in her head.
Logan moved his hand to the curve of her ass and gave her a light squeeze before sliding between her legs and rubbing along her slit. Sighing softly, she leaned forward, bracing her arms on the wall, and spread her legs a little for him as he slid a finger along her folds.
“Turning me on before we go meet Josh’s cousin isn’t exactly fair,” she moaned.
Josh laughed and took her chin between his fingers. He gave her a wet kiss and darted his tongue between her lips. Pulling back, he said, “I prefer you turned on all the time, no matter where we’re going or who you might be meeting. It makes you ready for us when we get horny again.”
She laughed and shook her head. “When you get horny again? Darling, I don’t think you ever actually stop.”
They both laughed as well and got dressed, though the effort was minimal at best with Josh putting on a pair of low slung jeans and Logan stepping into some shorts. Still, as it was their house, she didn’t see the need for them to be wearing more than that. In fact, the idea of them all being naked all the time worked out pretty well for her.
With Josh leading the way, they walked downstairs, ready to meet Ty. She hung back with Logan at the bottom of the stairs, his hand in hers as Josh opened the door.
“Hey,” he said, letting his cousin in.
“Hi.” Ty’s hazel eyes met hers and Aria smiled at him. “Hey. You must be Aria.” He stepped forward and shook her hand.
“I am. And this is Logan,” she said, putting a hand on his arm.
“Good to meet you,” Ty said, his smile coming easily. He put a large suitcase down in their entryway.
“You too. Come on into the living room,” Logan said, turning and leading the way.
Josh sat and Aria quickly moved beside him, with Logan taking his place to her right. Though there was plenty of seating in the large, open space, Ty sat across from her on the couch opposite them. She licked her lips, trying not to stare as she took him in. He was even more handsome up close, with bright eyes and dimples. She felt her breasts swell in reaction to him and her core tingled—not good when she was in a short skirt with no panties on.
Logan moved his hand to her thigh and she watched, smiling as Ty’s gaze followed the movement. Maybe he was interested too. But how to approach her guys about such a thing? It wasn’t as if they’d ever talked about bringing in a fourth person.
“So what’s up?” Josh asked him, leaning forward and resting his elbows on his knees.
Ty’s smile slipped a bit. “Sorry to just barge in on you like this. I should have called first.”
Aria shook her head. “Don’t worry about it.”
He nodded. “See, the girl I was dating before I enlisted, well, we’d been having problems for a while. And she wanted to find someone new. I was fine with that. At first I wasn’t, but I got over it. But then I come home from a tour and he’s moved in. His crap is everywhere and my things are in boxes in the garage. I’d planned on mo
ving out anyway, since she’d said they were getting kind of serious. But she’d never once said that he’d moved in with her. So I was hoping, you know, if it wasn’t a huge inconvenience, that maybe you’d have an extra bedroom that I could crash in for a bit until I get an apartment? Week or two at most. Promise. I’ll even pay rent while I’m here.” His cheeks were pink, as if he were embarrassed and he hung his head.
Aria took Josh’s hand and gave it a squeeze. She wanted him there. They had an extra bedroom and it wasn’t as if he’d get in the way. Clothing would be required outside their bedroom, but they’d had overnight guests before. She looked to Logan who gave her a small nod. He was in too.
“Give us just a second,” Josh said, turning towards her. “What’s your call?” he whispered.
“I want him to stay,” she whispered back, her eyes flicking to Ty who was looking more miserable by the moment.
“Me too,” Logan chimed in.
Josh smiled. “Good. It’s settled then.”
“Wait,” Aria said, putting her hand on his arm. “What do you think about adding him?” She licked her lips and swallowed down her nerves. This was a big step and she shouldn’t be rash about it. But there was something about Ty that wasn’t leaving her alone. It was more than that she simply liked guys in uniform. He looked hurt—nearly wounded—and was clearly far too good a man for whatever woman had done that to him.
Josh’s eyes went wide and he smiled. “Sexy little Aria likes military men now, huh?”
She blushed. “I’ve got a chef and an artist. A military man would be a nice addition to my collection,” she replied hopefully.
Josh laughed and kissed her forehead. “Sure thing. Logan? What’s your call man?”
Logan shrugged. “The bed is plenty big enough for another. As long as he doesn’t snore.”
Aria quickly kissed both of their cheeks. “Thank you!” She rose to her feet and approached him. “They’ve said yes,” she told Ty, a smile playing over her lips. His answering smile was bright in return. “But I’ve got a question for you.”
“Sure, anything,” he quickly said, leaning back against the couch as her knees touched his.
She smiled and brought one thigh up against his, placing her knee on the couch next to him. “How are you at sharing?”
His mouth fell open and she put her hands on his shoulders as she brought her other leg up on the outside of his and joined him on the couch, straddling his lap. He brought his hands to her hips, slid up her waist then cupped her butt through the thin material of her dress.
“Sharing?” he asked as he looked up at her.
Aria nodded and lowered herself onto his groin, moaning softly when she felt the hard length of his cock press against her slit.
“Yes,” she said. “Would you like to join us? You staying here has nothing to do with this. You say no and I’ll treat you just like any other houseguest. You say yes though and things would be a lot more fun between us. And you’d be welcome to stay on a more long term basis.” Aria shrugged, letting him know it was his choice as much as she could. She tried to remember how she’d approached things with Josh and Logan in the hopes of finding the right words to ease Ty into their relationship, but their conversation eluded her. “You can stay as long as you want,” she added, looking down into the warmth of his gaze.
His breath caught as she rubbed against him, her wet core sliding along his pants. “Yes,” he whispered, his voice sounding more like a desperate pant than anything coherent.
Aria grinned. “Good. Then take off your shirt.”
She moved her fingers to the buttons, joining his in her eagerness to get him undressed. His warm chest was exposed to her fingertips a moment later. She dipped her mouth to his neck, greedily sucking on his skin as she rubbed against him and slid her hands over the hard muscles of his chest. Aria found a scar on his ribs, just under a hard nipple and she gently traced around it as she brought her mouth back up to savour his.
A hand landed on her shoulder and she lifted her head, pulling away just long enough to see Logan standing behind the couch, a soft smile playing over his full lips as he looked down at her. “Hey.”
She smiled back at him. “Hey.”
He produced a small foil pouch from his pocket and handed it to her. “We’re gonna go make pesto and some pasta. Call if you need anything.”
Aria nodded at him. “Will do. Thanks.”
He pulled his hand back from her shoulder, but she grabbed it, kissing his palm before he could get away. He tweaked her nose and stepped back, giving them some sort of privacy as he left the room. The townhouse was laid out in a mostly open floor plan and she knew her guys could see her with Ty from almost every room on that level, but that they weren’t sitting on the couch behind her was pretty nice. Though she never passed up a chance to show off, either.
She leaned her forehead against Ty’s, his warm breath tickling her chin as she undid the wrapper and pulled the condom out of its package. “We keep them around the house for when we can’t get messy,” she explained quickly in case he was wondering. He hadn’t asked, but her brother had one afternoon when he’d found them in the cookie jar in the kitchen.
“What if I don’t want to wear one?” Ty asked, his hands going to her thighs, his thumb brushing against her skin just under the hem of her short skirt.
Her hands went still on the rubber and her eyes narrowed. “Then this stops here,” she said simply. She leant back, giving him a chance to explain himself before she’d get off the couch, off him, and go find her guys.
Taking her hands in his, Ty lowered them to his waist. “I don’t want to stop. I’ll wear one as long as you want me to.”
Aria gave him a soft smile and undid the button of his jeans. His zipper came next and then his thick cock was free. It pulsed against her inner thigh, teasing her with its warmth. She brought her mouth back to his, diving her tongue between his lips as she moved her fingers over his cock. She took a moment to get to know him, delighting in the soft sounds he made as she squeezed him between her fingers.
“Don’t tease me,” he hissed, breaking their kiss long enough to draw a breath. He moved his fingers up her hips then curved around to her ass, giving her a firm squeeze. “Do you always go without panties?”
Smiling, she gave him a slight nod. “Generally yes. I like to be pushed up against the counter and entered.” His breath caught and she winked at him. “I also like my hair pulled and to be spanked.”
Ty swallowed thickly and licked his lips. “I’ll remember that.” He swatted her and though the touch on her butt was light and felt nearly experimental, it still sent a shiver of pleasure through her. She slipped the condom over his cock and lifted up to rub herself against him, teasing him with her heat until he put his head back and softly moaned.
He bit his bottom lip and Aria dipped her head to lick along the seam of his lips as she lowered herself onto his cock. He was thick and she gasped as he filled her, stretching her. Keeping one hand on the fullness of her ass, Ty reached up and pulled her dress down in the middle. Aria pushed down the straps as well, helping him free her breasts to his view.
“Wow,” he whispered, the simple word pleasing her immensely as he brought his mouth to her ample breasts. She began riding him, lifting herself a few inches off his balls and sliding back down as he licked over the sensitive skin of her breasts.
Aria reached behind him, holding onto the back of the couch as she rocked against him, moaning softly each time she took him in. He spanked her again, harder this time and she gasped as her pussy tightened in reaction to his hand.
“Too much?” he asked tentatively.
She licked her lips and shook her head. “No. Not at all. Harder.”
Smirking, he nodded. His next strike was hard enough she knew she’d have a red mark but didn’t care as she bounced on his thick cock. She buried her face in the side of his neck and rubbed against him, feeling him pressing on all of her most sensitive spots.
“I want you on your back,” he said, moving his hands to her hips and holding her tightly. She nodded. Being above him was a powerful position, one that gave her complete control of him. But she wanted to have this strong man above her as well, driving into her pussy with his thick cock.
“Me too.”
A moment later she got her wish as he flipped her onto her back on the couch, moving sideways. She grinned at him, surprised that he was able to move them without having to pull out. He pushed his pants farther down over his hips and yanked her skirt up, exposing her completely to his view. Her nipples tightened and she shivered as he stared down at her.
He smiled and she shared it with him. Seconds later his mouth covered hers again and he drove into her, hard enough to make her large breasts sway against the fine hair covering his chest. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and spread her thighs as wide as she could, letting him deeper inside her as he panted against her lips.
Ty moved his calloused fingertips between them and found her clit, teasing her as he pushed inside her with a rhythm all his own. She sighed loudly and rubbed against his hand, seeking more from him. She loved his speed, his willingness to give her as much as he had. She wouldn’t break and loved every slide of his cock inside her body.
He leant back and lifted her thighs onto his shoulders, allowing him to go even deeper as he pressed down on her legs. She cried out as he moved inside her and reached forward, tracing her fingers over his chest and stomach. He was all muscle, every last tanned inch of him.
“Fuck, you feel amazing around my cock,” he gasped.
She nodded, unable to come up with anything intelligent to say as each stroke of his length inside her sent waves of pleasure straight to her core. He pulled at her nipples, teasing the stiff peaks. Aria brought her fingers to her clit, rubbing herself and running her fingertips along the top of his shaft as he pushed inside her.
Ty moved one hand away from her breast and grabbed her hair, wrapping it around his fingers and giving it a tug. The pain sent a zing of pleasure straight through her until it burst within her, causing her to moan loudly as she came around the head of his cock.
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