Chapter 85

“Settle. Hmm?”

“What?”

“She’s comparing,” Cal said. Apparently, he was in her other hand. She started stroking both of us; I could tell by the motion on Cal’s side and the feeling in my dick.

“Now that I got you started, it’s your turn, baby.” She stopped and stood, moving across from us, but not before rubbing Cal’s cheek. I had noticed all evening how they randomly touched one another, almost involuntarily, faces, hands, legs under the table. Cal’s hand was on Caryn’s ass a lot while they worked in the kitchen. That was love, I thought.

“Get closer,” she told us. “Do what I was doing.”

I’d done it before. I liked doing it, though I did recall the ambivalence last time, because of my feelings for Mathias. There was no more of that, though. At that moment, I swore I was over him. When Cal’s hand touched my boner, I shivered, and not just because it was cold above the water.

“Nice?” he asked.

“Mmm.”

“I should have done this a long time ago,” Cal said.