Title: After-Dinner Delights
Summary: When Edward and Bella forewent dessert at his family's Sunday dinner, they had no idea that what they'd have at home would be so much sweeter. What happens when an unexpected interruption turns into a very welcome opportunity to check something off the wish list? BxExJ, poly, graphic lemons. Rated F for Filthy. Seriously, this is just straight-up porn.
Disclaimer: The author does not own any publicly recognizable characters herein. No copyright infringement is intended.
"Jesus, do you have any idea how fucking hot you look in this dress." He fingered the hem of her navy blue sundress, which had light yellow daisies adorning it. "I bet you do—you kept crossing and uncrossing your legs. You wanted me to look." He eyed her appreciatively, starting at her bare feet and traveling up the length of her body before holding her stare.
"It took everything I had not to slip my hand up your skirt, right there at my parents' dining room table." To illustrate the point, he dipped his hand underneath her skirt, skimming his fingers along her bare thighs, savoring the feel of her buttery soft skin. "Also, what was that stunt you pulled with the breadstick? Bella, you know how I feel about being teased."
Bella's throaty giggle filled the expanse of the apartment she and Edward had recently purchased, as she batted his hand away playfully before entwining their fingers and pulling him farther into the room.
"I highly doubt that your mom would have appreciated your blatant disregard for table etiquette. I am sure finger fucking your girlfriend under the table is more than frowned upon." She stood on her tip toes and captured his pout in a gentle kiss. "Besides, you know I always follow through so it can't be considered teasing."
"I wouldn't even have minded the five-minute lecture I would have received. Your pussy makes any scolding worth it." He awarded her with his signature panty-dropping smile and pulled her back in for a deeper kiss, his tongue stroking hers languidly.
His hands roamed over her dress, cupping her backside, giving her cheeks a firm squeeze. His brow furrowed as his fingers continued their exploration. "Bella, are you not wearing panties?" His voice came out strained.
"Maybe," she said with a shy smile, looking up at him from beneath her eyelashes.
His hand landed with a light tap on her ass. "And you talk about my disregard for table manners. I am pretty sure panties are a required article of clothing for Sunday dinner at the Cullen residence."
She shrugged her shoulders and started to make her way over to the couch. He grasped her by the wrist. "Uh uh uh. Not so fast. I think you need to be punished for not following the rules." He pulled her flush to his chest, tilting her head back to expose her neck. "Now what should I do with you?"
He inched the skirt of her dress up her thighs, exposing inch after inch to the chilled air. As he did this, his fingers made concentric circles around the inside of her thighs, his pace tantalizingly slow and deliberate. She squirmed, coaxing his hands higher, desperately seeking friction.
When her skirt was raised to rest around her waist, he took a step back to inspect what he had uncovered and let out a gasp.
"No panties, and you're wearing the plug." He tapped his pointer and middle fingers against the red jeweled butt plug that he had gotten her for her last birthday. They had talked about anal, and she was curious but also nervous. He told her it was something they could work up to. Thus the purchase of various sized butt plugs. If he had known that was what was under the gauzy material of her dress, he absolutely would have said to hell with table manners and dove knuckle deep into her pussy.
"Go stand with your hands up against the glass and spread your feet." His voice boomed as he uttered his command. It seemed that the time for slow and gentle was over.
Bella hesitated for a moment. "Edward, shouldn't we go to our bedroom? I mean, what about Jasper?" Jasper and Edward had been roommates throughout undergrad, but they had gone on to pursue different career paths. Edward went off to get a master's in architecture while Jasper focused on music. He was currently touring small venues up and down the East Coast. As opposed to renting a hotel room for the two weeks that he was in the city, Edward and Bella had agreed to let him crash in their guest bedroom. It was going well for the most part, but it definitely did cause them to limit where their activities took place.
"Are you really asking about Jasper at a time like this? Do you not see how much I need to be inside you? What about I let you feel instead?" He took her hand and slid it against the prominent bulge in his jeans, cupping her fingers around his cock. "Do you feel how fucking hard I am right now? No, we're doing this here. Besides Jasper's at a gig, said he'd be out late."
"Now. Hands on the glass. Don't make me ask you again." He swatted her behind to get her moving.
Without hesitation, she made her way over to the sliding glass doors that led out to their balcony, placing one hand then the other high above her head on the cool material, spreading her legs shoulder-width apart. "Like this?" she whispered over her shoulder. She knew this was exactly how he wanted her; this wasn't the first time they had taken care of things outside of the bedroom.
"Exactly like that." His warm breath—breath that smelled and tasted faintly of whiskey—fanned down her neck as he pressed his chest to her back, the rough material of his jeans scratching against her bare ass.
Starting at the top, he allowed his hands to roam down her body—over her arms, past her shoulders, barely grazing her breasts, trailing past her stomach—until he reached his destination. He swiped his fingers up and down her folds, coating his fingertips in her arousal.
"So fucking wet for me. You like the idea that I'm going to fuck you against this window, don't you? That our neighbors might be able to see me giving it to you, hard and deep, if they were to look this way. That they'll be able to tell how much of a needy girl you are."
Bella let out a moan, one emanating from deep in her throat.
"Spread those legs wider." He pushed the skirt up farther, ensuring it would not obstruct his ministrations in any way whatsoever, allowing her stance to widen, her ass jutting out farther.
"That's my girl. Now hold on. The sight of you is making me lose my mind; I don't think I can go slow." His words were clipped, almost as if he truly were about to lose it.
The clinking of his buckle filled the air as he unfastened his jeans, pushing them down and off, followed by his black boxer briefs. He slid his cock up and down her slit, gathering her wetness before bending his knees slightly and slipping the tip into her entrance. They both groaned in unison. The feeling of their joining kept getting better and better each time. With a flex of his hips, he found himself fully seated in her pussy. His hips flush against her ass. One hand braced on her bare shoulder and the other gripped her waist. At first, despite his stating the contrary, his movements were calculated; he slid in and out with short deliberate thrusts.
The slow tempo was causing Bella to lose it. It was just in the realm of not enough. Seeing as how he gave no signs of speeding things up, she let out a desperate appeal. "Harder. Please. Fuck me harder."
"As you wish." Her whimpered pleas were met with the sharp snaps of his hips as he pounded into her pussy from behind. Her hands slipping down the fogged-up glass. Their shared pants frosting the window before them. He tightened his grip on her waist, keeping her upright. The hand that was on her shoulder moved to the neckline of her dress, pushing it down to expose her tits.
"And no bra either," he said as he rolled a perky nipple between his forefinger and his thumb, pinching slightly. "You really are a naughty girl tonight."
After paying equal attention to both of her breasts, he let his fingers trail down to the apex of her thighs, finding her clit swollen and ready for his touch.
A keening moan filled the air as Bella began to reach the horizon, her muscles contracting in short spasms as her orgasm built.
A shadowed reflection appeared across the window, drawing Bella's eyes from the focal point she had chosen while Edward drilled into her from behind. A figure filled the doorframe of the kitchen, right behind them.
Bella let out a shriek of surprise. "Jasper."
"Bella, that's not funny," Edward said through gritted teeth.
"No. Jasper's here. I thought you said he had a gig." Their movement ceased as they separated, hastily rearranging their clothing—Bella pulling down the skirt of her dress and fixing the bodice, Edward stuffing his rapidly softening dick back into his boxers.
"Gig got canceled. Heard a noise. Sounded like a cat was getting murdered. Thought I'd come check it out while I grabbed something to drink. Guess I was half right. The way Ed was pounding that pussy, it's gotta be half dead by now. B, that dress looks hot by the way." He stood in the entryway to the kitchen, his back leaning against the door jamb. He said all of this without a hint of sarcasm in his tone, a cool, calm expression on his face.
He strolled over to the fridge to grab a glass of water, his back resting against the kitchen counter once he had retrieved it. He waved his hand in their direction.
"Carry on. You didn't have to stop on my account. I know it's a bitch to have to stop mid-stroke. Besides, it's not like I haven't seen Ed's ass before." He shot them a devilish smirk, dimple on full display.
"Jasper, cut the shit. You're embarrassing Bella." Edward ran his fingers through his wayward bronze hair in frustration. This was not at all how he thought the night would go when they skipped out on dessert at his parents' house.
Little did he know, Bella was anything but embarrassed at that moment. Yes, she had been in a state of partial undress, her boyfriend's dick between her legs, while another guy looked on. However, instead of being mortified by being caught, the thought of Jasper watching Edward fuck her excited her in a way she'd never imagined.
Another thing that she and Edward had discussed when they talked about things they wanted to try sexually was a threesome. Bella had never had one before, but Edward mentioned that he and Jasper had. Bella also knew that Jasper and Edward had experimented with one another in college, but neither of them wanted to be in an exclusive relationship with the other. She didn't want all the details—though she knew that their experimentation was not just limited to handjobs and blowjobs. Jasper had shared with her during a late-night meeting in the kitchen when they both got up for a drink that he considered himself to be sexually fluid, attracted and capable of loving individuals of both sexes with variability on a person to person basis. He reassured her that although he was attracted to Edward, he didn't want to be his boyfriend. Especially not once Bella had entered the picture and stolen Edward's heart junior year. They had been inseparable ever since, and four years later they were discussing building a permanent life together. Bella's sex life was tame by comparison, having only been with two guys before Edward and both were rather forgettable experiences consisting of a few nights of "wham, bam, thank you ma'am" sex and little else.
Jasper was undeniably a very attractive man, with his wavy dirty blond hair and moss green eyes, a dimple in just one of his cheeks. Not to mention his accent. He had grown up in the South, and despite completing both his undergraduate and master's degrees in New York City, it had yet to be diluted.
Jasper stroked himself lazily over his navy blue boxers—coincidentally the same color of Bella's dress—making absolutely no effort to leave the pair alone.
"Jasper, I said knock it off." Edward sounded more exasperated than upset.
"What? I figured since you gave me a show, I'd return the favor."
"Edward." Bella's voice had grown soft. She cupped Edward's jaw and turned his attention fully to her. They exchanged some whispered words, none of which Jasper could make out.
"Are you sure?" Edward asked, rubbing his palms up and down her arms.
Bella simply nodded, surreptitiously eying Jasper where he remained perched against the kitchen counter.
"Okay. Whatever you want." Edward kissed her lips lightly before he set his shoulders back and turned to face his friend. "Jasper, do you remember James Hunter's party sophomore year?" He quirked his brow, silently trying to send Jasper a recap of his conversation with Bella.
It took Jasper a moment to catch Edward's drift before his smirk became a full-blown grin. He directed his attention toward Bella, seeking reassurance that she was game for what he thought was about to go down. She bit her bottom lip, surely making it raw, and nodded her head.
He let out a whoosh of air that he had been holding in his lungs while he awaited her confirmation and said, "Well then, darlin', why don't we take this party somewhere more comfortable."
He pushed off the counter and made his way back to the guest bedroom he was crashing in, Edward and Bella following behind him hand in hand.
Despite the promise of comfort, Bella was suddenly feeling unsure. She wanted this, that she knew. It had been her idea to turn their interruption into an opportunity to fulfill one of her fantasies. So it wasn't a lack of desire that gave her pause. It was more that she was uncertain how this would even work. She knew they had done stuff, but she wasn't sure just how far they would want to go with each other that night. Was this going to be just about them both touching her, or would it be a tangle of limbs with everyone touching one another?
It was like all the wires in her brain had short circuited, and all she could do was feel. Anxious. Excited. Turned on beyond all rational thought.
"We don't have to do this if you don't want to," Edward whispered in her ear, breaking her out of her scrambled thoughts.
"I want to." She shot him a smile over her shoulder.
Jasper watched the two with curious eyes. He and Edward had had a threesome before, but never in his wildest dreams would he think this was something Bella would be into. He knew she and Ed had a pretty adventurous sex life, but he had no clue this was even in the realm of possibilities. Since Ed had mentioned James's party, all sorts of images had flooded his mind, and his cock had gotten impossibly hard. Seeing the two of them before him, flushed from their earlier activities, their bodies angled toward one another, he couldn't wait to get a taste of both of them.
"Since this is your first time—it is your first time right, darlin'?" Again, Bella simply nodded. "Why don't we start off slow. Why don't you take a seat on the chair over there, and Ed and I will give you something to watch."
Edward guided Bella over to a plush armchair in the corner of the room, settling her down gently before he crossed the room to stand in front of Jasper.
When a man and a woman kissed, it was more of a dance, but what she saw here—these men with their lean bodies and tall frames—was a battle. They fought for control, relenting only when it became too much. Their tongues tangled as their hips ground against one another. Grunts of pleasure escaped them both as they trailed their hands into each other's boxers, jacking each other off with a quickened pace. Edward pulled Jasper by his long hair, exposing his neck and forcing him to succumb. Their lips separated with a wet noise, and they struggled to regain their breath.
"Suck me off, Jas. It's the least you could do after you interrupted Bella and me out there. I am not interested in having a case of blue balls tonight."
Jasper helped Edward shuck his boxers, doing the same with the pair he had on and walked them to the bed. Edward lay back, hands clasped behind his head, cock erect in invitation.
"I know it's pretty, but I didn't take it out for air." Edward's tone was playful, but he had a serious look in his eyes as he watched Jasper settle on his belly between his legs.
Jasper wrapped his hand around the base of Edward's cock, his tongue sliding along the shaft in long licks, as if he were eating an ice cream cone.
One of Edward's hands came from beneath his head and pulled Jasper's hair back.
"Not like that. You know better than to be tentative. I said. Suck. Me. Off."
He released the grip on his hair and motioned to his dick. Jasper didn't need to be told twice. He was just messing around with Edward. They had done this before back in college. He knew Edward wanted instant gratification. When he wanted to get off, he didn't have time for teasing. Jasper deep throated Edward, hollowing his cheeks, creating suction as he bobbed his head.
Edward growled. "That's better. You really are quite the cocksucker."
Jasper's lips tightening around Edward's dick, his tongue swirled over the bulbous head, dipping in and out of the slit. He was just fucking around with that coy bullshit that girls did when they liked the concept of sucking dick more than the act itself. If he was going to do it, he was going all in. He ducked his head down to suck Edward's balls into his mouth, rolling them in his cheek. He was getting so fucking turned on—watching Edward grit his teeth, the vein in his neck straining—that he ground his hips into the mattress, fucking it to get some friction. Edward would not be the only one with blue balls if he didn't find a way to get some relief.
Edward lifted his head from the pillow, turning his gaze to where Bella remained in the corner of the room. "Does that turn you on? Seeing Jasper suck my cock." Bella let out a whimper, her gaze momentarily leaving where it had been fixed just moments before, on Jasper's bobbing head.
"I bet it does. Your pussy looks like it's dripping. I bet your thighs are just covered in your wetness. Stick your fingers in that tight cunt of yours and show me how much you like seeing Jasper swallow my dick. How much you want to come over here and help him out."
Readily complying with his directive, Bella dipped one, then another finger into her core—he was right, she was drenched. Jasper and his routine seemed so practiced, and she envisioned them years before, many a late night in the dorm, giving each other head. The movement of her fingers faltered momentarily as she wondered whether Edward felt like he was missing out on something by being with her.
The way he was studying her brought her back to the present, and she shook off her lapse into insecurity, doubling her masbatory efforts. Her moans filled the air as she used her thumb to apply gentle pressure to her clit, feeling the impending orgasm building in her gut. Her nipples had hardened to the point where they were likely to cut glass. She writhed on the chair, trying to hit that angle, the one that was "just right," the one that would send her soaring, when Edward's voice boomed in the room.
"That's enough. I don't want you to come yet. Get over here and swap out for Jasper. Give him a reward—let him taste how sweet that pussy is. How much his oral skills have excited you."
Bella withdrew her fingers with a grunt of frustration and crossed the room to climb on the bed beside them. She looked around, uncertain where he wanted her exactly now that she had made her way over.
Luckily for her, he directed her as to what she should do next. "Lose the dress." The thin material was lifted over her head and thrown into the pile on the floor.
"Right here"—he pointed to the spot that Jasper had just vacated between his parted legs—"On your hands and knees. Get that ass in the air and let him watch you drip. Jasper, don't let an ounce of that nectar drop. Show Bella just how well you know how to use your tongue."
Settling himself beneath her, Jasper placed kisses along her inner thighs. He traced patterns on Bella's skin with his tongue, alternating between licking and nipping at her with his teeth. His hands led the way as he reached her soaking wet pussy. He parted her folds, flattening his tongue as he lapped along her slit, savoring every drop just as Edward had instructed. "Mmmm, you taste so fucking sweet. Better than the sweetest of Sweet Teas, darlin'." He groaned when he felt her body sway. She had Edward's dick in her hand as she stroked him, paying extra attention to his balls, massaging them.
Both of Bella's hands grasped Edward's dick and her tongue flicked out to gather the moisture that had started to leak out.
It was the best fucking thing she had ever tasted. Her lips engulfed the head of his cock and she sucked lightly.
He hissed and placed a hand in her long chocolate tresses. It was obvious that he was fighting against the urge to grip her head and slam his dick in her mouth, as the muscles in his thighs clenched and strained with each pass of her lips and tongue. She licked along his shaft, before plunging her mouth down on him, trying to take in as much of him as she could.
Her hands worked the remaining part of him, creating an alternating rhythm with mouth and hands. His grip on her hair tightened, and it became obvious that he was about to find his release, having already been primed by Jasper's sucking.
His words all but confirmed it, "I'm so close."
He started to pull away, but Bella sped her movements, moving her hands to grasp his hips and pull him deeper into her mouth.
His cock hit the back of her throat, and she swallowed around him, causing him to slip deeper. The combined effect caused him to explode, and just as he had instructed Jasper earlier, she swallowed all that he gave her greedily, not willing to spill a single drop.
Before releasing him from the confines of her mouth, Bella lavished attention to every inch of his cock, using her tongue to lick him clean. He wore a lazy grin, and his eyes were so intense that she felt like they'd surely burn right through her.
"That was fucking amazing, baby. I think your performance deserves a reward, but I'm going to need a few minutes. Jasper, finish showing Bella how much her skills have impressed you."
Jasper did not hesitate in diving back in, and a few more swipes of his tongue later, she was already shaking. He sucked her clit in between his lips and tugged gently. He plunged a finger in Bella's heat, steadily increasing his speed, curling the tip of his finger to stroke her g-spot. He added a second finger as he sucked on her clit harder.
Bella gasped at the dual sensation and moaned loudly. The tension was building within her, causing her body to vibrate, pushing her toward near bursting. Her legs shook, her arms threatening to give out and cause her to drop down onto the bed.
"Bella, stop fighting it. Just sit on my face already. I want to feel smothered by your thighs."
She acquiesced, allowing her body to drop and rest on his mouth.
The frequency and pitch of her moaning escalated with each swipe of his tongue. He would alternate between lapping her like an ice cream cone to fast and furious darting to scraping his teeth along her clit. Between gasps for air, she muttered, "I'm going to come. Please don't stop."
The sounds of pleasure emanating from Bella spurred him on, and he devoured her, darting his tongue out to replace his fingers. He fucked her with his tongue and mouth, and Bella began to quake, coming undone.
He didn't let up as she rode out the waves of ecstasy. She was so overwhelmed that her body slackened, and she collapsed on the bed beside Edward. He stroked her sweat-soaked hair, placing a kiss on her forehead which contrasted with the gentle kiss Jasper had just placed on her clit before backing away.
Jasper stood up from the bed and licked his lips, soaking up all her arousal from his face which had combined with the taste that lingered from Edward's cock. The sight of Jasper enjoying Bella's taste so thoroughly was enough to make both Edward and Bella hunger for more. Edward's cock had already started to become erect again.
Bella was surprised by the fact that she'd just had a fantastic, knee-weakening orgasm and all she could think about was having his cock buried inside of her. Actually, she was thinking about having both Edward and Jasper inside her.
Grabbing two condoms and a small bottle of lube from the nightstand, Jasper tossed one to Edward and sheathed himself with the other. He lay back on the bed, extending his hand to reach for Bella's, coaxing her to straddle him.
Anchoring her legs on either side of his hips, she swiveled her pelvis, rubbing against his erection. He gripped her neck and pulled her in for a kiss. "Darlin', whenever you're ready, saddle up for your ride." He wiggled his eyebrows and shot her a cheeky smile. She couldn't help but laugh at his playfulness. He had a calming nature about him, and her nerves continued to slip away. Reaching between them, she gripped his cock, lifting herself slightly and positioning it at her entrance, before sinking down on him.
It felt different than Edward, not better not worse, just different. While Edward was longer than he was wider, he was still quite thick, but Jasper's girth was stretching her in a way that was thrilling. It was almost as if he was testing the limits of how far her body could go. He flexed his hips, urging her to start moving. She bounced on his dick, feeling him hit her in just the right spot. She angled her body so that her clit rubbed against his pelvis, sending sparks straight to her core.
"Oh god." She was so sensitive from the orgasm she'd just had that every little movement was intensified, tingles creeping up her spine.
"Baby, you're so tight. Ed, get over here. You gotta feel this."
Edward stood behind the pair, watching her ass bounce, the jewel from her plug reflecting the light from the lamp on the bedside table. He smoothed his hand down her cheeks in appreciation.
"How do you feel, love?" He should have been jealous, watching his friend fuck his girl, but all he felt when he looked at her, flushed and needy, was lucky. Lucky that she trusted him. Lucky that he could call her his.
"Good. It feels so good." This declaration and the honesty he saw in her eyes made his chest and cock swell in pride. He had given this to her. This feeling. All he ever wanted was for her to feel good.
"How would you like for me to replace this"—he tapped her plug, causing it to shift—"with this." His hand stroked his rapidly hardening cock, and she could see the moisture beading at the tip. She licked her lips, recalling his taste. "Would that feel good too?"
"Oh god. Yes, Edward. I want you inside me."
Without a second thought, he removed the plug, lubing two fingers and placing them at her puckered hole, testing how prepared she was. His touch was a mixture of stretching and soothing.
He took the condom Jasper had thrown him earlier, crinkling the wrapper as he tore it open and slipped it on, drizzling some more lube along his shaft. He bent over and whispered into her ear.
"Stay still for a moment, baby. I'll go slow. You'll feel some pressure, but if it hurts, tell me and I'll stop."
He felt the tip meet some resistance but continued to press forward until he passed it.
"Doing okay, love?"
"Mmmmhmmm. Keep going. I'm okay. It doesn't hurt."
Taking her reassurance as the go-ahead, he pressed forward, feeling her body accept more of his length. Giving her a moment to get acclimated to being filled by both Jasper and himself simultaneously, he paused.
She let out a deep exhale which morphed into a sigh of pleasure.
"I'm going to start moving now. Rock with me a little bit." She pressed her ass back onto him and rocked forward. "Yes, just like that. This feels incredible." He grunted with each swivel of her hips, keeping his thrusts shallow and allowing her to control the depth. "You're so tight." His hand gripped her hips, urging her to take more of him.
"How does that feel? Do you like it? Being filled by both Jasper and my cocks? The fullness. The way he's sliding in and out. Fucking you, oh so good." He spoke directly into her ear, the skin of his chest slick with sweat and pressed against her back.
A broken whimper escaped her throat, but the words that may have accompanied it were unintelligible.
"Tell me with your words or I'll make him stop."
Twin groans filled the room from Bella and Jasper. The flared nostrils, the strain in his forearms, and the beads of sweat gathering on his chest were all evidence that the idea of stopping appealed to Jasper in no way whatsoever.
"Baby, tell him. Tell him how good you feel." To emphasize his request, he flexed his hips, sliding into her heat with a sharp thrust.
"Fuck. Yes, it feels so good. Please don't stop." Bella threw her head back, jutting her breasts out and grasping them in her palms, tugging on her nipples as she continued to rock. Her sounds of pleasure escalated in pitch.
Edward watched in awe as she gave in to the sensation. "Doesn't that pussy feel amazing, Jas?" He looked over and saw Jasper was enjoying Bella's rocking just as much as he was. A serene look on Jasper's face had replaced the one of frustration from just before, the barest hint of exertion found in the furrowing of his brows.
"Best pussy ever," Jasper agreed.
Edward gathered Bella's hair, wrapping it around his fist. He leaned forward and placed a kiss on her shoulder. Sweat beaded on his brow as he tried to pace himself. He tried to keep his promise to go slow, but fucking her like this was unbelievable. He could feel Jasper sliding in and out of her, only a thin barrier separating them. They had worked up a rhythm as one slid in and the other slid out. Her walls gripped their cocks as her orgasm caused her to spasm. It felt endless, and it triggered their releases. She milked their cocks as her walls continued to flutter.
Bella turned her head to kiss Edward, running her tongue along his bottom lip, seeking entrance.
Slowly extricating himself, he slipped away and disposed of the condom with Jasper following suit seconds later.
"Damn, that was intense," Bella said as she struggled to catch her breath. Even in her wildest dreams, she had never imagined how all-consuming and thrilling being with two guys would be. She was always satisfied when she and Edward fucked, but adding Jasper to the mix had taken it to the next level. She could totally get the appeal of being in a poly relationship. Though it was not something she would ever be able to maintain on an ongoing basis—one man was definitely more than enough for her—and she had the best one. One who looked thoroughly fucked and ready to pass out where he stood.
"Fuck, I'm going to be dragging my ass at work tomorrow." Edward stretched and yawned as he made his way over to lay beside her. He placed a kiss on her forehead as she snuggled into his side. "Love you, baby." He placed another kiss on her lips, causing her to sigh.
"Love you too. Thank you," she whispered. She knew they should get up and head to their room, but she was feeling so content, she couldn't make her legs move. They'd just lay there for five more minutes.
Jasper looked over at the pair, cuddled up in his bed, and couldn't help but grin at the twin smiles on their faces. They really were perfect for one another, and he felt honored that they had trusted him to share this experience with them. He knew that what they had done would probably not extend beyond that night, but it didn't hurt to test the waters to see if they might be open to a repeat. After all, he was in town for a few more days.
"So, guys, I've got another gig tomorrow. Let me know if you can make it, or if you have other after-dinner plans." Jasper scrubbed the back of his neck and grabbed a pair of pajama bottoms from his dresser, looking for something to distract himself so that he wouldn't seem too eager for their reply.
"I think we might be able to skip dessert tomorrow as well. Jasper, spending another evening with you sounds..." they said in unison "...delightful."