Author's Note: This chapter contains sexual content.

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"Good morning, Beautiful" Randy said as he kissed the nape of Rae's neck.

Rae sighed as she interlocked her fingers with Randy's. "Good morning, Lover."

"How did you sleep last night?"

"Hot and bothered. You?"

"The same." Randy yawned as he stretched out. "Sleeping in jeans is not as comfortable as I thought it would be."

During the night, Rae and Randy snuggled against each other, even breathing in sync at one point. While there was plenty of touching and fondling, they both decided not to have sex. But it wasn't to say that nothing occurred.

Randy showed Rae just how wonderful his fingers were when he made her reach orgasm after orgasm. He would play with her nub nice and slow, kissing her neck and whispering naughty words in her ear. And then he would trail his fingers up her body and circle her nipples with the moisture he had created in her. And then Randy would suck his fingers as Rae watched.

"Mmm…you taste so good, Rae." He moaned.

Randy would then play with Rae's tongue with his, caressing her breasts as she writhed and moaned beneath him. But as generous as Randy was to her, Rae wanted to be just as giving. She showed Randy exactly why he called her "Fellatio Delight" as she teased him. She would lick the tip, flicking her tongue back and forth. Randy was not much of a moaner, but he felt himself damn near screaming when Rae pleasured him.

Her mouth was so hot and welcoming on his shaft. And the way she would grab his balls as she sucked on him was something he thought she had to learn from watching many porn flicks. As Rae continued to suck on Randy, he moved hair out of the way as he looked down at her face. She looked so beautiful sucking his cock, he felt like he could fall in love with her.

But his senses kicked in. And Randy knew that any sexual feelings that Rae had towards him was because Dave was in her thoughts. Not wanting to play second fiddle to anyone—especially Dave—Randy felt it was best that nothing else happened that night. He'll have to fuck Dave out of Rae's mind at a later date.

Rae turned around and faced Randy. "I'm not one for making a bigger deal out of nothing…"

"You're not?" Randy teased.

"You know what I meant, Randy. I don't want things to get all weirded out between us because we didn't have sex."

"We did enough." Randy smiled as he rubbed Rae's shoulders. "But it's a good thing that nothing else happened, though."

"Why?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Randy asked.

"No, it's not obvious, Randy."

"Rae, I know how you feel you about Dave and I know I wasn't the only one you were thinking about last night."

Rae narrowed her eyes. "What makes you so sure?"

Randy then remembered the activities from the previous night. Rae whispered Dave's name in the middle of the night while she slept. "I'm just saying maybe we should slow things down a bit."

"What is it about you confusing fucking guys? You want a girl, then you don't want her. And then when you have her, you don't know what to do with her? And we're the emotional bitches?" Rae questioned. "I like how you mention this to me after I sucked your dick. Thanks, motherfucker."

Randy got up out of bed and watched Rae brushed her hair as if she was trying to brush dirt out of her hair. "Rae, Rae, Rae…" He then put his hand on hers to stop her. "Stop and look at me."

"What?" Rae sneered.

"I'm not playing you. But I'm not going to wait for you because you're waiting for some guy to make his move on you."

"Randy, it's not like that…"

"Oh? It's not?" Looking at the mirror, Randy stared into Rae's eyes. "Then what is it?"

Before Rae had a chance to answer, she and Randy were interrupted by the smell of bacon. "Dave's here. Stay in here."

Rae walked out of her bedroom and headed towards the kitchen, where she found Dave fixing breakfast. He was lightly singing a song and appeared to be in a cheerful mood. Rae pulled up a stool and sat across from him. "Are you serenading me?"

Dave smiled. "I could be." He focused back to his scrambled eggs. "Had fun last night?"

Rae uncomfortably nodded. "About last night, David?"

"Yes?"

"Just to let you know, nothing happened last night. Well, something happened, but nothing happened, you know?" Rae said.

Dave began to scramble the eggs faster. "Rae, it's okay…"

"Like we started to have sex but…"

"Rae, it's okay." Dave said quietly. "I really don't want to know. Really, I don't."

"Okay." Rae brushed a lock of her hair behind her ear. "So where did you go?"

"To Noize."

"Really? How was it? Was it busy?"

"It was fun." Dave shrugged.

"So did you dance with any hot chicks?" Rae inquired.

Dave momentarily stopped putting the food on the plates as he contemplated on whether or not he should tell Rae what really happened. "Um, you can say that."

"Well, what happened?" Rae pressed.

"Rae, I need to tell you something…"

Then, the door to the study opened. A disheveled Kristal appeared. She was wrapped in a bed sheet. "Dave, could you get me a towel? Oh, Hi Rae!" She smiled.

Rae felt like she was looking at a ghost when she saw Kristal. It didn't take long for her to figure out that her appearance was a result of staying the night in her home. She also guessed by looking at Kristal's appearance that she hardly slept the night before, courtesy of Dave. "Hi Kristal."

Randy then walked out of Rae's bedroom. "Baby, I need to leave now. I'll be back…ohhhh shit." He nodded as he took stock of the scene. Dave clearly looked uncomfortable while Rae looked stunned. Kristal, however, had an endless smile.

Randy had errands to run but he didn't want to pass up the temptation of watching a real-life drama. "You know what? I think I can stay and eat breakfast."