Unchartered Curves (Cruisin’ With Curves)

8. Gill

Chapter eight

Gill

“ D id we get everything we needed?” I asked Duane later as the three of us left our interview with the Captain and some of the staff for the ship.

“Yes, I think so,” Duane said. “We could likely call that officer if we need more information, too.”

“Yes, he loved you guys,” Anisa squeezed my hand. “Are you guys up for dinner and trivia?”

“Yes.” I said. “I’m up for anything you suggest.”

“Really,” she said, drawing it out. “What if I wanted to spend another night with you guys, and maybe in the same bed this time?”

I pulled her into my arms for a kiss.

“No! It was Teddy Roosevelt!” Duane called, as the last team opposing us that night named the wrong Roosevelt.

“That is correct! Team Trio wins the event!” The young woman, master of ceremonies for the event, called out.

Confetti actually rained down from the ceiling. I loved this cruise. It was so over the top. I hoped I could convince Duane and Anisa to go on another one.

“So our prize for those grueling four rounds was neon pink t-shirts?” Duane asked, as we walked back to the penthouse.

We’d stopped by Anisa’s cabin to get some of her things.

She laughed, a loud, infectious sound I loved to hear. “I’ll likely wear mine to bed. We did also get coupons for a free martini at that sexy bar.”

I grinned. “That’s true. But do we have to wear the t-shirts to get it?”

***

We laughed all the way to the penthouse. It wasn’t really that funny, but that day had a lot of ups and downs, and I think we were all a little nervous about the coming night.

As soon as we walked in, we quieted down some, feeling how special the night ahead would be. I turned and picked her up.

“Gill! I’m too big,”

“Nonsense.” I said, enjoying the feel of her curves in my arms.

Duane had a hand on her back as we brought our girl upstairs and into the first room. Duane’s room had the biggest bed. It was where we’d let her sleep the night before, wanting her to have the best.

I set her down inside the room, and Duane pulled her close for a long kiss.

We took turns removing her top and skirt as she tried to remove our clothes. We started laughing again. As awkward as it could be for two people their first time, this was even more so with three of us, but somehow, even more fun.

By the time we were on the bed, she had only her pretty green panties on, and we each had our boxers on. I was so hard, yet my hands were shaking as they molded over her lush curves. I followed her down to kiss her nipple.

Duane did the same, and she gasped, her fingers spearing into each of our hair.

“That feels incredible. I’m pretty sure I could come just like this,” she said.

Duane lifted his head and smiled at me.

What a wonderful moment as my best friend and I pleasured our woman, together.

He went up to kiss her, and I slid off her underwear, sliding mine off at the same time.

I got up to grab two condoms from Duane’s nightstand. He and I stopped at the store on the ship earlier, though I’m sure if we’d asked our Butler Aaron, he would have gotten them. Some things needed to be private. Or at least, between us and the ships’s sundry store clerk.

Anisa held out a hand to me, and I kissed it as I moved over her.

My hands continued to shake as I rolled on the condom. “Your skin is amazing,” I said, at a loss for better words. I was feeling too much.

“You two are the most beautiful men I’ve ever seen, from your kind eyes, to your wonderful arms and chests.” Anisa’s hands trailed down each of us.

“Anything else?” I teased, as I moved between her legs.

“Oh yes,” she said. “All the rest that I plan on getting to know very well tonight.”

More laughter, and she pulled Duane down for another kiss before beckoning me to kiss her.

“I could kiss you all day,” I said, when we took a breath. I lifted up onto my knees, watching Duane slide two fingers into her heat.

Her hands fisted on the bedsheet, which we’d forgotten to turn down. We were lost in each other.

“Duane!” She gripped his wrist as her neck arched.

I watched her reach her peak and got ready to make it happen again.

I moved my cock to her opening, moving slowly as I entered Anisa for the first time. There will be no one else for me, I thought, knowing this was the truth down to my bones.

I had to close my eyes from the feelings of this. So much more than sex, though she felt incredible around me.

“Do you like that? Ready for me next?” Duane stroked her hair on the pillow.

She reached down for his cock. “I need you, too,” she whispered.

As he moved up and she took him in her mouth, I paused at the intense sight of the three of us together.

The rightness of the moment must have reached them too, as she reached for my hand and Duane’s, as we all moved together.

***

Long moments later, she was falling asleep between us, a hand on each of us.

“You were right, man,” Duane said quietly. “this is it, for us. And it’s perfect.”I knew no relationship would be perfect. Duane was divorced, though he loved his ex’s new family. Her kids called Duane their uncle. And I loved my nieces and nephews. I wondered if Anisa wanted children. I hoped so.

We would enjoy getting to know her as we dated, but I knew she was ours. And I knew I was in love. That we were in love.