The Luckiest Girl In The World

This was probably one of those do-or-die moments; Dante could laugh this off and go back to being the guy sleeping with Kathy's boyfriend, or he could push this and maybe wind up somewhere he didn't want to go.

Of course he put his hand on Kathy's hip and pushed up her skirt. Only one direction to go in. "I'll help."

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Well, Anders wasn't about to be left behind. He undid the zipper on Kathy's skirt and pulled the cloth away, nuzzling toward her neck as he did.

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Kathy wasn't sure whose hand found it first. With no underwear in the way, her skin was already extra-sensitive, goosebumping at the first bit of attention from wandering hands. "Umm, surprise?" she said, voice as weak as her knees felt.

Boyfriend's mouth at her throat. Friend's hand on her hip. How was she supposed to keep her composure exactly?

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Dante laughed softly, pressing up against her so she bumped into Anders. "How about we get you out of this everything before the pizza's done?"

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"Naked Kathy," Anders laughed. "Might make getting the pizza out a little tricky, but that's part of the fun."

His hands smoothed over her flanks, and he made a surprised noise when he felt something hard low on her ass. "Guess I found the secret."

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"I might make one of you get it out," Kathy said, then shivered as she felt Anders' hand on her ass. "The pizza."

Important to clarify. At least that she also meant the pizza.

"Is that really how you want me?" she asked Dante, her voice challenging but her eyes unsure. "Naked?"

You ready for this?

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Dante shrugged one shoulder casually, his hand sliding up her leg. "Yeah," he said.

Just going where the feeling took him.

Like kissing her right now, not nearly as chaste as before.

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A frisson moved up Anders' spine as he watched them kiss, and he leaned in to claim Dante's mouth for his own when he was done. His fingers stroked down Kathy's rear, teasing a bit as he tried to suss out what her surprise was.

Going with his instincts seemed to be the only thing he could do.

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Kathy fell into Dante's kiss hard enough that she lost some of her nervousness. The problem with planning this out in advance? Kathy'd had two days to think (and overthink) this whole evening and how much was riding on it and how easily she could screw it all up and that had given her a serious case of nerves.

And a tendency to go overboard, like with dinner. And certain accouterments.

But now that Dante was kissing her and shutting down the voices in her head, she was able to relax. To let the nerves dissolve away in a tide of rising desire. Even when he left her mouth and Anders claimed it, she was still sandwiched between them, only a shirt in the way, getting to see the lazy way their mouths moved and the familiarity of their kiss.

God, they looked good together. Not just sexy. Good.

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Dante sighed into the kiss, his hand tugging the tie out of Anders' hair as the other one remained on Kathy's hip.

He bit gently at Anders' bottom lip, giving himself a moment to get lost in a slow, deliberate kiss before coming up for air.

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Nice. Anders found himself giving Dante a dazed smile when they broke apart, and raised his eyebrows in a way that meant thank you.

He wasn't sure what to do about the decoration Kathy was wearing, or how to remove it without hurting her, so he left it where it was for the moment and slid his exploratory hand under her shirt to cup a breast.

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Kathy just hummed in contentedness and leaned back against him, her head resting on his shoulder. "Pretty," she informed them both. "If that's how tonight goes, that's cool."

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Dante laughed softly. He dropped a kiss on Kathy's shoulder. "I thought tonight was gonna involve you getting naked," he said, fingers hooking in her waistband, tugging down the skirt.

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"She could be naked while she watches us kiss," Anders suggested, reaching behind Kathy to unfasten her bra. "I wouldn't mind that much at all, though I thought she was supposed to join in."

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"I figured there weren't any 'supposed to' tonight," she said as her clothes fell off of her one by one. "Whatever happens, happens. Maybe you just want me naked and trembling with need all night as I watch you." Which--hot. Not as hot as joining in, but still really hot. "Or maybe you want me naked and straddling and offering kisses tonight." She turned to claim Anders' mouth for a kiss of her own. "Whatever. I'm easy."

Much easier to say all of this now than it had been to convince herself of it earlier.

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Dante's mouth curved, his eyes darting briefly to the two of them, kissing. He didn't linger - not because he had any trouble with it, but because now Kathy's shirt had gone, and there was a nipple poking out wild and free.

He figured he'd dispel the last hints of uncertainty in Kathy's voice by putting his mouth on that nipple, his hand sliding down her leg.

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Anders whimpered in sudden need, breath hot against Kathy's mouth. He enjoyed the feel of her bare skin against his shirt almost as much as he enjoyed watching Dante suck on that nipple. He rested his free hand high on Kathy's thigh, brushing Dante's fingertips as he did.

"I want it all," he mumbled. "Greedy, but I do."

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Kathy cried out, back arching, thrusting her chest at Dante in a wordless request for more. Her legs relaxed too, widening unconsciously to accommodate their exploring hands.

"Can't fault anyone for being greedy," she said, panting, one hand sliding behind her to press against the front of Anders' pants, the other reaching forward to prick at Dante's neck with her nails. Not too sharp, not yet. More like a tease, with a promise of more later.

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Dante muffled a chuckle against her breast, letting the ghost of his teeth skim against her sensitive skin.

He pressed a biting kiss against her breast a moment later, half an inch below the nipple. The pale skin was still pretty as hell, his hand creeping further up, up, until he was sliding his fingers up against her nub.

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Anders let out an approving sigh at the progress of Dante's fingers, then withdrew his own hands to quickly shuck his shirt and tease Dante's up to reveal his lean abdomen. The two of them both seemed to be wearing far too many clothes compared to Kathy's glorious skin.

The kisses and caresses they were trading had the feel of a glorious dream; he wasn't entirely convinced that he wouldn't wake up.

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Kathy had been damp, but hardly wet when Dante's fingers started circling her clit; too long being nervous and uncertain had delayed her reactions a bit. However, that changed quickly enough, his fingers quickly getting soaked and slippery as he played. With a choked sigh, Kathy's nails sank in a little deeper, drawing thin red circles around the back of his neck as she mimicked his movements.

Anders' pants proved to be a bit of a hassle to unfasten one-handed, but she was nothing if not dedicated to getting him just as naked as she was--just with a lot of fondling on the way. "You're so fucking gorgeous," she said, encompassing the both of them.

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Dante looked up, catching Kathy's eye, an impish, intense look on his face.

He stripped off his shirt quickly now that Anders had pulled his attention to it. It landed on the floor.

So did Dante's knees.

He never did like to make a point subtly.

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Oh my.

Anders moved around Kathy to get out of Dante's way, body pressed against hers the whole time, nibbling at her neck. If that ended with him being able to rub his newly freed erection against the mounds of her ass ... he wasn't exactly the soul of subtety, either.

Besides,it gave him the best vantage point to watch Dante.

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Who the fuck needed subtlety?

Kathy's hand slid from Dante's neck to his hair, getting a firm grip on the longer strip in the middle and reached for one of Anders' to thread her fingers through his and bring them up to her breasts. She was muttering absolutely filthy things, though only in muffled snatches when she could make her ability to form words and her ability to catch her breath match up.

Right. Dante may not talk much, but he aboslutely knew how to use his mouth when the situation warranted.

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