His pointy little eyes darted to one side, then the other. “Discuss…?”

  “Yes, he wants to talk with you in person. He thinks you don’t quite understand the market.”

  “With… me?” He swallowed hard. “Listen. About this… tonight. It was all a misunderstanding. I’ve been stressed, that’s all.”

  “Let’s hope it doesn’t happen again.”

  “No! Absolutely not! My apologies… Uh, I didn’t catch your name.” He stumbled forward, thrusting a sweaty hand at me.

  “Ryan.”

  He recoiled at the sound of my voice, backing towards the stairs. “Ryan. Yes! Good night!”

  He slipped on the wet stairs and scrambled through the rain towards his Audi.

  As soon as I shut the door, Sofia and Caroline rushed into my arms.

  Sofia was crying, wiping away tears as makeup streamed down her cheeks. She looked up at me with complete admiration and surrender.

  “Ryan, is really true? You really got Jim Muller to work with me?”

  “Yes, baby.” I kissed her forehead. “As an equity partner with a twenty percent stake. Is that okay with you?”

  “Okay? Is amazing!” Her eyes teared up, and she fell against my chest, hugging me tightly.

  Caroline came behind me, her hands sliding around my pelvis, her breasts crushing against my back.

  Sofia sniffled, then let out a giggle. “Mr. Benson ran away from you like a little rat.”

  Caroline kissed my back. “Mmm, our man. Fixing things. Protecting us… Fucking us.” Her hand moved lower, groping the stiffening length in my jeans.

  Sofia’s breath hitched as Caroline reached past me to cup her breast. She stuck her chest out, gripping my arms as she looked down Caroline’s caressing fingers.

  “We need to thank Ryan properly, don’t we, Sofia?”

  “Yesss,” Sofia moaned, her nipple hardening beneath the blouse.

  The Latina’s eyes were glazed with desire as she looked up at me. “I want you to fuck me now, papi. And I want Caroline to watch us.”

  I grabbed her ass with both hands, pulling her against me. “Come on, let’s go to your bedroom.”

  Caroline’s hand slipped into Sofia’s, and together they led me up the stairs, hips swaying in the darkness.

  Chapter thirty-four

  The wild smell of rain and night filled Sofia’s bedroom, her gauzy curtains fluttering in front of the open windows.

  We left the hall light on, its yellow column extending across the bedroom floor.

  “This is enough light,” I said.

  “Perfect,” Caroline breathed, moving behind Sofia.

  I watched their silhouettes move together, Caroline’s hands taking Sofia’s hips. Sofia’s head fell back as Caroline worked the buttons of her blouse.

  “Look at how he watches us,” Caroline murmured in Sofia’s ear.

  Sofia’s eyes met mine, dark with need. “I want it too. So much.”

  Caroline slipped the blouse from Sofia’s shoulders, exposing the red lace underneath. Her hands moved to Sofia’s breasts while Sofia touched Caroline’s fingers, their hair mingling—raven black with light brown.

  I crushed my lips against Sofia’s. She went limp, almost swooning as Caroline exposed her breasts, pulling the bra away.

  Sofia shivered as cool night air gusted from the window, heavy with the scent of rain.

  “Shh,” Caroline soothed, touching Sofia’s nipples. “Let Ryan take care of you.”

  I kissed down Sofia’s neck while Caroline stripped her. Soon, Sofia stood almost shy in her panties, but Caroline’s gentle touches and my hungry gaze made her confidence grow.

  Caroline breathed, “Look at you. So beautiful,”

  Sofia fell into my arms as I claimed her mouth, working my belt. Then, taking them each by the back of the neck, I guided their lips together.

  They kissed deeply, their breasts squishing together as I shed my jeans and underwear, my length stiffening.

  “Where do you want her?” Caroline asked, one hand around Sofia’s throat.

  “On the bed.”

  “You heard Ryan, Sofia. On the bed.”

  Sofia panted, moving backwards until her thighs hit the mattress. Caroline’s hand pressed on her shoulder, guiding her down.

  “Look how hard he is for you,” Caroline whispered, kneeling to remove Sofia’s panties.

  Sofia moved back onto the bed, legs falling open, whimpering with need. I dragged my tongue over her pussy, making her squirm as I massaged her g-spot with a finger.

  Caroline’s fingers traced Sofia’s inner thigh as I moved on top of her. Her eyes locked on mine as I pushed inside, making her cry out.

  “Oyyyy!” she clutched Caroline’s hand. “Is so big…”

  “I know, honey, but you can handle it.” She lathered spit on her fingers and rubbed them over Sofia’s hardened nipples and areolas.

  I started moving inside her while Caroline whispered encouragement. “That’s it, sweety. Take it. Take all of him.”

  Sofia’s legs wrapped around me, then opened wider as she surrendered completely. “Si, si, es muy rico!” Her earlier shyness was gone, replaced by raw need. “Yes… Fuck me harder, papi!”

  Caroline watched with a lewd smile, massaging Sofia’s tits.

  “You like watching this?” I asked her.

  “God yes.” She tenderly kissed Sofia’s cheek. “I want to see you come inside her.”

  Sofia’s pussy clenched at Caroline’s words. Her hands clutched at both of us desperately.

  “Look at me,” I commanded. Her big pretty eyes gazed into mine. The trust I saw in them made my heart gallop. She was utterly mine.

  “She’s getting close,” Caroline breathed. “Show us how good he makes you feel.”

  Sofia’s nails raked down my back as her orgasm hit, her body convulsing beneath me.

  “Beautiful,” Caroline murmured, still working her nipples.

  Sofia begged, “Please, papi! I want to feel your cum inside me.”

  Caroline’s hand moved onto my ass as I drove more frantically. “Good boy. Give her what she needs.”

  My world shattered as a huge stream pumped out of my length, spurting deep into Sofia.

  She cried out as she came again.

  Caroline’s hands moved over us soothingly as we collapsed together, spent and gasping.

  Chapter thirty-five

  We lay tangled together, catching our breath. Sofia’s head rested on my chest while Caroline nestled against my other side. I stroked Sofia’s hair, feeling more at peace than I had in years.

  No emails to check. No code to debug. No investors to please.

  Just this moment in this house on the river.

  I had that same feeling I’d had when I first arrived in Riverdale. Like I’d gone through a portal to another reality.

  And I didn’t want to leave.

  “I should get us some water,” Caroline murmured without moving.

  “Stay,” Sofia whispered.

  After a moment, Sofia stirred. “Ryan…”

  “Yes?”

  “Are you really staying in town longer?”

  “I am. I booked another week, but… ”

  Caroline lifted her head, watching my face. “But what?”

  “I’m planning on staying around longer than that. I don’t want to leave for a while. But I guess I’ll need to find my own place eventually.”

  “You can stay with me,” Sofia said. “I will cook for you.”

  Caroline laughed softly. “Or you could just keep staying with me. Maybe not in the spare room though.”

  Sofia propped herself up on one elbow. “What did you think of me when you first saw me?”

  “I thought, ‘Holy shit look at that ass.’”

  Sofia collapsed onto my chest, tittering.

  “And then I thought, another beautiful and interesting woman right next door? How lucky am I?”

  “You know what I thought?” Sofia rested her chin on her palm. “I saw you standing there and I thought, who is this handsome guy with Carolina? She has a new boyfriend!”

  “You did not,” Caroline scoffed.

  “I did! I was really jealous!”

  “Come on! You knew I had a guest coming. I told you that.”

  Sofia rolled her eyes. “Yes, of course. But you guys were obviously flirting. I knew you were gonna get together.”

  Caroline laughed. “So you immediately proceeded to flirt with him.”

  “Just a little. But I thought I shouldn’t do it too much because Carolina got him first.”

  “And then I suggested sharing. We’ve been friends for years, and he clearly had enough energy for both of us.”

  We fell silent for a moment. Caroline rested her head on my shoulder. “But… If you do stay together like this, it’s not exactly conventional.”

  “Does that bother you?”

  “No, but the whole town will know. The rumors are already spreading. We’d have to deal with some scandal. Are you guys ready for that?”

  I shrugged. “No big deal for me. But I’m not even from here, so I guess it’s different.”

  “I don’t care about it,” Sofia said. “Is nobody else’s business.”

  “What about your boys?” Caroline asked.

  “Maybe when they visit for Christmas, they will see.”

  “See what?” I teased.

  She kissed my chest. “That their mama is happy. That she has people who take care of her.”

  “And I’ve got two hot mommies to take care of me,” I said, hugging them closer.

  Caroline’s eyes sparkled. “You really have a thing for older women, don’t you?”

  “Yeah, about that…” My cheeks warmed. “You know my dating app? It was actually for matching younger guys and mature women.”

  Caroline grinned at Sofia. “I don’t think anybody’s surprised.” She patted my cheek. “So, you always fantasized about hot cougars and milfs?”

  “Not exactly. It started purely as market research.”

  Sofia made a ‘serious’ face. “Of course. Just market research.”

  “I always liked older women, I just didn’t realize how much until I made the app. I never acted on it until now.”

  Caroline’s hand wandered lower, taking hold of me. My cock started stiffening again in her warm grip.

  Sofia’s hand moved over my stomach. “Again? Already?”

  “He’s young. Lots of stamina. Isn’t that right, baby?”

  I pulled them both closer, their soft curves pressing against me as we lost ourselves in each other again.

  “I feel like a king.”

  “You are the king of this block,” Caroline said.

  I grinned as their hands caressed me. “That’s all I really want.”

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  Contents

  1. Chapter 1

  2. Chapter 2

  3. Chapter 3

  4. Chapter 4

  5. Chapter 5

  6. Chapter 6

  7. Chapter 7

  8. Chapter 8

  9. Chapter 9

  10. Chapter 10

  11. Chapter 11

  12. Chapter 12

  13. Chapter 13

  14. Chapter 14

  15. Chapter 15

  16. Chapter 16

  17. Chapter 17

  18. Chapter 18

  19. Chapter 19

  20. Chapter 20

  21. Chapter 21

  22. Chapter 22

  23. Chapter 23

  24. Chapter 24

  25. Chapter 25

  26. Chapter 26

  27. Chapter 27

  28. Chapter 28

  29. Chapter 29

  30. Chapter 30

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  Chapter one

  “That looks good—just a little deeper, Caroline.”

  My voice carried across Mountain Fitness as Caroline and Sofia both sank into their squats.

  “Keep your chest up and your core tight.” I walked over to Caroline and placed my hand on the small of her back. “Okay, stop right there. That’s perfect.”

  Her yoga pants almost became transparent as they stretched across her butt. I didn’t even look. There was no need. I admired it up close every day in the privacy of her house.

  “Alright, now drive back up through your heels.”

  “What about me? I need help too.” Sofia was standing at the other squat rack, pouting. She wore a sports bra that matched Caroline’s, and running shorts that displayed her thick thighs.

  Her squat form was already good. We both knew she didn’t need my help.

  I smirked. “Alright, let’s see you.”

  I moved behind her, adjusting her stance with my hands on her hips. In the mirror, her lips quivered with a satisfied smile.

  Other gym-goers were trying to look busy with their workouts, but I could feel eyes on us.

  It was the first time we’d appeared together so publicly, all three of us.

  It had been more than a week since our first swim together at the dock, but that was somewhat private, even if her nosey neighbors had gawked at us.

  This was different. We were in the gym during the busiest time of the day, making no attempt to hide the intimacy between us.

  There was no doubt the gossip had been spreading: New guy in town, practically a kid, some kind of tech entrepreneur. Shacking up with two of the town’s most attractive women—and the age difference! They could be his moms!

  We were providing even more material for the rumor mill, but I didn’t care. It seemed inevitable, since we weren’t planning on hiding our relationship.

  “That was perfect, babe.” I gave Sofia’s hip an approving squeeze.

  Caroline came beside me, getting into my space. “I’m finished my squats. What’s next?”

  “Butt lifts. Put away your weights first, though.” I pointed at the squat rack.

  “Oh yeah! I forgot.”

  She spun on her heel towards the squat rack, whipping her hair and grinning at me over her shoulder. I slapped her on the butt, and she sashayed towards the rack.

  A guy doing bicep curls was watching in the mirror, his form getting sloppy. His girlfriend shot him an irritated look.

  We didn’t normally all go to the gym together, but a special event was happening this evening.

  Kate was holding an ‘open house’ to explain her alternative ideas to the council’s massive development plans for the town.

  People who never set foot in the gym were already starting to stream in, looking for the open house. Some of them stood around in confusion, not knowing where to go.

  Kate would be giving her presentation upstairs where workout classes were usually held, but the teenage staff behind the front desk weren’t taking care of them.

  They were sharing reels on their phones behind the desk, oblivious.

  Kate’s going to be pissed off when she gets here, I thought, leading Caroline and Sofia to the mats.

  A couple of white-haired ladies watched us, whispering.

  Caroline waved at them. “Hi, Mrs. Donovan.”

  “Hello Caroline,” Mrs. Donovan replied, giving me a disapproving look.

  “My high school teacher,” Caroline whispered, taking my arm. “She’s sweet. Just concerned about me, that’s all.”

  I instructed the girls to lie on their backs on the mats. “I want your knees bent, feet planted.”

  They obeyed, lying side-by-side as I remained standing to supervise their form.

  “Lift,” I instructed. They thrust their hips upwards in unison, both frowning in concentration.

  “Good. Squeeze those glutes.”

  At that moment, a gasp came from the front desk.

  Turning, I saw that Kate had appeared in the entrance.

  She stood there in running shorts and a tank top, her impressive chest straining against the material as she surveyed the gym like a strict school mistress returning to a disorderly classroom.

  Her icy gaze swept over me, but she probably couldn’t see Caroline and Sofia from her vantage point.

  The staff panicked. A girl scrambled to look busy at the computer while two young guys stared at their feet, red-faced.

  Kate looked at them. Even just standing there, she radiated authority. Shoulders back, head high, legs planted firmly.

  “Front and center,” I heard her say.

  They scrambled from behind the counter, lining up like chastened students. I watched with morbid fascination.

  Kate moved in front of them like a drill sergeant. I noticed she’d gotten a haircut—the top left longer, flowing forward over her forehead, with the sides shaved into an undercut.

  This pixie-punk look amplified her edgy military vibe even more. She tossed her head, sweeping the bangs from her eyes, and glared at the staff.

  Even though she wasn’t particularly tall, she somehow seemed to tower over them.

  I caught some of her words—“Look at me when I’m speaking to you.”

  One of the young men raised his eyes, his face reddening as he met her gaze.