Chapter 270

After kissing Becca a little bit more, along with some light groping as I held her ass and she ground her hips just a little to push her bikini-covered pussy against my cock, we swam back out into the water. Part of me wanted to spend the entire afternoon out on the water, but my talk with Zenya and then with Becca had my mind going and I knew that time was short. No matter how much I wanted to use it just being with everyone and enjoying the location we were in, there was too much important shit going on.

And the first thing I had to do was check in with my fiancee.

It took little more than her eyes meeting mine and Cassidy knew I wanted to talk, and we both made our way to the boats. I stopped to kiss Cattie quickly while still in the water. “I need to check in with Cassidy,” I whispered. “And I want to talk with you too. Can you come to the room in maybe half an hour?”

“OK,” she nodded, her black hair slicked back to her head as she smiled and leaned in to peck my lips again. “You don’t need more than that?”

“If we do, then you should be part of the conversation too,” I said. “You’re my girlfriend, after all.”

At the title she smiled broadly and nodded. “OK, Boyfriend,” she said.

Cassidy was already drying herself off with a towel when I reached the boat and she took her time drying me off from the waist down, giggling as I batted her fingers away from my cock. I wrung out my swimsuit and didn’t bother putting it on, carrying it with me instead since we were steps away from the room.

I followed Cassidy’s cute ass and bare back down the tight corridor and into our room, and as soon as we were inside I slid the door shut and picked her up from behind, rushing to the bed and falling onto it with her as she whooped and laughed in my arms. It didn’t take long for us to be snuggled up under the covers, laying on our sides facing each other with our noses almost touching.

“Hi,” she said, smiling a little nervously.

“Hi,” I said, stroking her arm.

We both sighed at the same time, which led to us both chuckling a little.

“I love you,” I told her.

“I love you too, Tiger,” she whispered, looking at me with big eyes.

“How are you feeling?” I asked.

“What do you mean?” she replied, frowning a little.

“Cassidy,” I said, levelling out my voice as I looked into her eyes. “Love of my life. My fiancee. There has been a lot going on. Cattie and I being the biggest thing. I need to know how you’re feeling.”

“I told you I approved,” she said. “And I-”

“Baby,” I interrupted her, a little more quietly this time. “Please. Radical honesty.”

She paused and closed her mouth, swallowing her spit and taking a breath. “I’m happy. For you, and for her. But I’m also sad-happy that this whole thing is working like I hoped it was. I’m ... Like, if I was a dog, I was chasing the car and now I’ve caught it and I’m hanging on to the bumper and it’s not made of meat and I’m not sure what to do with it, but I still caught the fucking thing and I’d do it again. I’m not jealous, or envious, or whatever. I’m just ... maybe I still feel guilty that I did this to us instead of us getting here in a happier way. And there’s a little part of me that’s sad that you’re not just mine anymore. A really tiny, little, miniscule part.”