Chapter 524

Becks felt a little kiss on the side of her chest, Tasha’s lips warm against her skin. Was it intentional, or something done in her sleep?

She’d let her hand travel a little as they ‘slept’ in the dark, though she wasn’t sure if the blonde was asleep or not. Becks’ was familiar with Sabrina’s sleep patterns now, how her breathing changed and such. The fact that she knew that Sabrina was asleep was a bit of a weird realisation at first - she’d fucked and slept with another woman so much that she had that inherent knowledge. She could have said the same thing for Gemma or John, too.

Tasha was a different matter.

The blonde snuggled up next to her, her perfect bare breasts wedged against Becks’ side in a soft squish, was new. They’d met before, at the party, but within the last week they’d fucked twice, and were falling asleep in the same bed twice. Sure, the first time had two extra bodies involved (and important ones), but before that summer Becks’ wouldn’t have ever thought she’d get so comfortable so quickly sharing a bed in both senses with a woman she barely knew.

Threesomes were supposed to be a rare gift for a boyfriend who had earned them. That’s how she’d always thought of them.

Now she regularly participated in foursomes. And even a fivesome.

And she wanted more.

Not more people. Five had definitely been enough to max out her ability to keep track of what was going on. She could only imagine how John had felt. No, she wanted more of the not-relationship she was in.

She’d admitted it to John the night before, that glorious night one-on-one with him that Gemma and Sabrina had gifted her.

John was a gentleman. Sure, he wasn’t her usual type, but that was probably a good thing. Her usual type generally turned out to be bad news for one reason or another, because her pussy liked bad boys. John was definitely not that ... except that he was fucking two (no, even more) other women like a player. Somehow sweet, occasionally awkward, John had turned himself into a bad boy pornstar without the drawbacks.

Becks’ didn’t intend to let this thing die on the vine at the end of summer. She didn’t intend to go back to how things had been. John had set a new standard in her dating life - for how a man treated a woman, the ambition he should show, and how sex should be. In the unlikely chance that she found another guy like him, Becks would be hard-pressed to not be vigilant for a mask slipping. With John, she knew there wasn’t a mask at all.

She would go visit him and Sabrina. Not just for sex, but just to be around them. She felt like she was a planet in orbit around the sun of their relationship, tied to them by gravity. The sex was fucking amazing, but just hanging out with them, feeling the warmth of being their friend...

So then, the question was, what about this Tasha thing?

John had confirmed it, though she hadn’t necessarily needed it. Gemma and Sabrina wanted her to date the blonde.

She’d started testing the waters. Over dinner, at the mall. Sabrina had turned things sexual, and that had helped a little, but the more important stuff wasn’t the sex - they’d fucked already and knew they were going to fuck again. The important stuff was personality, and if they could even be friends without Sabrina or Gemma or John.