The morning sunlight filtered softly through the tall windows of the spacious master bedroom, casting warm patterns across the luxurious sheets. Ryan lay stretched out between the two women, all three of them still naked from the night before, their bodies tangled in the easy intimacy of dawn.

He woke slowly to the quiet sound of feet moving, Bella sliding out of bed with the grace of someone perfectly at ease in her own skin. His eyes followed her flawless, fit body as she slipped down the hallway, bare and radiant. From the kitchen came the familiar grinding of coffee beans and the steady flow of water, soon replaced by the rich aroma of brewing coffee that drifted through the air.

Anna was still asleep beside him, one leg draped lazily over his, her arm resting lightly across his chest. Her breasts pressed softly to his side, her skin cool against the softly air-conditioned room. She stirred, eyelashes fluttering open, before she leaned up with a sleepy smile and a quiet giggle.

“Last night was… definitely a lot of fun,” she murmured, her pink-manicured nails tracing idle lines across his chest.

Ryan chuckled, still caught between disbelief and amusement. “Not exactly what I expected coming out here. I thought I’d be spending the weekend by myself, maybe catch up on some reading… or just drink Claudia’s nice wine.”

Anna tilted her head, her blue eyes sparkling. “Bella loves this house. She drags me out here whenever she can. It’s like her sanctuary. When Claudia said you’d be here, she told us to come keep you company.”

Ryan smirked. “Told you to be good hosts?”

Anna’s lips curled into a sly smile, her nails drifting lower toward his stomach. “She might’ve mentioned it. But honestly, we didn’t need much convincing.”

Ryan studied her for a beat, his expression curious. “I’ve been wondering… about you two. You’re young, gorgeous, confident. I mean, I’m glad, but why me? Why last night?”

Anna’s nails slowed on Ryan’s skin, her voice softening, almost reflective. “Bella and I go way back. We met freshman year, both at the same university. I was… different then. Quiet. A total art nerd, always in the library, and, well… still a virgin at eighteen.”

Ryan tilted his head, surprised. “Really?”

Anna gave a self-deprecating little laugh. “Oh, yeah. I was the girl who’d rather write a twenty-page paper on Caravaggio than go to a frat party. I didn’t know how to talk to guys—or anyone, really. Then I met Bella.”

Her lips curved at the memory, her blue eyes flicking up to Ryan’s. “She was already magnetic. Confident, gorgeous, knew exactly who she was. And she… noticed me. Took me under her wing, like some personal project. I didn’t even know how much I needed that until it happened.”

Ryan smirked. “And that changed you?”

Anna’s nails dragged a teasing line down his stomach, her voice dipping low. “Completely. Bella taught me how to stop hiding. How to enjoy life, people… sex. She shared everything with me—her favorite books, music, the way she charmed every room she walked into. And eventually…” She let out a playful breath, her eyes glinting, “…we started sharing more than that. Men, sometimes women, and yes, each other. I learned confidence by doing. By letting myself want things and take them.”

Ryan exhaled slowly, the image of these two beautiful women—best friends, lovers, co-conspirators—clicking into place. “So, you two have… history.”

Anna laughed softly, her fingers now just above his pelvis. “History and then some. By junior year, Claudia—Bella’s mom—had basically adopted me. She saw how close we were, how hard I worked. When it came time for grad school, she offered to pay for both of us to study abroad in Italy. Bella followed in Claudia’s footsteps—architecture. I dove into art history, my obsession. And Milan… Milan changed everything for us. The culture, the freedom. The men.”

Ryan raised a brow, grinning.

Anna’s lips curled into a mischievous smile. “Bella has this sixth sense for reading people. She spotted our Renaissance art lecturer, 40 something, cute. One bottle of Chianti, and suddenly he was inviting us to his flat for ‘private tutorials.’ By the end of the semester, he was begging for our attention. I went from nervous virgin to… well, the woman you met last night.”

She leaned closer, her lips grazing Ryan’s ear as her fingers traced his hipbone. “We’re smart, Ryan. Sophisticated. And yes—maybe a little slutty when we find someone worth our time.”

Her blue eyes met his, sparkling now with heat. “So when Claudia told us you’d be here, Bella and I did our homework. You’re not just Claudia’s top attorney—the guy keeping her billion-dollar empire airtight. You’re thirty-five, fit, successful… and let’s be honest, ridiculously attractive. Bella said, ‘We have to meet him.’ And we agreed—a little seduction game was in order.”

Ryan let out a low laugh, shaking his head. “And I played right into it.”

Anna grinned, her nails now brushing dangerously low, her touch light as silk. “You didn’t just play, Ryan. You kept up. And we’re not exactly easy to keep up with.”

She paused, her gaze lingering on his, a playful promise in her tone. “No regrets, right?”

Her sparkling blue eyes held his, the corner of her mouth curving as her nails traced lower still, brushing lightly across the base of his stomach.

Anna’s fingers continued their slow, teasing journey over Ryan’s chest, her touch both gentle and electrifying. Her blue eyes caught the morning light, sparkling with a soft yet vibrant energy. Her wavy blonde hair was tousled from sleep, framing her face in a way that made her look utterly beautiful—real and unguarded.

Suddenly, she was up and moving, full of energy. “Let’s go get some coffee. I'm sure we have a fun day planned!”

With a cheeky grin, she ran out of the room and down the hallway, leaving Ryan breathless and grinning in her wake as he watched her ass bounce away.

Ryan followed Anna down the hall, his steps slow and deliberate.

He entered the kitchen and spotted two cups resting on the counter beside the steaming pot of coffee. Through the open doors, he saw Bella and Anna outside, settled comfortably in pool chairs. Bella lounged naked, soaking in the morning sun with a serene smile, a cup of coffee cradled in her hands. Anna sat beside her, animatedly waving her hands as she told a story, her bright laughter ringing out in the fresh air.

Ryan filled both cups, the rich aroma of coffee filling the kitchen. Carrying them outside, he stepped onto the sunlit patio, the warmth already soaking into his bare skin.

He spotted them on the poolside lounge chairs. Bella reclining, entirely nude, her dark Italian curves glowing in the morning light as she sipped her coffee. Anna sat cross-legged beside her, gesturing animatedly mid-story.

Bella’s rich laugh carried across the patio. She raised an eyebrow as Ryan stepped outside, her gaze raking down his body, slow and deliberate, before meeting his eyes with a playful smirk.

“Well, well. Speaking of,” she purred. “I get up early to meditate by the pool, and I miss our history lesson? Anna told you our story, huh?"

Ryan smirked, handing them their coffee. “Guess you’ll just have to stay in bed next time.”

Bella laughed, shaking her head as her dark eyes flicked over Ryan again. “I'm loving this vibe. Hard to focus on anything when he’s walking around naked, bringing us coffee like some Greek god.”

Ryan chuckled, settling into a chair across from them. The morning breeze skimmed over his bare skin, and he found himself stealing glances—Bella stretched out confidently in the sun, Anna sitting nude and relaxed beside her, both of them so at ease in their own bodies. Neither woman seemed remotely shy, and their eyes wandered over him just as openly as his did over them.

“This is… surreal,” he admitted with a grin, sipping his coffee. “Two gorgeous women, not a stitch of clothing, and somehow I’m the one feeling overdressed—even like this.”

Anna laughed softly. “Get used to it. We like our mornings free.”

The three of them drifted toward the small gazebo overlooking the water, their cups in hand. The soft waves glittered under the morning sun, a lazy breeze carrying the scent of salt and pine. They leaned casually on the railing, sipping their coffee, letting the quiet fill the space between their playful glances.

Bella brushed a strand of black hair back over her shoulder. “I’m thinking of making a big breakfast,” she said casually, her dark eyes sparkling. “You’ll both need your energy for later.”

Ryan tilted his head, smirking. “For later?”

Bella’s smile turned teasing, her gaze sliding deliberately over him. “Oh, trust me—you’ll find out.”

Ryan shook his head, grinning at them both. “Guess I better eat a double portion, then.”

Eventually, Anna stretched and hopped up, brushing her blonde hair back over her shoulders.

“I need a shower,” she said with a lazy smile, glancing between them. “Try not to have too much fun without me.”

Ryan watched her walk back toward the house, her hips swaying effortlessly. When the door closed behind her, he turned back to find Bella still lounging, her dark eyes already on him. She tipped her empty cup toward him.

“Come on,” she said smoothly. “Help me make breakfast. You’ll need it.”

Inside, the kitchen was bright and open, morning light spilling through the big windows. Bella moved easily through the space, pulling out bowls, fruit, granola, and honey. Ryan leaned on the counter, watching her with quiet amusement as she assembled everything for what looked like a spread fit for a boutique café.

She reached for the top shelf, standing on her toes, and Ryan’s eyes instinctively followed the sway of her body, the subtle bounce of her breasts as she worked. Bella caught the look and smirked over her shoulder.

“Like what you see?” she teased, slicing a banana with casual precision. “Don’t worry. I don’t mind being stared at. Anna and I have always been… comfortable in our own skin.”

Ryan chuckled, shaking his head. “Yeah, I’m starting to notice that.”

Bella sprinkled coconut flakes into a bowl, glancing up at him. “Anna told you some of our history this morning?”

“She did,” Ryan said, stepping closer. “College in the States. Studying in Milan. How you pulled her out of her shell. How you two… share things.”

Bella’s lips curved into a knowing smile. “Share things. I suppose that’s one way to put it. Anna was shy when I met her, but I knew she had a wilder side just waiting for someone to unlock it. I liked being that person.”

She looked Ryan directly in the eyes now, her tone dropping into something smoother, more deliberate. “And I know what you’re probably thinking. Claudia’s my mom. You’re her lawyer. And now you’re in bed with her daughter. You wondering if this is a problem?”

Ryan hesitated for a half second, then gave a small shrug. “Crossed my mind.”

Bella’s smirk deepened. She leaned across the counter, her dark hair falling over one shoulder. “It’s not. My mother trusts you. So do I. And I’m not exactly the type to let rules or titles stop me from going after what I want.”

Her gaze lingered on him, dark and confident. “And right now, Ryan, I want you. Anna wants you. That’s all that matters.”

She slid the finished bowls across the counter, her fingers grazing his as she did. “Now, eat. You’re going to need your strength before the day’s over.”

Anna emerged from the hallway, her wavy blonde hair damp and glistening from her shower, skin glowing against the loose sunlight filtering through the kitchen windows. She was wrapped in nothing but a towel, though she didn’t bother pulling it tight as she padded barefoot toward them.

“Smells amazing,” she said, eyeing the bowls Bella had lined up on the counter. “And here I thought you two might have started round two without me.”

Bella smirked. “Not yet. We were just talking. Ryan was about to tell me something interesting, weren’t you?”

Ryan chuckled, lifting his coffee cup. “Oh, you mean about Sadie?”

Anna perked up, her brows arching. “Sadie? Who’s Sadie?”

“My yoga instructor,” Ryan said, settling casually against the counter. “This was a few weeks ago. After a class, everyone else cleared out, and… let’s just say things got intense. She came onto me right there on the mat. It was raw, sweaty… not exactly your typical savasana.”

Anna’s blue eyes widened slightly, her lips curving into a grin. “Wait, you fucked your yoga teacher? Right there? No music, no candles, just… mats and sweat?”

Ryan nodded, grinning at their reactions. “Exactly that. It was… unexpected. But it didn’t end there. She invited me to a friend’s private retreat out in the mountains a few days later. Big riverside estate. Group of people—successful, gorgeous, confident. The kind of group where… let’s just say clothes weren’t exactly mandatory.”

Bella leaned a hip against the counter, her dark eyes narrowing with intrigue. “Sounds… interesting. What kind of retreat was this?”

“Yoga, technically,” Ryan said with a wry smile. “But… more. Way more. Everyone was vetted, everyone clean, everyone there to… connect, in every way you can imagine. I’d tell you more, but…” He lifted a finger, smirking. “NDA. I can’t give you details.”

Anna laughed, sliding up onto the counter next to him, towel falling just enough to expose the side of her breast. “An NDA? For yoga and sex? That must’ve been some retreat.”

Ryan shrugged, taking a spoonful of his bowl. “Let’s just say… people there aren’t afraid to let go. And no one wants a headline later, so they keep it controlled. Confidential.”

Bella tilted her head, her lips curving. “And you… just happened to fit right in with all these beautiful, uninhibited people?”

Ryan grinned, meeting her gaze. “Apparently. I didn’t exactly resist the invitation.”

Anna’s blue eyes sparkled as she leaned closer, brushing her damp hair back. “Now I’m dying to know more. How many people? Any other wild yoga mat sessions? Did you… participate in everything?”

Ryan smirked, deliberately vague. “Let’s just say… it made last night look like a warm-up.”

Bella and Anna exchanged a look, both of them smiling like cats who’d found a new game to play.

Bella lifted her spoon, her voice smooth. “Well, if you ever get invited back, tell Sadie you know two women who’d make excellent guests.”

Anna laughed softly, resting her hand on Ryan’s thigh. “Until then… we’ll just have to make our own retreat right here.”

After breakfast, the sun had climbed higher, casting a golden sheen across the water. Anna stood, still wrapped loosely in her towel, her skin dewy and glowing from her shower. With a grin, she tossed the towel aside, her smooth, toned body catching the sunlight.

“Let’s relax by the pool,” she said, stretching languidly, her wavy blonde hair spilling over her shoulders. “Ryan, you need to help us.”

Her giggle was soft and teasing as she snagged a bottle of lotion from the counter, shaking it in her hand. She grabbed Bella’s hand, pulling her toward the patio doors, her hips swaying with a deliberate rhythm. Ryan followed behind, the view alone making his pulse quicken.

Outside, the sun was warm and bright, a soft breeze carrying the scent of salt and sun-warmed wood. Bella settled onto a lounge chair, lying flat on her back, her dark hair fanned out like a halo. Anna gave the bottle a firm squeeze, a spray of lotion landing across Bella’s flat stomach and perky breasts, glistening in the light.

The air was rich with coconut and something tropical as Anna’s fingers spread the lotion across Bella’s chest, brushing lightly over her breasts and deliberately circling her nipples. Bella exhaled, her body relaxing into the chair, while Anna shot Ryan a quick, playful glance—her blue eyes glinting as if to say, Your turn.

She stood, handing Ryan the bottle as she stretched out on the chair next to Bella, rolling onto her back. “Now you do me,” she said, her voice light but expectant.

Ryan crouched beside her, his hands cool as he spread the lotion over her smooth stomach first, firm and deliberate, rubbing it in with long, slow motions. His fingers traced the curve of her waist, up her ribs, brushing lightly over the soft swell of her breasts. Anna let out a soft hum, arching slightly into his touch, her eyes closed as she soaked in the attention.

He moved lower, gliding over her hips, thighs, and calves, his touch firm enough to massage but lingering just enough to make her breath hitch. When he finished, Bella’s voice floated over, smooth and amused.

“That looks nice,” she said with a sly smile. “Do me next.”

Bella rolled onto her stomach, her long dark hair spilling to one side as she rested her cheek on her folded arms. Ryan straddled her legs, his thighs bracketing hers as he drizzled more lotion onto her back. As he worked it in, his hands moved slowly and deliberately, kneading along her shoulders and down her spine, coaxing each muscle to release.

His cock rested just below the swell of her ass, brushing lightly with every movement. Bella let out a low laugh. “You’re good at this,” she murmured, her voice muffled against her arm.

Ryan’s hands worked lower, gliding across her hips to her firm, round ass. He spread her cheeks just enough to smooth the lotion across every curve, his fingers skimming the sensitive, hairless skin between as Bella let out a faint, pleased hum. He moved down the backs of her legs, his palms firm and warm, before finishing with a slow, deliberate massage of her feet, pressing into the arches until Bella exhaled in contentment.

As Ryan finished rubbing the lotion into Bella’s calves, Anna rolled onto her side, her blue eyes glittering in the sunlight. She reached for the bottle, her lips curving into a mischievous smile.

“Your turn,” she said softly, tilting her head toward him.

Before he could react, Bella snatched the bottle too, giving Ryan a slow once-over. “Yeah, no way we’re letting our lawyer burn. Claudia would kill us if we sent you back roasted,” she teased, her voice low and playful.

They motioned for him to stretch out on the lounge chair, and he complied, leaning back as the two women knelt on either side of him. The first touch of lotion was cool on his chest, spread by four expert hands moving in deliberate, languid strokes.

Anna’s palms slid along his shoulders and collarbones while Bella’s nails traced down his ribs, a teasing scrape that made him draw in a sharp breath. They worked lower, smoothing the slick lotion over his abs, thighs, and calves, their motions slow and synchronized.

Then, without warning, Bella’s hand slid lower, slick fingers wrapping around the base of his cock. She smirked up at him, her dark eyes glinting.

“Can’t let the good stuff burn,” she teased, her hand gliding up his shaft in one slow stroke before pulling away.

The sudden touch sent a sharp jolt of heat through Ryan, his cock twitching to life, swelling halfway hard before he even realized it. The women caught the reaction instantly, exchanging soft, knowing laughs.

Anna leaned in close, brushing her lips against his jaw in a teasing kiss. “Relax,” she whispered. “We’ll take care of that later. Right now… it’s sun time.”

Each of them took one of his hands, their fingers lacing with his as they guided him off the chair and toward the cabana—a wide, low outdoor bed draped with flowing white fabric, perfectly positioned to take in the pool, the rustling trees, and the glimmering ocean beyond.

They settled onto it, Ryan stretched out in the center. Anna reclined on her back to his left, her blonde hair spread across the cushions, while Bella lay face down to his right, propped on her elbows as the sun traced the elegant curve of her spine.

The scent of coconut and saltwater hung in the breeze as they let the warmth soak in, silent for the moment, but with that playful, teasing energy still lingering—like the morning had only just begun to unfold.

The warm sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains of the cabana, casting a golden glow over the three of them sprawled across the large white outdoor bed.

Bella, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders, grinned mischievously and leaned over to Ryan. “Hey, could you grab that basket under the bench for me?” she asked, nodding toward a woven container tucked just out of immediate reach.

Curious, Ryan reached beneath the cabana bench and pulled out the basket. Opening it, he found an assortment of sleek, luxurious vibrators and a small bottle of clear, silky coconut-scented lube—the perfect match to the tanning lotion they’d been using.

Anna’s eyes sparkled with delight as she sat up, brushing a stray lock of blonde hair from her face. “Bella was nice enough to prepare this while you and I had our little morning ritual,” she teased, her voice sultry. “We practice a lot on each other... we’re pretty skilled at bringing ourselves to multiple, mind-blowing orgasms.”

Bella’s fingers traced along Ryan’s chest, her voice low and inviting. “We like to keep things interesting—and we thought maybe you’d like to watch... and help.”

Ryan’s gaze flickered between the two women, their confidence and sensuality making his pulse quicken. Anna leaned closer, her warm breath ghosting over his ear. “You’re going to love what we have planned.”

Bella took the bottle of lube, twisting off the cap and pouring a small amount onto her palm. She then rubbed it over her fingers, spreading the silky slickness between them. Her dark eyes locked with Ryan’s as she traced slow circles over Anna’s thigh, the skin already glistening from the lotion.

Anna’s breath caught as Bella’s touch drifted higher, fingers skating up her inner thigh, then grazing just shy of her slick heat. She arched her back slightly, her breasts rising as she exhaled a soft, teasing moan.

Ryan’s eyes roamed over both of them, taking in the contrast—the dark-haired Italian beauty kneeling over Anna, the blonde spread open, legs parting wider under Bella’s coaxing fingers. His cock was already swelling, hard and heavy between his thighs, the heat of the scene pulling him deeper in.

Anna opened her eyes and met his gaze, her voice a sultry whisper. “You’re going to sit there and watch us first. See how we like to make each other come.” Her pink nails curled against the cushions as Bella’s slick fingers slid lower, brushing against her folds, eliciting another gasp.

Bella’s dark eyes flicked toward Ryan, her lips curving in a wicked smile. “You’ll get your turn… but for now, enjoy the view.”

Her fingers began to work Anna in slow, deliberate circles, gliding with the aid of the coconut-scented lube. The blonde’s hips started to roll, her soft moans growing louder as Bella leaned down, her lips tracing up Anna’s stomach, over her breasts, finally closing around one taut nipple.

Ryan’s hand tightened around the vibrator he’d pulled from the basket—a sleek, gold-accented wand. Anna noticed, her lips parting as she sucked in a breath between moans. “Bring it here,” she murmured, voice husky.

Ryan shifted closer, placing the toy into Bella’s waiting hand. She clicked it on, the low hum vibrating through the cabana, and pressed it lightly against Anna’s inner thigh, just close enough to make her shiver.

Anna’s hips jerked, her body arching as Bella finally brought the tip to her clit. Her moans spilled freely now, filling the warm air as her hands reached blindly, finding Ryan’s thigh and gripping tight.

“Look at her,” Bella murmured to Ryan, her voice smooth and commanding. “Every inch of her loves this.”

Anna gasped and nodded, her eyes fluttering open to meet Ryan’s. “Come closer,” she whispered, her hand reaching for his hard length. Her fingers wrapped around him, slick with a trace of lube Bella had left on her hand, stroking him slowly as the vibrator sent waves rolling through her.

Ryan groaned, his hips twitching in response as the heat between them all deepened, the cabana filled with the sounds of breath, moans, and the gentle hum of the toy.

Ryan took the sleek, curved toy from Bella, its smooth surface already warm from the sun. He clicked it on, feeling the soft hum vibrate through his hand.

Anna’s blue eyes fluttered open, still hazy from the waves of pleasure Bella was pulling from her. She looked at Ryan, her lips parting as she exhaled, “Use it on me… while she keeps doing that.” Her voice was needy but playful, every syllable heavy with desire.

Ryan shifted between Anna’s legs, kneeling as Bella continued her teasing circles with the wand. He pressed the curved vibrator just below Anna’s clit, letting the soft, pulsing hum meet Bella’s rhythm.

Anna’s back arched sharply, a cry slipping from her lips as her fingers dug into the cushions. “Oh my god… yes… don’t stop.”

Bella smirked, glancing up at Ryan as her dark hair fell in a silky curtain. “See? She can come again and again if you keep her like this. Watch.”

She lowered her mouth, her tongue flicking over Anna’s nipple while both toys buzzed softly against her. Anna’s breaths grew ragged, her thighs trembling, her body caught between the two sensations.

Ryan leaned closer, his free hand tracing over Anna’s hip and down the smooth curve of her thigh. He could feel the heat radiating from her, the tension building with each passing second.

Anna’s hand shot out blindly, wrapping around Ryan’s hard cock. Even in her haze, she stroked him with slow, deliberate pulls, the lube still slick on her fingers. Her touch made him groan, hips twitching toward her hand.

Her blue eyes met his again, pupils blown wide. “I want to feel you soon… but let me cum for you first,” she gasped.

Bella chuckled softly against Anna’s skin, her voice vibrating as she spoke. “She’s close. You’ll feel her shaking in about… ten seconds.”

Anna’s moans climbed higher, her back bowing as her orgasm crested. Her legs locked around Ryan’s arm, her whole body trembling as she cried out, every muscle tightening while the vibrations worked her over.

Bella eased the wand away, planting slow kisses along Anna’s stomach as the blonde gasped and shook, her aftershocks leaving her breathless.

Ryan was throbbing, his cock heavy and aching. Bella looked up at him, her dark eyes glinting with heat as her lips curled into a knowing smile.

Anna, still flushed and trembling from her orgasm, slowly sat up beside them, her blue eyes hazy but alive. She looked down at Bella, then at Ryan, licking her lips softly as she caught her breath. “Okay… my turn’s over,” she whispered, her voice low and teasing. “Now it’s Bella’s turn.”

She leaned down, kissing Bella deeply. Their tongues met and swirled, slow at first, then with building intensity. Bella’s soft moan vibrated into Anna’s mouth, her nipples hardening as their breasts pressed together. Anna pulled back slightly, her pink nails tracing down Bella’s chest. “We’re going to give her an orgasm she’ll never forget,” Anna murmured, glancing at Ryan with a wicked spark in her eye.

Anna reached for the toys—the two vibrators and a third, a sleek pink silicone butt plug. Bella’s dark eyes widened at the sight, her breath catching in her throat. She bit her lower lip, a grin spreading across her face as she exhaled, “Oh… we haven’t played with that one in a while.”

Anna giggled softly, her voice dripping with mischief. “Exactly. You’re overdue.”

She drizzled a generous amount of the warm, coconut-scented lube over Bella’s swollen clit, then slid more over her slick, glistening pussy lips and the tight ring of her ass. Her fingers worked slowly, spreading the lube until the entire area was shining and slippery. Bella gasped at every stroke, her hips shifting against the cushions.

Anna leaned down to kiss the side of Bella’s neck, her breath hot as she whispered, “Relax, baby. Just let us take care of you.”

Turning to Ryan, Anna placed the larger vibrator in his hand, her fingers curling around his as she guided it to hover just over Bella’s clit. “Start slow,” Anna instructed softly. “She loves the anticipation. Just graze her, barely touch her at first.”

Ryan followed her lead, letting the toy trace soft, teasing circles around Bella’s clit without quite pressing in. Bella’s back arched immediately, her fingers digging into the pillows beneath her head as a breathy moan escaped her lips.

“Fuck… yes… just like that,” Bella gasped, her hips lifting, chasing the vibrations. Her dark hair fanned out around her, her chest rising and falling as her body stirred under the combined attention.

Anna’s lips curved into a devilish smile as she slid the smaller vibrator down Bella’s slick folds, brushing it lightly over her entrance before pressing it just inside, the low hum filling the cabana. Bella’s head fell back, a sharp moan tearing from her throat.

“Look at her, Ryan,” Anna whispered, her voice thick with heat. “Every nerve in her body is alive right now. Keep circling her clit—she’s getting close.”

Bella’s hands gripped the pillows tighter, her thighs trembling as she moaned louder, the sounds spilling out in soft, needy gasps. “Oh my god… don’t stop… please don’t stop…”

Anna kissed Bella again, swallowing her moans before pulling back and murmuring against her lips, “You’re not even ready for what’s next.” She held up the pink plug, her eyes glinting wickedly. “Let’s make this one… unforgettable.”

Anna drizzled a little more of the coconut-scented lube over the pink silicone plug, making sure it was as slick as Bella’s trembling body beneath her. She caught Bella’s dark eyes, brushing a kiss over her lips before whispering, “Relax for me, baby. Breathe… let me in.”

Bella nodded, her breath shaky, her chest rising and falling fast as she spread her legs wider across the cushions.

Anna guided the tip of the plug between Bella’s slick cheeks, pressing it gently against her tight entrance. “Slow,” she murmured, her tone low and coaxing. “Just let it happen.”

Bella gasped, her back arching as the toy began to sink in, inch by inch. “Oh—fuck, Anna—oh my god…” Her voice was already breaking, her fingers clawing at the pillows.

Ryan watched closely, his own cock pulsing at the sight as he kept the larger vibrator grazing Bella’s clit in soft, teasing circles, exactly how Anna had told him. The contrast—the subtle hum on her clit and the slow stretch of the plug—made Bella writhe helplessly beneath them.

Once the plug was fully seated, Anna gave it a small, testing twist, earning a sharp moan from Bella’s lips. Her thighs quivered, her toes curling against the cushions.

“Good girl,” Anna purred, kissing along Bella’s jaw as her hand slipped around to flick on the plug’s subtle vibration. A low hum filled the space, and Bella cried out, her hips jerking involuntarily.

Her legs shook, her entire body responding instantly as the combination of sensations hit her all at once. “Oh my god… it’s—oh, it’s so much—don’t stop!” she cried, her voice loud and unrestrained in the open cabana.

Anna looked up at Ryan, her blue eyes flashing with heat as she narrated every detail, her voice a sultry whisper. “Feel her clit, Ryan. She’s throbbing for you. The plug’s buzzing inside her, the smaller vibe’s still teasing her entrance… she’s completely open, every nerve lit up.”

Ryan pressed the vibrator a little firmer against Bella’s clit, watching her body arch and twist with every pulse.

“Keep her right there,” Anna urged, licking her lips as she trailed her fingers up Bella’s inner thigh. “She’s about to fall apart for us. Watch her shake.”

Bella’s moans turned desperate, her hands gripping the cabana cushions as her body trembled, her legs quaking uncontrollably. Her head rolled back, dark hair spilling around her as she gasped for breath.

“Don’t stop, don’t stop—I’m so close—” she moaned, her hips lifting, chasing every ounce of sensation Ryan and Anna gave her.

Anna kissed her deeply, swallowing her cries, before pulling back to murmur in Ryan’s ear, her voice dripping with heat. “When she cums, she gushes. Get ready… she’s about to soak this cabana.”

Bella’s whole body went taut, every muscle seizing as the pleasure hit her like a tidal wave. Her dark eyes rolled back, her mouth falling open as a guttural moan tore from her throat.

“Oh—fuck—yes, yes, yes!” she cried, her hips bucking wildly as the combined vibrations pushed her over the edge. Her thighs clamped around Ryan’s wrist for a split second before flying apart again, her legs shaking uncontrollably.

Then it hit—a sudden, unstoppable release. Warm liquid gushed from her, splashing against Anna’s hand and soaking the cushions beneath her. Bella’s back arched high off the cabana bed as she screamed out, the sound raw and primal, echoing over the water.

Anna’s voice was low and sultry, coaxing and guiding her through every pulse of ecstasy. “That’s it, baby… let it all out. Good girl. Look how hard you’re cumming for us. God, you’re soaking everything…”

She pressed soft kisses along Bella’s neck and collarbone, whispering against her ear. “Feel it… let it take you. Don’t hold back, just give us every drop.”

Bella’s fingers tangled in the cushions, her knuckles white as her body writhed, hips jerking with every spasm. Her moans broke into breathy whimpers, then back into loud cries as the plug’s vibration kept her teetering on the edge.

Ryan kept the vibrator steady against her clit, feeling her body quake under his touch, watching the liquid pool beneath her as each wave of orgasm ripped through her.

Anna’s lips curved into a wicked smile as she looked up at Ryan. “She’s insatiable when she’s like this… she’s going to cum again before she even recovers.”

Bella gasped, her chest heaving as her body trembled with aftershocks, eyes fluttering open just enough to meet Ryan’s. Her voice was hoarse but heavy with heat. “I… need you inside me. Now.”

Anna glanced at Ryan, her hand sliding down his thigh to his rigid, aching cock, coating it in Bella’s wetness. Her blue eyes gleamed as she murmured, “She’s so open and soaked… she’s ready to feel every inch of you.”

She guided him between Bella’s trembling thighs, her other hand spreading Bella open as the plug still hummed softly, its vibrations traveling through her and into Ryan’s tip as Anna traced him teasingly along Bella’s soaked lips. Bella gasped, her hips lifting into the contact, her voice breaking into a pleading moan.

“Ohhh, fuck… yes, please—put him inside me…”

Anna smirked, her blue eyes flicking up to Ryan. “Feel that? She’s dripping, shaking… the plug’s buzzing, her whole body begging for it. No resistance. She wants you to fill her up, every inch.”

She pressed the head of Ryan’s cock to Bella’s entrance, circling it slowly, letting the vibrations buzz through both of them. Then, with a subtle push, Anna practically guided him inside.

Bella cried out, her back arching as Ryan sank into her with ease, the heat of her slick, soaking core swallowing him whole. “Oh fuck—yes, yes—” Her voice was raw, loud, needy as he buried himself to the hilt, all eight inches claimed by her trembling body.

The faint hum of the plug buzzed against the thin wall between her holes, making every thrust feel deeper, fuller, electric. Bella’s thighs quivered, her hands clutching the cabana cushions as she whimpered, “God, I can feel everything—don’t stop, don’t ever stop.”

Anna leaned over Bella, her mouth finding her neck as she bit softly, then sucked harder, leaving faint marks. Her free hand cupped Bella’s breast, rolling her nipple between her fingers before taking it between her lips, sucking hard, rough, until Bella gasped and moaned louder.

“Look at her, Ryan,” Anna murmured between kisses, her voice a breathy whisper. “Every thrust, every vibration… she’s unraveling. Start slow… make her feel every inch. Make her crave it.”

Ryan obeyed, his hips rolling in smooth, deliberate strokes, his cock gliding in and out of Bella’s soaked heat. Each movement drew a sharp moan from her lips, her voice rising in pitch as Anna teased her nipples and kissed down her chest, keeping her writhing beneath them both.

Bella’s eyes fluttered open just enough to meet his, wild and shining with pure need. “Harder… please—fuck me, Ryan… don’t hold back.”

Anna’s lips curved into a wicked smile against Bella’s skin. “Not yet,” she whispered to Ryan, her fingers trailing along his flexing stomach. “Make her beg for it first.”

Bella’s nails dug into the cabana cushions, her back arching, legs spread wide as her body quivered beneath Ryan’s steady, deep strokes. Every thrust had her moaning louder, her voice raw and unrestrained. The faint hum of the plug inside her only added to the overwhelming sensations, making her hips buck and twist as her wetness coated Ryan’s cock, each movement a slick, heated slide.

Anna’s breath was hot against Ryan’s ear as she whispered, “She’s right there… give her everything. Fuck her until she shatters, Ryan. Don’t hold back.”

Ryan’s grip on Bella’s hips tightened, his thrusts growing sharper, deeper, each one hitting her sweet spot with precision. The sound of skin meeting skin filled the cabana—wet, rhythmic smacks as his balls bounced off her ass, the pace quickening. Bella’s cries grew louder, mixing with the faint hum of the vibrators and the slap of their bodies.

Anna sat back on her knees, her blue eyes blazing as she reached for one of the toys. She pressed the sleek vibrator against her own clit, a shiver running through her as the hum pulsed against her. Her free hand slid up Ryan’s chest, feeling the tension of his muscles as she leaned in, kissing him deeply. Her tongue tangled with his, slow and sensual at first, then hungrier as his thrusts grew more forceful.

Bella’s head rolled back, dark hair spilling around her as she gasped for air. “Yes—yes—harder! Oh my god, I’m—” Her words broke into a loud cry as Ryan’s hips snapped forward, filling her completely over and over, each deep stroke pushing her closer to the edge.

Anna pulled away from Ryan’s lips just long enough to whisper, her voice dripping with heat. “She’s about to explode… don’t you dare slow down. Give her every inch, every thrust… make her cum so hard she can’t even speak.”

Ryan groaned, his pace quickening as he drove into Bella, the wet sounds and Bella’s unrestrained moans filling the air. Anna’s own breath was ragged now, her toy working her clit as she watched Bella come apart beneath Ryan, her nails raking across the cushions as her legs trembled violently.

Bella screamed, her orgasm crashing into her like a wave, her body jerking uncontrollably as she gushed around Ryan, soaking him and the cabana cushions all over again. Her thighs shook as she writhed, crying out his name over and over, completely undone.

Anna moaned, her own climax building as she rubbed herself faster, still watching Ryan pound into Bella. “Fuck… watching you two is going to make me cum again…”

Anna’s moans pitched higher, her hips rolling in time with the vibrator as her climax built fast and sharp. Her thighs quivered, her blue eyes squeezing shut as her mouth fell open in a breathless cry.

“Oh—God—yes—” Her body went taut, every muscle flexing as the orgasm ripped through her. Her free hand clawed at Ryan’s thigh for balance, her slick, toned stomach trembling as wave after wave of pleasure tore through her.

Beside them, Bella was practically boneless, her dark hair fanned out on the cushions, her chest rising and falling as she caught her breath. Her lips curved into a blissful, lazy smile, her half-lidded eyes watching through the haze.

When Ryan finally pulled out of her, his slick cock glistening in the sunlight, Bella let out a soft, satisfied whimper, her thighs still twitching from aftershocks.

“That was so… fucking… incredible,” she breathed, her voice hoarse but filled with heat. “I’ve never felt anything like that. God, Ryan… you fucked me perfectly.”

Her eyes drifted toward Anna, who was still shaking from her own orgasm, her toy buzzing faintly in her hand. Bella’s lips curled into a wicked grin as she propped herself up on one elbow.

“But now…” she purred, her voice sultry and playful, “…it’s Anna’s turn to get destroyed.”

She reached out, her fingers sliding along Ryan’s slick shaft, stroking him slowly as she met his eyes. “She’s been teasing you, watching… it’s time you fuck her the way she’s been begging for.”

Anna’s breath hitched as she opened her eyes, still flushed, her blonde hair a tousled halo around her face. Her lips parted in a trembling smile, the toy slipping from her fingers as she murmured, “I want it… every inch, every thrust… don’t hold back.”

Bella leaned in close to Anna, her tongue tracing along Anna’s ear as she whispered just loud enough for Ryan to hear, “Let him ruin you, baby. I want to watch you fall apart.”

Bella slid behind Anna, her dark eyes still heavy-lidded from her own orgasm but gleaming with a wicked intensity. With a firm grip on Anna’s hips, she coaxed her forward onto her hands and knees, Anna’s wavy blonde hair falling in loose strands around her flushed face as she arched her back, presenting herself.

Bella’s palm came down hard on Anna’s ass with a sharp smack, making Anna gasp and glance over her shoulder, her blue eyes wide and glassy with heat. Bella grinned, wild and commanding, before looking up at Ryan, who was still catching his breath, his cock still slick and heavy.

“Get behind her,” Bella ordered, her voice low but firm. “Grab her hips… I want to watch you fuck her until she cracks.”

Ryan stepped closer, his hands sliding around Anna’s slender waist, feeling her muscles tighten beneath his palms. “You sure you can handle me, Anna?” he murmured, leaning over her, his lips brushing her ear as he teased the head of his cock along her slick entrance.

Anna moaned, her breath shuddering. “Don’t hold back… I want it all, Ryan. Every inch.”

Bella’s hand reached for the vibrator, flicking it back on with a soft hum. She pressed it against Anna’s swollen clit, drawing a sharp, high-pitched moan from her lips as her thighs trembled.

“Good girl,” Bella cooed into Anna’s ear, her other hand delivering another sharp smack to her ass. “Feel that? He’s about to split you open while I make sure you can’t stop cumming.”

Ryan groaned softly, feeling the heat of Anna’s body pulse against him. “God, she’s so wet already… you’ve been working her up so good for me.”

Bella shot him a sultry smile, the vibrator circling in slow, deliberate motions over Anna’s clit. “She’s ready to fall apart. Now fuck her, Ryan. Deep, hard… I want to see her lose it.”

Ryan tightened his grip on Anna’s hips and pushed forward, his cock sliding into her effortlessly, inch by inch, until he bottomed out inside her. Anna’s mouth fell open in a desperate moan, her arms trembling as Bella teased her clit harder.

“Fuck, Ryan—ohhh fuck,” Anna cried out, her voice breaking as the sensation overwhelmed her.

Ryan leaned forward, his hips starting a steady, forceful rhythm, each thrust making Anna’s body jolt forward. “You feel incredible, Anna… so tight, so wet… you’re gripping me like you don’t want to let go.”

Bella watched, her own breath hitching as she kept the vibrator pressed against Anna’s clit. “Harder, Ryan. Make her scream. I want to hear her lose control.”

Ryan’s thrusts grew sharper, faster, his hips slapping against Anna’s ass in rhythmic, wet smacks as Bella spanked her again, keeping her on the edge. Anna’s cries rose in pitch, her whole body shaking as Ryan drove into her, Bella leaned in close, her lips brushing Anna’s ear as the vibrator circled mercilessly over her clit.

“Listen to you,” Bella purred, her voice dripping with heat. “Every thrust, every buzz—you’re shaking like you’re about to break. You love this, don’t you? Being fucked and teased until you can’t even think?”

Anna whimpered, her fingers curling into the cushions. “Yes… yes… don’t stop… oh my god, don’t stop.”

Bella smirked and gave her ass another sharp smack, the sound ringing out over the hum of the vibrator and the wet slap of Ryan’s hips. “Good girl. Let him use every inch of you. Feel how deep he is? He’s splitting you open, and you’re taking it like the perfect little slut you are.”

Anna’s body seized as the climax slammed into her like a wave, her head snapping back, a raw, guttural moan tearing from her throat. Her arms gave out, her chest collapsing onto the cushions as her whole body shook uncontrollably.

Her thighs quivered and spread wider, her hips jerking involuntarily against Ryan with every deep thrust. Her pussy clenched around him like a vice, rhythmic, desperate contractions milking his cock as she screamed out, her voice breaking into sharp, helpless gasps.

Bella kept the vibrator pressed firmly to her clit, her dark hair falling over Anna’s back as she murmured, low and steady, guiding her through the storm.

“That’s it, baby… ride it out… let every muscle tighten, let it take you,” Bella coaxed, her tone equal parts soothing and commanding. “Don’t fight it. Let Ryan feel how hard you’re cumming… every squeeze, every pulse. Show him how wrecked you are.”

Anna sobbed through another high-pitched moan, her body thrashing slightly under Ryan as he drove into her, his hands locked on her hips to hold her steady.

“God, Bella—she’s gripping me so hard I can barely move,” Ryan groaned, his voice rough, his thrusts slowing slightly to feel every shuddering pulse around him. “She’s like a vice… feels unreal.”

Bella’s lips brushed Anna’s ear, her voice a sensual whisper as the orgasm wracked through her for a full, breathless thirty seconds.

“Good girl… let it all out. Shake. Scream. He’s not stopping until every last bit of it pours out of you. You’re safe. You’re perfect. Let it destroy you.”

Anna let out one final, shuddering cry as her thighs clamped tight, her toes curling hard against the cabana cushions, before finally collapsing, limp and trembling, into Bella’s waiting arms—her body still twitching with aftershocks as Ryan slowly slid out of her, slick and throbbing.

Anna lay sprawled across the cushions, her chest rising and falling in uneven waves, strands of blonde hair clinging to her flushed cheeks. Her body still trembled faintly from the orgasm that had left her limp and pliant, eyes half-lidded as she let the warm breeze wash over her.

Bella slid closer, her dark hair falling like a curtain as she leaned in and pressed a slow, tender kiss to Anna’s lips. Her hand traced along Anna’s thigh, fingers gliding up over slick, sensitive skin.

“You’re a goddess, baby,” Bella murmured softly against her mouth. “Watching you lose control like that… you’re so fucking hot when you shatter like that.” She nipped at Anna’s bottom lip, then brushed a kiss along her jaw, her voice turning playful. “Ryan could barely keep it together. You nearly made him blow just from how tight you were gripping his cock.”

Ryan, still kneeling between them, let out a low groan, his cock visibly twitching, still rock hard and slick from everything. “Almost? She clenched down on me so hard, I thought I was gonna explode inside her right there.” His voice came out rough, the tension still thrumming in his tone.

Bella glanced at Anna, her lips curling into a wicked smile as her fingers continued to trace idle patterns over her friend’s stomach. “What do you think, babe? Should we finish him off strong?” Her gaze flicked to Ryan’s throbbing cock, then back to Anna. “Where do you want his cum?”

Anna stirred, blue eyes fluttering fully open as she slowly came back to herself. Her lips curved into a lazy, sensual grin, still catching her breath. She reached up, brushing her fingers along Bella’s cheek before sliding them down over Bella’s slick, glistening body, tracing the curves of her breast before tangling with her hand.

“Hmm…” Anna purred, her voice low and velvety. “We both just exploded, and he’s been holding back this whole time…” She tilted her head toward Ryan, her gaze heavy-lidded and deliberate. “Let’s edge him. Take our time. Suck him together… make him beg for it.”

Her hand slid down Bella’s thigh, then up across her own stomach, fingers painting slick lines over her skin as she met Bella’s gaze again. “And when we finally let him finish? I want every drop… all over our faces. Warm, messy, everywhere. Make him see what he does to us.”

Bella’s smile turned feral as she leaned in, kissing Anna deeply, their tongues tangling as their fingers wandered across each other’s still-glowing bodies. When they finally broke apart, both of them turned their smoldering gazes on Ryan, their hands drifting down toward his aching, pulsing length.

Bella’s voice was a sultry whisper as she wrapped her fingers around him, giving a slow, deliberate stroke. “Hope you’re ready, Ryan. We’re not letting you off easy.”

Both women slid closer to Ryan, their slick, sun-warmed bodies brushing against his as they coaxed him onto his back. The cabana cushions shifted under his weight as he leaned back, his breath already coming deeper, his cock standing thick and rigid above him.

Bella reached for the bottle of lube, shaking it lightly before drizzling a generous line along the length of him. The slick, coconut-scented liquid pooled and gleamed, catching the sunlight. She wrapped both hands around him, working it in with slow, twisting strokes, her fingers gliding from his base up to his swollen, sensitive tip.

She glanced at Anna, her lips curving in a knowing grin as she held his shaft upright. “You first, babe. You earned it. Take him. Tell us when he’s close… we’ll bring him back, make him wait for it. Then we’ll make him explode.”

Anna’s blue eyes flashed with heat as she leaned down, her wavy blonde hair spilling over her shoulders. She traced her tongue along the underside of him first, tasting the mix of salt and coconut before wrapping her lips around his tip. The warmth of her mouth hit Ryan like a shock, his hips twitching as she eased him deeper, taking inch by inch with slow, savoring passes.

“God, Anna… you look so good with his cock in your mouth,” Bella murmured, her voice rich and sultry. She trailed her nails lightly along Anna’s back, then down Ryan’s thigh. “Make him feel it, babe. Let him know how bad you want it.”

Ryan groaned low in his throat as Anna’s tongue swirled around his head, the slick suction drawing him to the edge far too quickly. “Fuck… I’m close,” he warned, his abs tightening as his hips shifted upward.

Bella reached down, curling her fingers into Anna’s hair. Her grip was firm but teasing as she tugged her back, pulling her lips free with a wet pop. Ryan’s cock throbbed in the air, glistening and twitching, a bead of precum forming at the tip.

“Good boy,” Bella purred, her dark eyes locking on his. “Not yet. You don’t get to finish that easy.”

She slid lower, her breasts brushing along his thighs as she positioned herself between his legs. Without another word, she took him into her mouth, swallowing his length with practiced ease. The sloppy sounds filled the cabana immediately—wet, obscene, lube and spit coating every inch as she bobbed her head with a rhythm that made his toes curl.

Anna joined in, leaning over to lick along the base, her tongue tracing the vein along his shaft while Bella sucked him deep, gagging slightly but never pulling away. They switched, alternating—Bella stroking while Anna swallowed, both of them working him with mouths and hands, tongues meeting briefly as they kissed around him, their lips grazing each other as they shared his length.

Ryan’s breath came ragged, his fingers tangling in their hair as he fought to hold on, his entire body alive with tension.

Ryan’s entire body went tight, every muscle straining as the pressure inside him coiled to its breaking point. His fingers tangled in their hair, his voice raw as it tore out of his throat.

“Anna—Bella—fuck, I’m gonna cum… right now!”

Both women moved instantly, hovering over him with wicked grins, their tongues out, mouths open, eyes glinting with pure heat as their hands stroked him in perfect unison—long, deep pulls from base to tip, slick and smooth, their nails grazing just enough to make him twitch.

“Come on, baby,” Bella purred, her dark hair falling over one shoulder as she leaned closer. “Give it to us. Cover us. We want it all.”

Anna’s blue eyes sparkled, her lips parting as she whispered breathlessly, “Cum for us, Ryan. Paint us. We’re yours.”

That was it. The coil snapped. Ryan’s body jerked as the first pulse ripped through him—white-hot, numbing, his vision flashing at the edges. His cock throbbed violently, the first massive shot of hot cum arcing up and landing across both of their faces, splattering over their cheeks and lips.

“Fuck, yes!” Bella moaned, her tongue darting out to catch a drop as the second and third pulses hit—each one just as thick, streaking across Anna’s chin, dripping down her jaw and throat, catching in her blonde hair.

The fourth and fifth shots came hard, his entire lower body spasming as he emptied himself, ropes of heat striping across their skin. Both women gasped and laughed softly, their voices low and dirty as they coaxed him through it.

“That’s it, baby. Every last drop. Give it all to us,” Anna whispered, her hand stroking him slowly, milking the final spurts as Bella held his base steady.

Ryan collapsed back against the cushions, chest heaving, his body tingling all over as the aftershocks rolled through him. But they weren’t done.

Bella lowered her mouth to his sensitive, slick tip, kissing it softly before taking him gently between her lips. Anna followed, alternating with her, their tongues working together as they drew out every lingering twitch, every sweet, overstimulated shiver. Ryan groaned, his hips twitching helplessly as his cock throbbed weakly in their mouths, the aftershocks almost as intense as the orgasm itself.

Finally, they both pulled back, their faces glistening, streaked and dripping. They looked at him—dark eyes and blue eyes both locked on his—before turning toward each other.

Without a word, their lips met. Slow, sensual, tongues intertwining as they began to lick and kiss the cum from each other’s faces, savoring every trace as they moaned softly into each other’s mouths.

Their hands roamed over one another’s bodies, fingers tracing down slick skin as they kissed deeper, sharing the taste of him between them, every movement deliberate, erotic, and unhurried.

The three of them finally collapsed into a loose, tangled heap on the wide cabana bed, their slick, warm bodies sticking lightly to each other in the soft heat of the midday sun. The ocean breeze drifted through the open sides of the cabana, cooling their flushed skin, carrying with it the faint scent of coconut and salt air.

Ryan lay on his back, his chest rising and falling, still catching his breath. Bella draped herself lazily across his chest, her dark hair cascading over him, while Anna curled against his other side, tracing idle circles along his ribs with the tips of her fingers.

For a while, none of them spoke—just soft, satisfied breathing and the distant lap of waves against the shore. Then Bella tilted her head up, her lips brushing against Ryan’s jawline as she murmured, “You know… you’re welcome here any time. This house isn’t just my mom’s retreat—it’s mine too. You don’t even need Claudia’s permission.”

Ryan smirked, glancing between the two women. “Are you sure? After this weekend, I’m not sure I’d ever leave.”

Anna giggled softly, pressing closer against his side. “Then don’t. Or at least, don’t wait so long to come back. We need to spend more time together… all of us. This,” she traced her finger across his chest, “feels too good to only happen once in a while.”

Ryan shifted slightly, glancing at Bella as she smirked up at him. “You two are a dangerous combination, you know that?”

Bella’s lips curved into a slow, knowing smile. “That’s the point.” Then, with a mischievous glint in her dark eyes, she added, “But speaking of combinations… you’re going to have to introduce us to this yoga group of yours. The one with Sadie and all the… ‘friends.’”

Anna perked up immediately, her blue eyes lighting with playful intrigue. “Oh, absolutely. You can’t just drop hints like that and keep it to yourself, Ryan. Sounds like exactly the kind of… mindful exercise we enjoy.”

Ryan chuckled, shaking his head, though the thought of Bella and Anna dropped into Sadie’s world sent a fresh spark of heat through him. “I’ll see what I can do. Pretty sure Sadie would approve of you two shaking things up.”

Bella nipped at his shoulder lightly, her voice low and teasing. “Good. Because I have a feeling this—” she gestured lazily at the three of them, sprawled and glowing “—is only the beginning.”

The breeze stirred again, cooling their heated skin as they lay there together, the world quiet but for their slow breaths and the distant ocean. The morning had been wild, intense, almost surreal—and as they drifted in the warm haze of afterglow, it was clear none of them were done with each other just yet.