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I start with her legs, noticing she parts them as I reach her toned thighs, spreading the cream over her stomach, massaging in circles, and then move to her arms. When I squeeze the tube over her breasts, she inhales sharply at the temperature shock. With the tip of my finger, I spread the sunscreen over one breast, watching her nipple harden, and repeat the movements on the other. Brooke arches her back, pushing her chest against my hand.

The blonde grabs my neck, pulling me against her and pressing our mouths together. She sucks on my lips before invading my mouth with her tongue, demanding entry. Her kiss is feverish, setting my skin ablaze and extinguishing any remaining self-control I had. I support myself with one hand beside her head and cover her body with mine. Brooke wraps her legs around my waist, pressing her pussy against my erection, which protests at the amount of clothing still separating us.

I bite her lower lip as I pull away, my gaze roaming her flushed face, her green eyes darkened with desire, her mouth red and swollen from kisses, and I am struck by a dramatic realization.

"I think I'm in love with you." The words leave my mouth the moment the thought forms. Brooke's eyes widen, her mouth opening and closing as if she can't find the words. I press my lips to hers in a quick kiss before adding, "You don't need to say anything, I just wanted you to know."

I lose myself in her lips once more; she doesn't need to respond, not when her body says everything I need to know. My hands explore her skin, undoing the ties of her bikini along the way, while Brooke removes my shirt, her fingers tracing my abdomen.

I start kissing her neck, moving down to her collarbone until I reach one of her breasts, pushing the bikini aside and teasing her nipple with the tip of my tongue. Her hand grips the back of my neck, pressing me against the soft flesh, but I have another destination in mind and continue down, leaving kisses every inch of golden skin I pass.

I remove the loose fabric still covering her pussy with my mouth, using my tongue to part her large lips and feeling the moisture already accumulating there.

"So wet," I say, looking up to find her attention on me.

"The blame is all on you," she responds, and pride fills me. "What are you going to do about it?" she challenges.

Did I mention how much I love challenges? I hold her thighs, pulling her against me while burying my face between her legs, alternating between licks and sucks, giving special attention to her clit until the blonde is writhing and grinding on my face. My cock is throbbing and eager to join the party.

"Raffi," she moans my name, tugging at my hair to make me look at her.

"Yes?" I ask, blowing on her hot flesh and eliciting another moan from her.

"I want you inside me, now," she pleads, and I could never deny her anything. I remove my pants and underwear but need to go back and get a condom from my wallet.

"Do you always have a condom on hand?"

"A guy can dream, and with you around, it's better to be prepared," I reply, positioning myself between her legs and aligning my cock with her entrance.

I lean over her body, claiming her lips as I bury myself inside her in one go, muffling her cry with the kiss. The sensation of her walls embracing my cock is divine. After a few moments, when I think Brooke has adjusted to my presence inside her, I start thrusting against her, pulling out almost completely to thrust back in.

Our moans intensify, and I quicken the pace. The blonde gyrates with each thrust, making everything more intense. The door opens, catching my attention, and when I turn, I see Kyle walking towards us.

I smile at him before turning my focus back to the blonde, who, upon seeing our friend, clamps down on my cock the same way she did that night. I slow my thrusts just enough to keep Brooke from coming while turning to the newcomer.

"We're a bit busy here, brother. Whatever it is, it can wait," I inform him.

"It can," he agrees, sitting on a lounge chair, his eyes fixed on Brooke. "Hey, Sunshine," he greets.

"Hi," she half-speaks, half-moans.

I stimulate her sensitive clit with my thumb, and she lets out a cry as I resume deep thrusts, picking up the pace. Brooke is clearly even more aroused, coating my cock with her lubrication.

"Do you like being watched, babygirl?" I ask, and she bites her lip, averting her gaze.

"I think she does," Kyle agrees. "But not as much as I enjoy seeing that pleasure-filled face of yours. Do you have any idea how hot you look, Brooke? Look what you do to me, Sunshine."

I don't need to divert my attention to know what he's referring to; the power the blonde has over us is absolute.

"Martinez, make our girl come good," Kyle requests.

"You heard him, babygirl. Come for us."

I increase the speed of my thrusts, feeling the pressure of the orgasm building up in my body, demanding release.

"Harder," she requests, digging her nails into my shoulders. I smile and comply. "Yes, like that," the blonde moans, scratching my back. Her thighs begin to tremble, and her pussy clenches around my cock in waves as her body is taken by the orgasm. Two thrusts later, I follow her, reaching a devastating climax. Her arms wrap around me, and I claim her lips as I pull out.

"Oh, right, I almost forgot," Kyle says, already standing up. "I came to ask if you want Chinese food for dinner?"