Claire: Tanner and I bonding time

Tanner slips into the bathroom to clean up. Even though I gave Deion my virginity, a brief twinge of guilt flickers. His cock is half-hard and still huge. I chuckle. “I hope I’m not neglecting you.”

He adjusts his pillow, settled on the bed’s edge. “No way. You and Tanner are perfect together. Nothing I could do would make it better.”

Tanner returns, slides in behind me, holding me warm and cherished. Deion fades fast and is asleep in minutes.

"Jet lag," Tanner explains. "He flew in from the Middle East last night. I'm glad we were able to show him a great time. He deserves it."

"I agree," I say.

We talk for another hour, about everything and nothing and laughing easily. Our chemistry is off the charts. Letting him go tomorrow will hurt so much.

“You were a badass tonight,” Tanner says. “Big black cock for your first time.”

“Oh my God, it hurt so much!” I laugh. “But… I did good, right? I’m kind of proud.”

“Fuck yeah you did!”

I kiss him, bite my lip, mischievous. "Should I have given the honor to you? I could definitely tell when he popped my cherry." I peck his lip again. "I let him break me in so I'd be perfect for you."

Tanner laughs, our humor so perfectly matched. “Definitely jealous. But that just made it hotter for me.”

“Good.” I pause. “Him going first could’ve ended in disaster. I almost tapped out.”

"I knew you could handle him," Tanner says. "And doesn't every girl want to be with a black guy these days?"

"It was definitely on my bucket list," I admit sheepishly, glancing at the sleeping giant. "Never thought I'd get to. I love him. He's cool and perfect. Thank you for inviting me to your gang bang."

He laughs loud enough to make Deion turn in his sleep. "Claire, why was a hot, sexy fuck machine like you still a virgin? Religion?"

"Thank you, that's always how I've described myself," I laugh. Yes. I'm not saying I've had a ton of chances, but I've turned down a few. I was intending to wait until marriage."

"Oops," he says with a grin. "Worth it?"

"I wouldn't change a thing."

The lie comes out easy, and inside I ache with what I don’t say, that I’d give anything for this not to end tomorrow. I want mornings with him, for forever.

But he was clear from the start: one night, a threesome, nothing more. I won’t put that on him. I won’t break the trust he gave me by asking for what he never offered.

Tanner’s somehow knows I'm holding back “Claire, are you okay?”

I press closer, hiding my face against his chest. “Yeah. Just happy.”

He kisses the top of my head, holds me tighter. Sleep finds us tangled together, my unspoken wish drifting away in the dark.