Chapter 19
Dominique
I did not like sharing Savannah with Byron now. The party was one thing, but I much preferred my private getaway with her. However, there would be no getting her alone on this island. I just had to accept that.
While Byron removed her top and fondled her breasts, I went underwater and removed her panties with my teeth. After taking another deep breath, I dove into the water and dove into her honey pot. I could hear her gasping in pleasure above the water line. It was a delicate procedure doing it this way. I almost forgot to take a breath and I ended up gulping the lagoon water. Fortunately, the water was very clean.
Savannah laid back in the water floating while kissing Byron. I lifted up her bottom half, stood in the water and entered her. Her weightless body floated on the water easily as I plunged my cock into the hot confines of her pussy. The sensation of the water allow me to last longer. She moaned in Byron’s mouth as I fucked her again and again.
“Ah, yes,” I said. “This is good. This is so good!”
I could feel the water suddenly get very warm. She stopped kissing Byron a moment and start squealing and shaking in the water. I couldn’t hold back any longer. I felt my load explode out of the end of my dick and deep into her. I nearly lost my balance on the soft floor of the lagoon.
“Oh, my God,” she gasped. “Ooooh. So good.”
Byron now moved her onto the beach. I let him do this. What else could I do? I floated in the water and watched them on the sand. He put her on all fours and started fucking her doggie style from behind.
Was this right? Did it matter? I had been jealous, but I had also shared her before. If we were all happy, why should it bother anyone? Why should it bother me? Or even father? She was clearly a sexual woman, more than capable of satisfying two men at once. Did this competition make sense or were we merely hurting her when we didn’t have to?
“Oh, God! Oh,” she moaned in pleasure.
Byron’s slap-slap-slap against her ass was like watching a live porno movie. It was erotic to watch and I found myself aroused again. Why was I being so greedy? We could share her. I could share her right now. I should go to her and get a blowjob at the same time. What would it matter?
“Good God, yes,” moaned Byron. “Oh, Savannah! Your pussy’s so hot and tight. Ahhh!”
Climbing out of the lagoon, I walked over to Savannah with most of an erection. She looked up at me and didn’t hesitate. Taking my member into her mouth, she wrapped her red lips around my shaft and started to suck. Byron’s pumping now pushed her forward onto me and she was able to stifle her gag reflex. I went deep inside her mouth and throat. The warmness of her mouth filled me with joy and her saliva made everything glide on her tongue.
I could not help myself, I grabbed the sides of her head and started fucking her mouth. God! What a sensation! Savannah kept moving her tongue inside her mouth as I was fucking it. It was incredible! I varied my rhythm, then lost all control. I found myself cumming into her mouth as deep and as intense as I have ever, while Byron came at the same time too. We both pushed in on her and moaned in deep pleasure.
We fell back on the sand, spent and relaxed, but if I knew my Savannah, she was not finished. Energized by the orgasms, she dove into the lagoon and we dove in after her. We swam around splashing and laughing and having fun. Our only other companions was the moonlight and the stars. They were reflected in the lagoon’s waters.
“The water is just the perfect temperature,” she said. “I honestly had to cool off after all that hot sex, but I want you both to make me cum again. Right here. Out in the water.”
“Shall we move where we can touch the bottom?” I suggested.
“No,” she said. “I want to float and cum at the same time.”
Byron and I started kissing her and touching her, but it was made more precarious by the fact that we had to keep ourselves afloat at the same time. We quickly realized that we all needed our arms to swim and keep our heads above the water.
I was in the front and I managed to get my cock inside her pussy but fell below the water and slipped out trying to stay afloat. Byron had the same problem. We convinced her to move where Byron and I could stand, but she was still floating. This made much more sense. I could now stand steady and feel her breasts and taste her tongue.
“All right,” she admitted. “The floating thing may have been too much. Maybe next time, if we all had floaties or something.”
I pushed into her pussy and the transition going from the cool water to her hot box made me get harder. She bounced up and down on my cock, splashing and grunting.
“Mmm-mmm-mmm,” she moaned. “C’mon, Byron, get in there. I want you both! I want both my daddies inside me!”
“Ahhh. Yes,” said Byron, as he slowly penetrated her ass. “Oh, God! This is good!”
Now we were in a sort of three-way embrace. Byron and I were pumping Savanah’s holes together and alternatively. The splashing of the water became more intense and our sounds of pleasure bounced around the empty lagoon.
“Oh! Oh, God! I’m so full! God, daddies! You’re so good to me! Don’t stop! Oh, daddies! Don’t stop!”
The rhythm continued and I was fortunate to be at the front to receive her kisses as a bonus. She kissed me deeply.
“I want to switch now,” she said.
We carefully pulled out, which was almost as orgasmic for her as the penetration itself.
“Ahh-aaah,” she sighed.
She immediately flipped around to Byron and jumped up on his cock. I moved in and with my hand spread her butt cheeks and found her ass hole. My dick was not extremely hard, but the cool water was making me lose my erection. I quickly pushed in and regained it.
“Ooooh,” I moaned. “Your ass is so tight, my darling.”
“Oh! Oh! Oh!” she squealed. “Yes-yes-yes!”
We were fucking her as quickly as we could now. I was approaching the point of no return. The water churned from our lovemaking as our wet bodies rubbed against each other. Then I found myself arching my back backwards and put my face under the water to go deeper into her ass. I exploded inside her and I could feel Byron doing the same. I held my breath, but then let out a shout under the water.
I could not believe the intensity of the orgasm. It was like everything that was in me was being shot up into Savannah’s sweet, sweet ass. I just wanted to stay there and keep cumming and cumming. But eventually, I could feel there was nothing left in my balls. I pulled out, the cool water soothing my chaffed member. Savannah shook, panted and gasped. Byron pulled himself up out of the surf and fell on his back. His erection was still visible in the dim light.
“This is sex fit for a royal,” he proclaimed. “There can be nothing better. If someone told me there was, I would not believe them.”
I pulled myself and Savannah onto the beach. We just laid there panting and trying to catch our breath.
“We should do this more often,” I said. “I am sorry to both of you.”
“Why?” asked Savannah.
“I wanted you all to myself,” I admitted. “But I see now that I was being selfish. You are truly a woman that can satisfy two men. You are insatiable.”
“I agree,” said Byron. “You are a sexual wonder, Savannah.”
“Oh, you guys,” she dismissed. “Thanks, though. But you two are so fucking handsome, I can’t stand it. I’ve never been attracted to two men like I’m attracted to you two. It’s crazy. Normally, I would gravitate to one person, but I’m stuck on both of you. Why do you think that is?”
“Love is crazy,” I said. “If that is what this is.”
We laid on the beach with the sounds of lagoon lapping at our feet. The birds and other animals made their noises in the night and the moonlight reflected off our wet bodies. I did not know what the future would bring, but I would fight hard for Savannah to be in that future. Even if it meant I had to bring Byron along. Why not? Was he not my best friend? My only true friend in this strange
world.
Chapter 20
Savannah
The next morning I got a call from Caroline for a meeting with her and Bob. I had to look my best, so I got up an extra hour early to do my makeup and hair. I was so full of energy (and other things!) from last night, it was easy. I had a coffee, but I didn’t really need it.
When I finished my hair and makeup, I was impressed with myself. I had learned a lot over the years from makeup artists. They could probably still do a better job than me, but I was pretty close. I looked hot. I put on one of those silky little designer sundresses the princes had bought me.
“My God,” said Dominique, his jaw dropping to the floor.
“Savannah, dear,” said Byron approaching.
“Uh-uh,” I said, immediately gesturing for them to stop. “I have to meet with some producers. I need to look perfect, so please, no touching. Do I look good?”
“Please go,” said Dominique, averting his eyes. “If you stay much longer, I will be tempted to ravage you.”
“He’s not wrong,” agreed Byron.
“I’ll see you guys after the meeting,” I smiled.
I didn’t just walk downstairs to the meeting, I strutted. Suddenly, I was more confident in who I was than ever before. Nothing was bothering me and I had a clear head. I was ready for this meeting. Normally, I’d be so nervous with two big producers like this, but I just wasn’t. I was on it, baby!
I met Bob and Caroline at the resorts café.
“Bob, Caroline,” I greeted.
They both stood. Bob look like he’d been hit in the chest by a hammer.
“Great to see you, Savannah,” said Coraline giving me a near-kiss.
“I am--- Wow,” said Bob. “I didn’t think it was possible, but you look even better in person than you do on the screen.”
Bob seemed a little nervous around me, like a schoolboy meeting his crush.
“Easy you,” warned Caroline semi-jokingly.
“Thank you, Bob,” I said smiling and looking him right in the eye.
“Would you like a drink or something to eat?” offered Caroline.
The waiter came over, almost on cue.
“Just bring me some fresh juice. Whatever you have,” I requested.
Bob and Caroline ordered some fruity, touristy drinks. The kind you only have when you’re on vacation.
“I’ll get right to the pitch,” said Caroline. “We want you to play the lead in a new project we’re calling, Eyes of the Heart. You will be playing an incredibly seductive woman.”
“You lure a husband away from his wife,” explained Bob. “It’s sexy, passionate and romantic--- Very classy though. We think you’d be perfect.”
“Aw, thanks Bob,” I said touching his hand. “Who will I be seducing?”
This last part I said in my most sultry, seductive voice. Bob hesitated for a second, then started laughing.
“Oh, my God,” he laughed. “Yes! That’s exactly what we’re going for. Oh, my!”
“I’d better wrap this meeting up and get him back to his wife,” joked Caroline. “But you get it, it’s going to be a classic. We’ve got Kirk Mathers slated to direct, although it hasn’t been announced yet. You know, Kirk, right?”
“I know his movies, of course,” I said. “I’ve never met him personally, but I love his work. Did he request me too?”
“Yes,” said Coraline. “He saw you in that TV thing--- What was it? Five years ago? With the guy from the Avengers?”
“He saw Nighttime in Bedford?” I said impressed. “I was only in that movie for one scene.”
“Yes, but he loves that scene and your performance in it,” she explained.
“It’s just the kind of take he wants on this seductress character,” added Bob. “Sexy, but relatable. At first the audience is against you, but it comes around at the end and you turn out to be the hero of the whole thing.”
“I break up a marriage, but the audience wants me to win?” I asked. “Seems a stretch. Not that it matters either way, but it sounds very interesting.”
“That’s what we said,” said Bob. “I only got half way through the script and I put it aside. Coraline read the whole thing and calls me up and says, did you read it? I’m like yeah, half of it. She tells me to read to the end and the very next page, everything changes. It’s a pretty mind blowing ending.”
“When can I get a copy of the script?” I asked.
“When can we get you to sign a contract?” added Coraline.
“If it’s half as good as you say, just send the script and the contract straight to my agent,” I said. “I’m juggling a few things with the baby and this other movie, but I’ll get to it.”
“Oh, of course,” said Bob. “Production wouldn’t start until maybe a year or two down the road. We’ve greenlit the process, we’re just getting all the players in place.”
“Well, I’m glad my recent tabloid stint didn’t turn you guys away,” I said. “You know how these paparazzi are.”
“Oh, yeah,” sympathized Bob. “I’ve had TMZ bang down my door a couple of times, if you can believe it.”
“One time that happened, Bob,” corrected Coraline.
“It still happened,” he assured. “I did a cameo in that flick--- Make All the Money.”
“Oh, yeah,” I said remembering. “That did well. People enjoyed that scene, I think.”
“I just love being on the set,” said Bob. “If I could move my office right behind the cameras in Sound Stage 6 on the lot--- I totally would. Right, Cor?”
“Oh, yeah, I could just see you yelling on the phone in the background of every scene,” laughed Coraline.
“Hey, I only yell at people who spend too much money,” he said. “Which is basically every director we ever hired, right?”
“Don’t let him fool you, Savannah,” said Coraline. “This guy babies these directors. I’m the one that has to yell at him.”
“Oh, stop,” laughed Bob. “Well, listen, Savannah, thanks so much for taking time out on your vacation. I know that was a lot to ask, but we couldn’t turn down this opportunity to talk to you in person while things were coming together.”
“No, it’s fine,” I assured them. “Believe me, I’m having a little too much fun with my friends.”
“Please tell your prince friend he has one hell of an island,” said Bob.
“Yes, I just love it here,” added Coraline. “Well be in touch soon.”
“Great meeting guys. Thanks!” I said.
When I turned the corner away from the producers, I did a little dance. That meeting could not have gone any better! Half the battle in Hollywood is getting them to like you and they seemed to love me. Maybe it was this new found confidence I had. I suddenly felt like I could take on the world!
My phone rang. It was Naomi.
“Hey, girl,” I greeted.
“Savannah? Oh, my God, I’ve been trying to reach you!” she said excited.
“Yeah, I’m sorry,” I said. “I’ve been ducking everyone. The whole thing with the tabloids was--- Well, now I’m feeling better.”
“But you’re okay, right? I mean, you’re safe?”
“Yeah, of course I am. Why?”
“Well, I went over to your place and then your neighbors said you got rushed out of there by some guys in a dark car. I thought maybe you got kidnapped!”
“No-no!” I laughed. “Nothing like that.”
“Are you really dating that prince? My God, he’s so handsome!”
“It’s complicated,” I said. “That’s why I’m away. We’re kind of sorting those things out.”
“I feel ya,” she said. “Will you call me back when you’re home so we can catch up?”
“Yes, of course,” I promised. “Again, I am so sorry I didn’t call you.”
“It’s fine, it’s fine,” she said. “I’m just glad you’re safe girl. Say hi to the prince for me.”
I hung up. For a split second, I wondered if it was Naomi that spille
d to the tabloids. Then I thought, that couldn’t be the case. Naomi would never betray me like that. No, whoever it was didn’t matter. Soon we’d have the test results back and--- Hmm, perhaps I should talk to the princes.
Stopping half way back to our rooms, I wondered what to do. If one was the father, would the other one simply bow out? And did I want that? The three of us were so good together. We had so much fun! Why couldn’t it always be the three of us? Sure, the tabloids would gossip, but who cares. I’d never been so happy in my life. Maybe now it was time to talk about it.
I headed back to the rooms with a new sense of purpose. There had to be a way for us to make this work. Why should we let society dictate our happiness?
Chapter 21
Byron
While Savannah went to her meeting, Dominique went down to the bar on the beach. I went for a walk. The island had a path with palm trees and stones. It was quiet and peaceful. It was a good place to think.
I couldn’t help but obsess over the baby. What if it wasn’t mine? Would Savannah just leave me for Dominique? That would be awful. It would be so awkward and uncomfortable, I seriously doubt I would want to see either of them again.
Being a father wasn’t on my radar a few weeks ago, but now I was really warming up to the idea. My family had a long legacy. It was only right that I continued it with an heir. Dominique’s family was the exact same way. If it wasn’t his child, wouldn’t he be just as heartbroken?
Perhaps there was a solution. As I walked along the path, I came to a fork. I had to make a decision about the direction I was going. That was exactly what I needed to do with this situation. But it wasn’t just about me, it was also about my friend. We had shared so much over the years, why couldn’t I just talk to him about this? We didn’t have to be at odds. The three of us had fun together.
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