Page 70 of Drowning

Ace sits up, pulling a popsicle out of the cooler beside us, his dark eyes gleaming with mischief. Curiously, I watch him tear the wrapper with his teeth and slide it down, winking as he sucks the blue popsicle into his mouth. I'm not sure why, but I shiver, feeling heat engulf the sensitive spot between my thighs.

"Let me ask you something," Seven says, sitting up on the other side of me.

I sit up too, ripping my focus off of Ace and putting it on Seven, matching the sly smirk on his wet lips. "Shoot."

"What's going to happen tomorrow?" He tries to maintain his smile, but I can see how badly he wants to drop it.

The vulnerability oozing off of him tugs at my heartstrings, and his question ends up hitting me harder than I thought it would. Being here all summer, we've been in a little bubble, filled with nothing but freedom, sex, and the open road. We haven'thad to deal with reality much, nor with the opinions of others outside of our little group. I haven't wanted to think about it, mainly because I was afraid of having to hear the one thing I didn't want to. I don't know if their feelings for me are real or just ones of lust and convenience, but the way I feel about each of them is very real, and I've been trying not to think about it too much.

What if they don't feel the same way?

"Princess, where did you go?" Seven's soft, deep voice sends a chill along the curve of my spine, making my toes tingle in anticipation.

He scoots closer until our legs are touching, and reaches up to gently cup my cheek in the palm of his large, tattooed hand. Once our eyes meet, it's fucking over, and I can feel the nerves begin to make me shake. There's something about the way that Seven looks at me that makes me want to drop to my fucking knees and do anything he fucking wants.

But I'm already sitting. So I try to keep my composure, not wanting him to see just how much he affects me.

"Answer me, Princess," he commands, flashing me a flirty look while pulling his lip between his teeth. "What's going to happen tomorrow when we get back to the city?"

"What do you mean?"

"You know what the fuck I mean. Was this all just summer fun for you, or do you really want to try and see where things could go with us?"

I could see that under his bold exterior, Seven was as vulnerable and doubtful as I was. For a minute there, I let myself get lost in his gaze before deciding it was time to face reality. I could either keep playing this game and dodge his question or finally come clean about what I genuinely felt. We've had an incredible time together, but I knew that a decision needed to be made about where to go after the summer.

I take a deep breath and look Seven in the eye. "I don't want this to end," I admit, feeling the heat between my thighs spread to my cheeks, setting every inch of my trembling body on fire. "But..."

His face falls as he puts his finger to my lips to keep the words from spilling out. "No buts, Emerson... please."

Softly kissing his finger, I can see the fear in his eyes, clueless as to what I'm going to say. I feel Ace inch closer to the other side of me, placing his warm hand on the small of my back, jolting me alert.

"I was only going to say that I have feelings for all of you. Being so close to you this summer, it was hard not to catch feelings, so I can't pick just one." I feel relieved hearing myself admit it, but on the inside, I'm scared as fuck to hear the truth about how they feel.

Seven and Ace sit close on either side of me, their eyes filled with unspoken hope and apprehension.

I take a deep breath before continuing, "I want to see where things go, but I need to know if this is real for both of you, too." I look at Ace, gazing deeply into his dark eyes as he sucks and licks seductively on the popsicle, "I need to know we're more than just a summer fling."

Ace nods solemnly, his hand remaining on my back as he leans in closer. "I've got real feelings for you, Brat. I want to see where this goes too."

Turning to Seven, I search his intense eyes, silently begging for the reassurance I so desperately need. "What about you, Seven?" I hold my breath, waiting for his answer.

He lets out a long breath, as if releasing the tension he'd been holding in, then he meets my gaze with unwavering sincerity. "I fucking care about you, Emerson. More than I've fucking cared about anyone in a long time. I want this to be real, too." He smiles, easing the growing tension inside of me and givingmy heart an excited flutter. "Besides, didn't I already tell your stubborn ass that you were fucking mine?" He smirks, and I instantly feel better.

Relief and joy surged through me. I lean in and kiss him softly, then turn to Ace and do the same. "I want this too," I whisper. "I want to see where this takes us, if we have a chance at being happy, even if our way is... unorthodox."

As the waves crash against the shore nearby, I feel a sense of calm and contentment within me. Tomorrow may bring challenges and uncertainty, but for now, I bask in the warmth of the moment, surrounded by two of the people I've come to care for deeply.

Seven captures my lips, kissing me fiercely with desperate lashes and flicks of his tongue. I feel Ace rubbing his hands up and down my arms, making sure I feel the love from both of them. I'm eased onto my back, my lips still locked onto Seven's, feeling my stomach and thighs tighten from the surge of pleasure flooding through my body. Slowly, my bathing suit is taken off and placed in a heap in the sand beside me, both men admiring my naked body, illuminated by the glow of the fire. I don't squirm from discomfort anymore. I relish their hungry eyes raking over every naked inch of my body, getting turned on from the aroused looks on their faces and the desire glimmering in their eyes—for me.

Seven drops his swim trunks and wraps his hand around his dick, gliding it up and down over his piercings, his eyes fixated on mine.

"Are you gonna open wide for me, Princess?" he grunts, squeezing the tip of his cock as he guides it to my mouth. "Are you gonna be my good little slut and swallow every drop of my cum that I paint your tight little throat with?"

I shiver from the utter filth of his words, undeniably turned on. Nodding, I whisper, "yes, baby. Fuck my mouth and give mea taste of you." I lick my lips as he rubs his cock head across them, urging me to open with a domineering look in his eyes that needs no other instruction.

As I open my mouth to suck him inside, Ace maneuvers between my legs, his fingers gliding up and down my pussy, swirling my wetness all over the place. Seven drives his dick into my mouth, thrusting until the pierced tip hits the back of my throat, making it constrict around him from an involuntary gag. My eyes roll back as I work my tongue around his shaft, feeling his cold piercings scrape against the inside of my cheeks.

Slurping on his popsicle while his fingers dip in and out of my entrance, Ace chuckles, letting a mouthful of ice-cold spit drop from his mouth onto my pussy, hitting my clit and making me shudder. "Be a good girl and spread your legs for me. I want to see how fast my popsicle melts in your pussy," he growls in a deep, seductive voice that makes my clit throb and my pussy drip even more.