Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 203

Chapter 203

While Sabrina's bedroom had a decent light-blocking curtain on its window, the fact that her glass sliding door had no curtain whatsoever meant that you were waking up to the glare of the sun coming through from her little balcony.

With a groan and a grunt you swung your feet down from the couch as you sat up, and then you quickly realized that your pants were around your ankles and your boxers were down at your knees and you were hanging loose.

"Fuck," you mumbled, pulling everything up and wriggling around to try and get it all together.

You hit the spacebar on Sabrina's laptop, waking it up and seeing that it was just before 7am. You doubted you were going to get back to sleep at this point, so you stood and stretched, feeling a pop in your neck from the weird position you'd slept on the couch.

Overall, you felt pretty good considering the mild hangover, but you had a lot more body mass than the girls so you had a feeling they'd be feeling it worse than you.

So you decided to get one over on Sabrina again and went to the front door, slipping on your shoes and quietly exiting the apartment. Once you were down on the street, the Saturday morning son was bright and you wished you'd brought sunglasses, but you checked your phone and located a nearby bakery and started walking.

On your way you noticed you had a couple of texts from Gemma from the night before asking how things were going, so you quickly tapped out a reply apologizing for not responding and telling her things had gone well and that you couldn't wait to see her later, and that you were sneaking off to a bakery to surprise the girls with coffee and pastries.

You were surprised when your phone rang and it was Gemma.

"Good morning, love," you said as you answered.

"Good morning, love," she replied and you could hear the smile in her voice.

"Why are you up so early?" you asked.

"Well, I didn't have you to keep me up late," she said. "Which, by the way, I missed a lot. But I'm technically in the middle of an early morning run with the girls. Bonding time to try and make peace with Lucy."

"Well, that's good of you. Enjoying it?"

"Love, there are some other forms of cardio I would much rather be doing," Gemma teased you.

"Me too," you chuckled.

You quickly gave Gemma the rundown on Katherine and your night out with the sisters. She was happy to hear things had gone well and chuckled when you told her about Sabrina's late-night stealth sex.

"Can I say something that I hope you take the way I mean?" you asked her.

"Because that doesn't sound ominous," Gemma pointed out.

"Sorry, I don't mean it to be," you said. "I just- last night I felt like I got something out of it that I was missing between Sabrina and I, and I felt like our relationship got even deeper. And I really want that with you, Gem. God, this is probably the worst timing and doing it on the phone doesn't make sense at all, but I can't stop thinking about it. Gemma, I don't want this to be just a summer thing. I love-love you, and I know we're going to need to talk about this so I want to let you know that I don't want to have an expiration date on our relationship."

Gemma was quiet on the other end of the line, though you could hear her softly breathe every once in a while. You were stopped outside the bakery at this point, not wanting to go in while you were still on the phone. Somewhere in the background on her end you heard a voice saying something, and then Gemma said, "No, no, I'm fine. I'm fine, it's all good."

There was another mumble from the other person, and you could hear Gemma walk for a moment.

"John?" she asked.

"I'm still here," you said.

"Sorry, I- Fuck, I want that too, love. Or don't, whatever, you know what I mean. No expiration date. But we really do need to talk about that, and what it looks like. Thank you for telling me."

"Thank you for listening," you said, smiling softly as you closed your eyes and focused on your thoughts of Gemma.

She wanted this, too.

"Talk later?" she asked. "And we'll need to talk to Sabrina about it, too."

"Talk later," you confirmed.

"I love you," Gemma said.

"I love you, too," you said.

When you walked into the bakery you needed to wipe your eyes from the happy tears that had been brimming. You also had to use their washroom because you needed to piss like a racehorse after those extra beers and then not going to the washroom before leaving the apartment.

Walking back down to Sabrina's place you felt like a fucking king, carrying the tray with three coffees and the box of doughnuts and croissants. You had Sabrina. You had Gemma. They both loved you, you loved both of them. Gemma wanted to make it work like you did. Sabrina had an amazing sister who you got along with.

Hell, Joy was gone from the office.

Things were looking like they were coming up John.

As you let yourself back into the apartment you heard the sound of the shower running and Sabrina was standing at the sliding door to the balcony in just a lacy little pair of thong panties and a tight sleeveless top that looked worn down from years of use as a sleep shirt. It was funny that you'd never seen it before considering the two of you were naked together so often, but it made sense that she'd wear something like that after sharing a bed with her sister. She glanced back, grinning when she saw you.

"Good morning, beautiful," you said. "I got coffee and breakfast."

"That's so sweet," she beamed at you.

"How long since your sister got in the shower?" you asked as went to the kitchen table and set down your box and tray.

"Just a minute or two," she said, turning back and looking out the window at her limited view, enjoying the warmth of the sun coming in.

"And did you sleep well?" you asked, moving over to stand behind her and give her a hug.

"I did, thanks," she said. "And you?"

"I slept great," you said. "How are you feeling? Any hangover?"

"Just a little," she admitted, patting my arms around her and rubbing my forearm. "Thanks for asking. The coffee should help."

"I know what else would help," you said, and let go of her to drop to your knees behind her. You quickly pulled down her thong over her cute butt and then buried your face between her cheeks and thighs, tonguing at her pussy.

"Mmmf!" she squeaked in pleasure. She leaned forward, putting her hands against the glass door, as her body rocked from the sudden pleasure. She gasped a few more times and you felt her quickly getting wet for you as you tasted her on your tongue. "Oh, fuck," she groaned. She put her hand pack on your head, her fingers in your hair, and you could tell she wasn't sure whether she wanted to push you away or pull you in closer.

You tongued her for another minute, listening to her trying to control her moans, before standing up and sliding your cock into place. You'd managed to undo your pants quietly, and eating her always made you hard, so you were able to slide in about halfway on the first thrust.

"Mmm, fuck," you groaned. "You feel so fucking good."

"Oh- Oh, fuck," she gasped. Both hands were planted on the glass door now as she hung her head low and panted.

You reached around and tweaked her nipples through the worn shirt as you fucked into her a few more times before you were fully rooted.

"God, I love you Sabrina," you whispered, holding her tight.

"Mm!" she moaned through her clenched teeth.

"John!?" Sabrina said in surprise. From behind you.

You stopped thrusting and pivoted your torso to see Sabrina standing in the doorway to her bedroom, a towel in her hair and another around her waist, her chest completely bare except for the shimmering beads of water from the shower and the telltale soft bruising from the hickeys you and Gemma had planted on her.

"Sabrina!?" you said in shock. Then you looked at the girl you were currently deep inside of. "Katherine?!"

Shit.