Harem Therapy Book 7: A Contemporary MFFF Harem Series by Conor Jo

Author:Conor, Jo
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Deepeyed
Published: 2024-10-25T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOUR

It was late afternoon by the time we’d unloaded the boxes and dealt with the stuff the moving company delivered. My apartment had gained a larger apartment behind the one I called home for the past year. It was like a secret door to my new life. Sam vanished for a while, fetching more than just an overnight bag, determined to prove to herself she was taking the step. Becoming my wife-to-be.

With a sigh, I dropped onto Crystal’s couch that now sat in the new living room, and breathed deep. Holy fuck, I thought. Bewildered at all that’d happened in the past few weeks. How that unconventional therapy session spiraled into this. I was feeling again, finally healed and happy. I was engaged to an incredible brunette, who was on the last step of her own journey. I had a ... I would not call her a pet, but Kimberly liked that title, and I was at a loss for what else to call her. She was a girlfriend, but there was more, a deeper connection, like mine and Sam’s engagement. Pet, whatever. Then there was my self-proclaimed mistress. An incredibly talented, surly, needy blond. I wasn’t sure how it would all work out, but I was sure we’d solve any problems that came our way. We had a therapist among us, after all.

Kim plopped next to me, clearly exhausted, snuggling against my side. “This is nice,” she said, sounding dreamy.

“Thank fuck for that,” Crystal said, joining us, plonking against my other side. “Never thought we’d get it all done. Can I come now?” she said with a cheeky smirk.

I opened my mouth to answer when Sam waltzed in, holding bags of steaming containers. “Nope,” she said. My eyes quickly drifted from the takeout to the figure-hugging sparkly gold dress that showed off every mouthwatering curve. “Dinner, first. Go change,” she said, placing the two bags full on the kitchen counter. “I contemplated going out to celebrate, but this is more intimate, right?” She tilted her hips in that sexy way she did, placing a hand on her outstretched hip like a fashion model. She looked at me expectantly.

“I think it’s a great idea,” I said, rising from the couch. “What do you want me to wear—”

“Nothing,” Crystal said.

“I second that,” Kimberly added.

Sam met me halfway, rolling her eyes. She cupped my face in her hands and kissed me. It was gentle. It was slow. It was awesome. She seemed calmer, in control again. “Something smart and sexy.” She looked over my shoulder at Kim and Kris. “All of you. We’re celebrating. Quick, before it gets cold.”

Kim jumped to her feet and rushed off.

“Can’t we just celebrate with sex?” Crystal huffed. “I’ve busted my ass all day. Now I wanna get fucked.” She may have puffed, but she dragged herself towards our bedroom.

“After,” Sam said, gazing into my eyes with a heated promise. “Now you, mister. Go get sexy, and Ill put this on plates.”

I grinned. “Yes, Ma’am.”

I felt as needy as Crystal as I dragged myself from her and headed to the bedroom.

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