When The Sheets Talk by Dr. J.

Copyright © 2025 Donna Jennings

Part 1 Beth and Rafe

Beth

I dove into the sheets before her presence slipped away, molding myself around Mara’s sleeping spot. With my face nestled into the pillow we shared, the scent took me back to last night. It pleased Rafe, and maybe even turned him on that I wanted Mara first in our bed.

I inhaled the scent again. Riveting. Like a satisfied cat, I arched my back in the bed and cupped my breast, tweaking my nipple.

“You want this, right?”

That’s all she said.

I had never had a woman’s touch.

I had never had a woman’s touch make me orgasm.

We only had one drink, but I knew my inhibitions had dropped away. I hoped she felt the same way I did.

When Rafe approached me with the threesome idea, it stunned me. Had he read my mind? I was interested. More than that, I had fantasized about it.

I dragged my hand over my hip bone and dipped down past my pubic tufts. My fingers slipped to my clit.

“You have the softest pubic hair. It’s like silk. I’ve never been with anyone with straight pubic hair.”

Something inside me surged. Inspired, I kissed her. Pure lust swirled between us in that kiss. It captivated me.

As I circled my wetness, the bed shifted, and I opened my eyes. Rafe crawled over, naked beside me. After Mara left last night, I plunged...