[Rooftop]
The rooftop smelled like charcoal and summer.
Ray stood by the grill, his sleeves rolled up. He was preparing marinated meat and vegetables. When he lifted the grill lid, smoke rose as the fat sizzled. The outdoor speakers under the little shed area played pop music.
Bowls and plates were lined up on the counter. One held chopped vegetables. Another held skewers. A third contained his secret sauce.
He was brushing the grill when the door behind him opened.
Rosa walked out first.
She wore a golden two-piece bikini that caught the light and reflected it back like armor. She looked sexy as hell. She smirked, eyes on Ray like she already knew the effect she was having on him.
Ray froze. 'Sweet mother of Jesus!'
Amy stepped out from behind her. She wore a bright red bikini and looked a bit shy. 'Is it too much? Does he like it?' She adjusted her shoulder strap, glanced at Rosa, then at Ray, with a little blush. Ray's eyes moved from her face to her boobs and slowly down to her slender legs.
Ray swallowed. 'God help me! I'm gonna get a big boner before lunch.'
Then Gina emerged.
Golden bikini, but nothing like Rosa's. Hers was a thong bikini. She stretched her arms over her head as she stepped into the sunlight, like she was walking onto a runway instead of a rooftop. And thanks to that stretching, her big boobs looked like they might pop out at any moment. She noticed him looking at her hot and sexy body.
'I know, I'm too hot and you got a boner,' Gina thought.
Ray forgot how to breathe.
He stood there in jeans and a shirt, tongs dangling uselessly from his hand, staring at the three of them like his brain had hit a processing error.
Gina noticed immediately.
She always did.
She tilted her head, lips curling into a slow, satisfied smile as she followed his gaze from Rosa to Amy to herself, then back to his face.
"Oh no," she said lightly. "Absolutely not."
Ray blinked once, still stunned.
Gina stepped closer, pointing at him. "You do not get to look like that while still fully dressed."
Rosa smirked and leaned against the counter. "She has a point."
'Show mama those sexy abs.' Amy folded her arms, then immediately unfolded them, uncertain but amused. "You do look kind of unfair right now."
Gina flicked her wrist toward his chest. "Come on, Ray. Rip that shirt out and show us those abs."
Ray finally snapped back to reality.
He exhaled slowly, set the tongs down, and looked at Gina with a calm that was only barely holding together. "You are an agent of chaos."
"And proud," Gina replied. "Now comply."
Rosa raised an eyebrow. "Or don't. But if you don't, I might."
"I'll do it," Amy said with a grin. "You've already ripped his shirt many times and oiled those muscles since you two have been living together for a long time."
The argument ignited instantly.
Gina planted a hand on her hip. "Excuse me. I called dibs first by universal hot-people law, which means I go first."
Rosa scoffed. "It was my idea."
Amy positioned herself between them, raising her hands. "Alright, just a moment. We can settle this in a mature way. Highly competitive and slightly crazed adults, but mature nonetheless."
Ray watched all three of them in amusement.
Rosa's eyes flicked to the pool, then back to them. "Swimming contest."
Gina's grin sharpened. "I like where this is going."
Rosa nodded toward the water. "First one to cross the pool gets to oil him... Everywhere."
Amy's breath caught. "Everywhere?"
Rosa's smile deepened. "Runner-up gets to rip his shirt and kiss his abs."
Gina snapped her fingers. "And the loser?"
Rosa shrugged. "Watches and cries."
Amy stared at the pool, then at Ray, then back at the pool. Her lips pressed together as something competitive sparked behind her eyes.
"…Okay," she said quietly.
Gina laughed. "Oh, it is on."
Ray raised a hand. "Can I have a say?"
"Nope," Rosa said with a deadpan look. "You are the prize. Besides..." Her eyes went toward his pants. "...I'm pretty sure you are enjoying three girls in bikinis, fighting over you."
"Yeah," Ray agreed with a smile. "You damn right I am."
They lined up at the edge of the pool.
Rosa cracked her neck once.
Gina did a little stretch to loosen her muscles.
Amy bent slightly at the knees, determination written all over her face.
Rosa glanced at Ray. "Count us in."
Ray walked closer to the pool. "On the count of three... Three."
They leaned forward.
"Two."
Gina smirked. Amy inhaled. Rosa's eyes locked on the opposite edge.
"One."
They dove.
Water exploded upward in glittering arcs. Arms sliced through blue as all three surged forward. Rosa moved like a predator. Gina kicked hard and she was somehow keeping up with Rosa. Amy surprised both of them, long strokes fueled by pure focus. She was ahead of both of them.
They hit the far side almost together.
Amy hit the edge first.
Rosa and Gina hit the edge together.
'Would you look at that? She held back for her,' Ray thought as he noticed how Rosa held back to tie up with Gina. He looked from one to the other, letting the moment stretch just long enough to be cruel.
Ray clapped his hands once.
"Alright," he called out. "We have a clear winner and a very obvious tie."
Amy looked up at him, water streaming down her arms and shoulders, eyes bright and disbelieving. "Who won?"
"You won," Ray said, pointing at her. "No question."
Amy let out a sound that was half laugh, half triumphant squeak, and then she climbed out of the pool so fast she nearly slipped. She planted her feet on the warm concrete and, without hesitation, started dancing.
Classic Amy victory dork dance.
"I said who's that mama looking so cool?" she sang loudly and off-key, hips swaying, arms flailing in that unmistakable, chaotic way that was entirely her. "I'm that mama looking so cool."
Rosa let out a laugh from the pool, resting her arms on the edge. Gina stared for a beat, then burst out laughing.
"Oh my God," Gina said, shaking water from her hair. "She is drunk on victory. I love this journey for you. Maybe you should join my new dance group."
Amy spun around, pretending to shoot finger guns at no one in particular. She smiled widely, showing pure joy. Any hint of shyness was gone. She felt proud and completely carefree.
Ray watched her with something soft and warm settling in his chest.
Then Gina pushed herself up beside Rosa. They climbed out together, dripping and gleaming in the sun.
Gina glanced at Rosa, lips curling into a slow, wicked smile. "So. A tie."
Rosa met her look, eyes dark and amused. "Looks like it."
Ray opened his arms wide. "Go ahead. Rip it apart and kiss wherever you want."
Gina laughed softly. "Oh, we will."
She walked to him, grabbed the hem of his shirt, and yanked with all her strength. His shirt tore apart.
Gina grinned and leaned in, pressing a slow, deliberate kiss to his bare chest before trailing it upward just enough to make her point. It was theatrical, indulgent, and unmistakably Gina.
"Consider that a public service," she said softly, just for him.
Rosa also walked closer and began to kiss his abs along with Gina. She moved slowly but without hesitation, her lips brushing his skin while her hands slid up his chest and rested on his shoulders, fingertips digging in just a bit.
Ray's gaze fell to Amy, who stood apart from them.
Amy still wore that smile, but there was something different behind it now. Something almost… predatory. She watched Gina and Rosa kiss his abs without a word. Ray could tell that Amy was imagining all the places she was going to oil.
Gina and Rosa slowly licked up around his neck and up to his lips. Both of them pulled back a little with a slight smile and their eyes were on his lips. Ray put his arms around them, pulling them closer before kissing... They started to kiss together like a three-way kiss. It was a new experience for them, but they were enjoying it.
Their tongues were rubbing against each other in his mouth. Saliva was dripping down their chins. It felt amazing.
"I've never seen anything hotter," Amy whispered, her voice low and husky.
The sound of smooching lips and quiet moans filled the air.
Gina pulled back first and smiled wickedly. "Wow! That was hot."
"Yeah. I liked it. We should do this more often," Rosa said as she pulled back and wiped her chin.
Ray nodded. "Yes, we should."
Then Amy came over and gave a deep kiss to Ray. She pushed him against the wall and began to kiss him aggressively. After watching Gina and Rosa make out with him, she wanted to have a piece of him too.
She put her arms around him and pulled him closer. Her kiss was urgent, insistent. Her fingers dug into his shoulders. She pressed herself against him, wanting nothing between them, not even the air. She was ready to have sex right then and there.
"Someone's hungry," Gina remarked as she sat by the grill.
Amy pulled away breathlessly. She stared at Ray, her eyes dark and wild, and then turned toward the grill.
"We'll continue this after lunch," She whispered against his lips. "I can't wait to oil you up."
"Oh, you better," He said before pecking the tip of her nose
They had lunch, played pool games, swam and talked. It was a nice day for them. It was like a one-day vacation for them. They enjoyed every minute of it.
By evening, they finally called it a day.
Ray and Amy went straight to the shower... Oh, and she borrowed a coconut oil bottle from Gina. Gina came prepared.
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[Ray's room]
Rosa walked to the night table beside the bed to grab her phone, and that's when Ray's phone rang twice. It was on the desk, right beside her. So, she saw the ID. It was a text from Emma Stone.
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