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Forty

// Amsterdam : Triple Update 2 - Part One \\

Harry's POV

Why did I let this happen? Fuck. I know why. I just see how turned on Zuri gets by the sheer thought of someone watching us fuck. Never mind how fucking wet she got when both Niall and Audrey were watching us. I'd notice one look their way, catching their eyes on her, on us, and her pussy would clench around my cock. I only looked their way once, at the start of whatever just happened, but I couldn't stand not looking at Zuri. Watching her come apart. Watching myself, as I slid in and out of her tight pussy.

But for a moment, one foolish moment, I saw how Niall watched Zuri. I saw that gleam in his eye. And it made me feel all sorts of things. Jealousy taking the number 1 spot. I fucked her so hard I worried I might hurt her. But I couldn't contain the rage that wanted to take over me. She seemed to appreciate it as she screamed out, coming all over my cock, causing me to explode in her as she does every time we have sex.

And after all that, I still couldn't shake that horrid jealous and spiteful feeling in my gut.

I don't share.

So why did I put myself, both of us, in a position where my best friend, my brother, got to watch my girlfriend come? Something so intimate, something I wanted only for myself, and he got to watch that which sent him into his own orgasm, blowing his load into Audrey. Who by the way, had come way before that, laying spent just taking each one of Niall's thrusts. The small noises coming from her signalled she was loving though, I'm not sure but I swear she came again when he did, if not then she was sure as hell close with those cries that came out of her.

Although I could barely hear her over Zuri's moans. Something that sounds like heaven to me. and now it does for Niall. It's one thing your friend hearing you having sex in the other room but being in the same room, getting off to your girlfriend, I just don't like this feeling inside of me.

On top of that, I can't shake this horrible feeling that he likes her. He likes her more than he should. Zuri is the hottest girl I've ever seen, she's beautiful inside and out. Everything is perfect about her. And it is probably my own insecurity, my own fears of love, that has me spiralling thinking she can just be snatched away by even the likes of my best friend. That even though we just had an amazing experience as a 4, that will taint our friendship.

And that is why I had to call Niall out immediately. That is why I had to lay the ground and do a damage control sort of thing. Even though Niall says it's not what I think and blah blah blah, this feeling deep in me is telling me otherwise. And now, with my spent girlfriend laid spread on the bed before me, I can't keep it hidden anymore.

Niall now stands dressed on the other side, he had deposited his used condom in the bathroom I presume. Audrey lies next to Zuri also passed out asleep. Two thoroughly fucked girls. I lift the blanket off of the end of the bed and throw it over Audrey, making sure not to look at her for too long. I then take the actual bedsheet and throw that over Zuri. Both of them now covered, I turn and get changed myself. Neither Niall and I have said a word since my warning but I can't see his mouth opening and closing. I know he wants to say something.

"Take Audrey upstairs." I finally look up to him. I see regret or something similar to it flashing across his eyes. Once again, he goes to say something but decides not to bother. He shakes his head and then lifts Audrey into his arms and leaves the room. When I hear that door shut, its like I can finally breathe again. I take a deep breath and close my eyes, although all I can smell is sex in this room and I grimace.

The only thing making me not regret this is Zuri. She loved it. I could tell. When she and Audrey came in in those bodysuits, Jesus, my cock swelled immediately. Her tits were pushed together, they looked huge. Her thicks thighs were begging to be wrapped around my head. I would've kicked Niall and Audrey out of the room if I didn't sense where things were going. What she wanted.