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The shop assistant handed over the bag and I thanked her and made my way outside. My phone buzzed. It was a message from Ivy.
It read: You got everything?
Grinning, I fired one back: Wait and see ;)
Today, we'd officially been a trio or a throuple as Josh kept referring to us, for three months. We were still finding our groove when it came to every-day things, but in the bedroom we had no such issues.
And weirdly, the one who'd fought against their feelings was the one who wanted to celebrate our three-month milestone.
And Ivy's idea of a celebration—new sex toys!
I hadn't intended to spend some much money in the sex-shop, but it was hard to resist and the new leather cock-ring. It would look good on Josh, and the prostate massager, fuck yeah, this would having him squirming and begging alright.
Hailing a cab, I started my journey back, firing off a quick message to my sister. I couldn't even begin to tell you how great it was to be able to reach out to her and visit freely.
Even if it still meant I had to see Nick occasionally. But, weirdly, the tosser had actually been nice... so far. And I would suck it up because it made Nessy happy.
And Nessy meeting Ivy, well that made her even happier. It was love at first sight and every time she came with me, I was more or less ignored for the entire time—not that I minded. I just wish my mum could have met her.
But the cherry on top. Nessy's new doctor reduced her medications to one depot injection and already the difference in her was huge. I didn't want to get too excited, but I hoped soon she could visit us at home—maybe even spend the weekend with us.
Walking through the front door, I kicked off my trainers. I could hear movement from upstairs. They'd started already. Which wasn't a surprise because today was all about our boy.
Between the three of us, Josh was our glue. He never shied away from tough conversations and made sure we were all on the same page when it came to our feelings, ensuring none of us felt excluded. He had even gone to one of those poly workshops that Cam, Bea and Finn recommended.
And so far, it was working. We took turns indulging our kinks and yeah, Ivy had me on my knees both in the figurative and literal sense.
Walking into my bedroom, correction, our bedroom. Josh was sprawled out on the bed, wearing only his joggers, choking back a yawn. When he clocked me, he pushed up onto his elbows, smiling, wiggling his eyebrows. "What did you get?"
"Wouldn't you like to know?" His hair was slightly messy as he fought another yawn. "You tired?"
"Nah." His chin flicked toward our bathroom. "Ivy's in there, getting ready." Rolling his eyes. "Won't tell me what she's up to."
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Ivy's Sex Ed
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