Caroline Forbes

Much like the first time she had followed Sam to a room when they met, Bo had to work very hard to keep herself focused to move and follow. The need for them right now was high and it had been a while since she'd slept with a woman - she missed sleeping with a woman.

The moment she was over the threshold, her hands were back on Caroline's small form this time disappearing under fabric to find skin without hesitation. This time Bo pressed herself against Caroline, chest to chest, and her mouth went to kiss the blonde, hot and heavy.

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Caroline was half trying to puzzled out how this was going to work when Bo was suddenly there. She had hardly a moment to gasp in surprise before she found herself kissing the dark haired woman. Her head swam with a flood of unexpected need. In the next moment, she'd pulled back, not out of dismay, but to yank Bo's shirt off, vampire-fast.

She only thought the better of it after it was done and she was kissing Bo again.

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Sam hadn't the slightest idea how this would work. Admittedly, he'd had every guy's fantasy about watching two beautiful women together, and the one about both of them making love to him. Back in the hall, he'd been thinking he and Bo would do Caroline, since Caroline was completely straight as far as he knew.

But Caroline didn't seem completely straight right now, not the way Caroline was kissing Bo.

Far be it from Sam to remind her.

Instead, he stepped behind Caroline and drew her shirt off, interrupting the kissing just long enough to skim it between them. Then he unhooked her bra and drew that off her shoulders, his mouth following his fingers to kiss her shoulders and her neck again.

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It hadn't even occurred to Bo that Caroline might not be interested. Thankfully the two hot bodies in the room were very good at distracting Bo from thinking about the last blonde woman she slept with - there was no time for thinking about Lauren at a time like this. And the moment she felt Caroline's clothes disappear, any smidgen of that thought disappeared.

She reached back with one hand to get her own bra off. Somewhere in the back of her mind Bo had registered Caroline's quick speed. Right now she needed their skin to touch, needed to feel the soft, supple skin of a woman's against hers. Her hands smoothed up over Caroline's abdomen to her breasts which made Bo's breath catch against the blonde's mouth.

Bo would share with Sam in a minute, but right now she really needed to taste Caroline, to feel her. Bo pushed Caroline gently toward's Sam's chest as her mouth disengaged and made wet, hot kisses down her neck to her breasts where she sucked in a nipple, her tongue exploring like Caroline was made of candy.

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Joking about freaky lesbian friendship necklaces aside, Caroline had never been interested in another woman. If she'd had anything like coherent thought right now, Bo's mouth would have been making Caroline rethink that. Part of her wanted to cling to Bo, the rest just needed to experience the moment. Bo was softer, but no less clever than any man Caroline had ever been with. And her body cared nothing for the difference.

Knees weak, Caroline leaned back against Sam, back arched. She lifted her arms, wrapped them around his neck and tilted her head back to catch his mouth with hers.

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As much as he hated to be a bad cliche, Sam couldn't deny watching Bo tongue and suck at Caroline's nipples was fucking hot--especially since he knew exactly how Caroline reacted, knew how wet she was getting. He knew how slick Bo had to be, too.

Then Caroline arched back to offer him her mouth and he took it, using his height to his advantage to lean over her and kiss deep and filthy hot. His hands freed by Caroline's grip on the back of his neck, he opened her jeans and slipped one hand inside. While his tongue fucked her mouth, his fingers first teased at the crisp curls of hair over her mound, and then slipped lower to tease her clit, to dip between her labia and spread the moisture back up and around, stroking each fold until it swelled.

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Bo could smell Caroline from where she was now thanks to Sam and her eyes, though closed at the moment, turned a light shade of blue in lust. Her tongue rolled and flicked over each nipples while Bo's hands pulled Caroline's pants and underwear down passed her ass to her knees to give better access to Sam. Her hand slid up Caroline's thigh and over her ass and up a little more to palm Sam through his jeans.

The more Sam's fingers moved over Caroline, the harder it was to control herself until finally Bo's mouth traveled downwards more in need of the blonde's taste. Bo knew how good Sam was with his tongue, but a small part of her was excited to demonstrate just how good hers could be.

Her tongue ran over Sam's fingers, already getting a taste of Caroline which pulled a soft moan from her lips before her tongue maneuvered around his hands to explore Caroline's hot pussy, comfortable to share the space with Sam's fingers.

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Bo's mouth and Sam's fingers pulled a long moan from Caroline, her hips flexing forward with eager need. Her nipples, still wet from Bo's mouth, tightened to hard knots in the cool air of her bedroom.

Instinctively, she tried to widen her stance, give both of her lovers more room to fuck her. The restrictions of her jeans at her knees made her whimper in frustration.

A stray thought surfaced, perhaps in response to her thwarted needs. They were all still barely inside the door. "Bed?" she gasped.

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Sam glanced at Bo over Caroline's shoulder, eyebrow lifting in question. If Bo had done this even once, she had 100% more experience with it than he did. He stroked Bo's lips with his fingers, still wet with Caroline's arousal, and then jerked his chin.

"You on your back, her over your mouth?" Depending on what direction Bo took that, he could fuck either one of them. He forced himself to focus on the ideas as nothing more than words, pure mathematical logic, because if he let his mind drift to the images, if he sank into the scents and sensations, he'd be slamming Caroline facedown over the end of the bed and fucking her like the beast he tried not to be.

Instead, he lifted Caroline with an arm around her waist and hoped Bo took the cue to get Caroline's pants and shoes off before they all got hopelessly tangled.

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When Sam lifted Caroline up, Bo took the opportunity to get the rest of the Blonde's clothes off as quickly as possible. As she stood up, she was able to pull off her own pants, leaving her and Caroline completely naked by the time she stood. Sam was the only one unfortunately clothed - that would not do at all.

Her blue eyes looked back at Sam with a sultry, hungry smile of want. "You on your back, so we girls can play." with you was left unsaid as she ran her palm over Caroline's delicious abdomen while her other hand went for Sam's pants.

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Caroline had, in the course of her sexual activity, been lifted, flipped, and slammed against everything from walls to convenient trees. Casual manhandling of her placement by a partner was almost expected at this point.

She assisted Bo as best she could from her pinned position, which wasn't much. But then Bo looked up at Sam with that hunger in her eyes - had her eyes always been blue? - and Caroline felt the balance of the power in the room shift. Sam always got what he wanted. Bo, apparently, was the same.

How many control freaks could you fit in a king sized bed? "Put me down," she murmured. And when her feet met the floor again, she danced out the way, sliding behind Sam and finally returning the favor, working her hands under his shirt and pulling it over his head.

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As soon as he set Caroline down, there were two sets of hands on him, undressing him, and Sam's blood rushed southward so fast his vision blurred. He heard or thought he remembered hearing Bo saying that he should get on the bed. But he remembered Caroline had wanted the bed, too, distantly, over the thrumming of his blood in his ears.

"Bed," Sam agreed, voice hoarse with hunger, pleasure, and hot breath drying his mouth and throat. Agreed, or maybe command, or maybe pleaded.

And then he made a step toward the bed, and another, half-dragging the women with him, when he remembered something someone described once. "Daisy chain?" All oral, and let Bo have Caroline without Caroline having to do anything that made her uncomfortable.

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