Just like that, her orgasm seemed to break the tides for all three of them.   Kenzie’s first, followed by the other two although the order of which wasn’t obvious, nor did it need to be.  Her mind was close to mush as she felt Jules mouth upon hers again and then running down her jaw toward her neck.   The blonde groaned softly, resting next to Walter, fingers tracing a line along his shoulder.<br/><br/>She<em>was</em>getting tired of the table though.  If Walter was going to ask for more, he’d damn well better find some place softer.<br/><br/>Kenzie rose, letting fingers dangle along Walter’s chest for a moment and then crossed to the ship fridge to pull out the last of their orange juice.  “We need money,” she laughed, blue eyes still sparkling with the afterglow of the orgasm.  “Anyone want to share this before I finish it?”  Damn, Jules looked gorgeous post-orgasm and Walter…<br/><br/>She couldn’t help but look at him differently now.   The first time, a week ago, Jules had left feeling unsettled.   The last thing she needed was sex to break up the ‘happy home’.   She found Jules and Walter to both be good partners, both for hunting the criminals that paid their bills to hiding from her past.  They never asked her where she’d come from or what she’d done before joining them, and she never expected them to.   The first time she had found herself in bed with them, she had hoped and prayed that Jules wouldn’t show up in her room the next morning and tell her to pack her bags and stay away from her man.    Not that she’d ever pegged the woman as the jealous type, but experience had left her edgy.  Sex could change everything.<br/><br/>This time, she felt none of those misgivings.   Clearly Jules was as into her as Walter, perhaps even moreso, and Kenzie was now sure that Jules was doing what<em>she</em>wanted, not just acquiescing to the man between them.     Her cheeks tinged slightly at the thought of more to come, as she watched them both, appreciating their forms and what they could do to her.