Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 91288 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 456(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 304(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91288 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 456(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 304(@300wpm)
As soon as Ford stripped off his boxer briefs, his cock hung hard and heavy. Dipping his knees, he scooped her up in his arms and carried her over to where Dylan waited by the shower, also now completely naked.
The difference between the two wasn’t the size of their cocks, it was the color of the nest of thick, wiry hair at the base. Ford’s black; Dylan’s a golden brown.
She drew a hand across Ford’s warm, firm chest and whispered, “How did I get to be so lucky?”
“Just by being you,” Ford whispered back, before pressing his lips to hers for a brief moment.
Those kinds of comments made her appreciate Ford even more. He always made her feel good about herself. Never once had he ever been critical or impatient.
Dylan tested the water temp before stepping inside the glass enclosure. Immediately, he was bombarded by the various shower heads and his drool-worthy physique became slick with water.
Erin wasn’t sure where she should direct her gaze, since both men were more than worth staring at. The thought that tonight both of them would be all hers and hers alone caused a flutter in her belly from a combination of both nervousness and excitement.
Dylan ordered, “Bring her in.”
Without hesitation, Ford carried her into the luxurious shower, letting her slide down his hard body and onto her feet before closing the shower door behind them.
The hot water pelted her from several directions as the men massaged shampoo into her hair and used a bath pouf to wash her from head to toe. All the while, taking their time to caress and kiss her all over, making sure not to miss even an inch.
Heaven. Pure Heaven.
They ignored each other and focused their attention solely on her, making her feel wanted, appreciated and basically… like a queen.
Would these two men eventually be her kings?
She didn’t need to consider that right now. Tonight was simply for enjoying the attention being showered upon her.
Normally, she relished being on the receiving end of a hard spank, a good whipping, being bitten, strung up or tied down, and fucked relentlessly, but the way they pampered her without giving any orders… felt like being worshipped.
She could get used to that, too.
Could she envision this as part of her future? Absolutely.
She wasn’t lying about being lucky. What woman wouldn’t want two men seeing to her sensual and sexual needs?
Standing behind her, Ford pinned his arm under her breasts so she could lean back into him. Settling her head against his broad shoulder, she closed her eyes, letting the fragrant steam and the two men take her away like one of those old Calgon commercials.
Suddenly, she was tightly sandwiched between them and when her eyelids lifted, she watched the two kiss each other deeply and passionately over her shoulder. As they did so, Ford’s hard-on pressed against the small of her back while Dylan’s pressed against her lower belly.
Reaching between the two men, she ended their kiss by cupping Dylan’s cheek. She then turned his head so they could kiss instead, and when it was over, she twisted her head enough to share a kiss with Ford.
“Carry on,” she encouraged.
Dylan’s eyes met Ford’s behind her. “Not in the shower.”
In what seemed like an unspoken agreement, they both backed off. While Dylan turned off the multitude of shower heads, Ford stepped out and grabbed a thick, fluffy towel folded on the counter nearby.
He held it up and open in an invitation. “Come to me.”
As soon as she did, he wrapped her up and began to vigorously dry her off. He even spent time toweling her hair dry as much as possible before grabbing another thick towel to use on himself.
After Dylan did the same, he grabbed a container of what looked like body butter from under the counter and scooped some out before passing it to Ford so he could do the same. As she stood naked in the center of the bathroom, they thoroughly massaged the silky, cocoa-scented moisturizer from her head to her toes.
And while they did that, she watched them work in the large mirror.
This can’t be real life.
“You smell good enough to eat,” Ford whispered against her ear.
“I hope I’m on the menu.”
“Don’t worry, you are,” Dylan assured her. He then gave her a playful smack on her bare ass and pointed toward the closed bedroom door. “Go.”
Of course, she went without delay. The pampering was spectacular, but she was ready to get down to the nitty gritty. Especially after eyeing up their equally spectacular bodies and more-than-ready cocks.
They were probably impatient to get to the real reason for tonight, too. But the question was, would they only fuck her, or would she finally get to see them fuck each other?
They would if she had a say in it. A simple kiss shared between them had lit her core on fire, seeing them fuck each other might make her combust.