Hallelujah Chorus.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Jillian didn’t move to hide her lace-covered breasts from these men and wondered—kind of—what that said about the situation, and her.
“We’re taking care of you, as I’ve already described. Allow me to recap. First, we’ll give you a nice warm shower, and then we’ll get you into the hot tub. Once your muscles are warm and supple, we’ll massage your legs and see if we can’t avoid them knotting and cramping on you.”
Robert Jessop made his explanation sound reasonable. She actually started to think about it for a moment. And then he reached behind her, unfastened her bra, and pulled that bit of lace away from her.
“Hey!”
“Nice boobs.”
“Nice…” She tried to find the right words but could only gasp and sputter. She narrowed her eyes when she realized he’d done that on purpose. She was so busy being outraged over that tacky comment she didn’t even protest when he picked her up off the counter.
David hooked his fingers in her shorts, and quickly pulled them and her bikini undies down, dropping them on the floor on top of her bra.
She wasn’t completely naked. She still had on her shoes and socks. Until Robert set her back on the counter and stepped back.
David set to work on baring her feet while Robert set to work baring himself.
Oh. My. God. Jillian knew she was staring and couldn’t stop. Robert Jessop was definitely one prime male specimen. She’d already guessed his chest and arms would be roped with muscles. The washboard-lean abs seemed to underscore his total all-around buffness, if that was even a word.
Then he dropped his pants and Jillian damn near forgot to breathe.
She’d never given much thought to cocks, one way or another. She’d only ever seen one cock up close in her entire life before today, and holy cow, that one really was nothing much compared to this one.
Compared to Robert’s cock. Holy hell, I’m looking at Robert Jessop’s naked and very aroused cock .
“Glad you like it, Jillian.”
“I never said that.”
“You didn’t have to, sweetie. I just made the assumption based on the way your eyes are gleaming and you keep licking your lips to catch the drool.”
She jerked her gaze up to his and felt her face heat. He had a point although, “I did not lick my lips.” Perhaps she would have been better off declaring that she hadn’t been drooling. Unfortunately she’d never been very good at lying.
“Metaphorically speaking.” Robert stood, arms akimbo, and grinned at her.
David stepped back and stripped in record time. His skin tone looked a shade darker than his brother’s, but he seemed just as buff, as if he, too, had spent a life dedicated to physical activity.
David Jessop appeared to be as well endowed, and as aroused, as his brother.
His cock nearly reached his belly button, and Jillian wondered for one moment what the hell they put in the water in this town to grow them that big.
“I’ll bring her, you start the shower.” Robert stepped forward and once more picked her up in his arms. The total shock of flesh on flesh exploded in her senses. Jillian realized that she’d sat, totally naked, and waited patiently for these two hunky doctors to get naked, too.
“You just think you can take over, strip me, and then carry me naked into the shower?”
“Yes. Now wrap your legs around me, sweetie.”
Jillian wanted to kick herself when she immediately did as he asked. He must have seen something in her eyes, because his expression turned tender.
“We’re not going to have sex with you, Jillian. We’re just going to take care of you. That’s all that’s on the agenda for today.”
He stepped into the shower enclosure with her. The fixture looked big enough to hold a couple of more people, over and above the three of them.
The water felt very warm, and drenched her, it seemed, from every direction and level. Robert moved so she wasn’t getting sprayed in
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