pressing her thighs together as the abraders rubbed over her clit and sent sparkles through her veins. She would not come just because of the damn shower gel. That was absurd.
The heat of another body warned her a second before Camden stepped into her cubicle. She snapped her eyes open to look up into his, seeing a heat and need that mirrored her own in the blue depths.
“I know you’re tired.” His voice a low murmur, he crowded her back against the tiled wall. “But you look so fucking hot, I can’t help it. I gotta taste you. I didn’t get the chance before…”
His lips covered hers in a long, slow kiss that fired her blood more than the stimulation from the shower. He nibbled and licked, testing the seam of her lips before she granted him access. His naked body pressed against hers. The long, hard length of his cock rubbed against her belly as he thrust his tongue into her mouth. Explored the softer recesses within until she moaned.
The soft pops and cracks from the next stall were almost lost under the spray of the showers but made sense when Rennick joined them in human form. Camden moved to allow his partner space, turning Wynter away from the wall so that her back rested against Rennick’s broad chest.
His lips descended, marking a trail along the curve of her neck, at the same time his hands closed around her breasts. Rennick’s hands were large and strong, fingertips agile as he rolled her nipples between them. Camden broke away with a gasp, sliding to his knees in front of her right as Rennick pinched.
She whimpered, the sound loud over the surge of the spray as the showers switched to clean water. It felt like thousands of pins hitting her already-sensitive skin. Rennick slid an arm around her waist, half lifting her as Camden stroked his hands up her thighs. Why hadn’t she noticed what big hands he had before?
He parted her legs and looped them over his broad shoulders so that she was caught between the two men. Trapped and subject to whatever they wanted to do to her. She didn’t care, as long as it involved getting one or both cocks inside her. Wriggling, she tried to put space between herself and Rennick to reach around and touch him, stroke that long, thick prick she remembered from the tryst in the shower that she’d spied on, but he stopped her.
“Your turn will come, little one,” he growled by her ear. “Let us do this.”
She didn’t get time to nod assent. Camden’s hot breath washed over her clit a moment before he swept along her pussy lips with his tongue. Like Rennick, he didn’t mess about or tease her. Instead he zeroed in on her clit ruthlessly. His tongue flicked and danced over the tiny bundle of nerves, back and forth. Never slowing or stopping.
Meanwhile Rennick alternated gentle strokes and massages over her tits with hard tweaks and pulls of her nipples that had her gasping, then moaning in pleasure. She closed her eyes, leaning her head back on Rennick’s strong shoulder as the two men wrung pleasure from her. They drove the tension in her frame higher as the fiery ache deep in her cunt intensified.
She needed something, anything, filling her. Right. Now.
Her hips rocked, riding her clit against Camden’s clever tongue, and he chuckled. His hands cupped her ass, fingers curled around onto her hips to stop her moving. A moan of frustration slopped from her lips.
“Easy, sweets. We’re gonna give you what you need,” Rennick muttered by her ear, pausing to nip at the lobe. “You have to do something for us first though. Come for us. Come all over Drew’s tongue and show him how sweet you taste.”
The rough words did it for her again. She cried out as she went over the edge, falling into a pleasure-filled abyss. Camden growled and held on tight, latching onto her clit and suckling her while she came. He drew out her pleasure while she shivered and bucked in their hold.
“Oh God, she tastes fucking great.” Camden moved to stand up, his hands hooked
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