words.
Heath groaned at the image, but Colt merely laughed before bending down and throwing a squealing Kylie over his shoulder. “Bathroom, now.”
No sooner had they reached the room than Colt had her T-shirt over her head and discarded on the floor. He and Heath quickly stripped out of their sweats, standing before her in all their naked glory.
“Mmm. As I recall, you agreed to do anything and everything I asked, isn’t that right?”
Colt narrowed his eyes at her question, obviously seeing the flaw in their earlier promise. “Anything with you. I’m not touching Heath.”
She laughed at his comment. “Why on earth would I want your hands on Heath when they could be touching me? Although, now that I think about it, the idea of the two of you—”
“Forget it,” Heath barked as he turned on the water.
“What did you have in mind, darlin’?”
“I want to give both of you a blow job…at the same time.”
Colt seemed to consider her request, realizing the close proximity he and Heath would have to maintain for that to happen. “That seems do-able. What do you think, Heath?”
“Hell yeah. Come here, Red. Let’s get that toy out of you first.”
She gasped at the feeling of Heath sliding the butt plug out of her oh-so-slowly and shuddered at the sudden emptiness. Fortunately, she didn’t have long to miss it. Colt followed her into the shower and, using some shower gel from the shelf, reached around her to work the lather into her breasts. Over and over, he rubbed the bubbles around her hard nipples, coating them with the masculine-smelling soap. It was Heath’s scent that tantalized her, birchwood and lemon balm.
Heath directed one of the showerheads at her and his hands joined Colt’s in rinsing the soap off her. As the suds trailed down her belly, Heath gathered some up and rubbed them into her pussy. He scrubbed the hair covering her mons.
“I’d love to shave this hair off you,” he murmured against her lips as he kissed her.
“God, yes.” Colt seemed to share Heath’s desire. “Think about it, darlin’, nothing between you and our lips.”
“Our fingers,” Heath added.
“Our cocks.” Colt dragged his hands down from her breasts and lightly rubbed her belly.
“Do it,” she whispered, entranced by their words, hands and lips which seemed to be setting her on fire everywhere. The water suddenly seemed too hot for her scalded skin and she started to ask Heath to cool it off. Before she could make the request, Colt’s arms enveloped her whole upper body, arms and all in a tight embrace. She felt something sharp at her pussy and looked down, shocked to see Heath on his knees before her with a razor in his hands.
“Hold still.” Colt issued the warning in her ear and the two of them watched in silence as Heath carefully shaved her.
“That looks so hot, darlin’.” Colt released her when Heath finished and rose and both men dragged their fingers over the too-sensitive flesh.
“Oh my God,” she cried, pleasure crashing through her. “That feels so good.”
Colt chuckled and turned her head to face him, kissing her hard and long. She was amazed by the sheer power in the kiss. Both Heath and Colt were masters and she wondered how she would ever be able to settle for the lukewarm kisses of other men after the scorching possession with which these two men had marked her with their lips.
She forced Colt to release her, remembering her earlier request. Both of them had offered her so much this weekend and she was anxious to give something back.
She slowly drifted down their bodies, pulling her hands along their chests until she reached her knees. Heath, sensing her direction, changed the flow of water from the showerheads so that it hit both men on their lower hips. She smiled at his ingenuity. It kept the water out of her face, but managed to provide plenty of moisture for her to use her hand on one man while sucking on the other.
“Kylie.” Colt’s voice rumbled over
Heath groaned at the image, but Colt merely laughed before bending down and throwing a squealing Kylie over his shoulder. “Bathroom, now.”
No sooner had they reached the room than Colt had her T-shirt over her head and discarded on the floor. He and Heath quickly stripped out of their sweats, standing before her in all their naked glory.
“Mmm. As I recall, you agreed to do anything and everything I asked, isn’t that right?”
Colt narrowed his eyes at her question, obviously seeing the flaw in their earlier promise. “Anything with you. I’m not touching Heath.”
She laughed at his comment. “Why on earth would I want your hands on Heath when they could be touching me? Although, now that I think about it, the idea of the two of you—”
“Forget it,” Heath barked as he turned on the water.
“What did you have in mind, darlin’?”
“I want to give both of you a blow job…at the same time.”
Colt seemed to consider her request, realizing the close proximity he and Heath would have to maintain for that to happen. “That seems do-able. What do you think, Heath?”
“Hell yeah. Come here, Red. Let’s get that toy out of you first.”
She gasped at the feeling of Heath sliding the butt plug out of her oh-so-slowly and shuddered at the sudden emptiness. Fortunately, she didn’t have long to miss it. Colt followed her into the shower and, using some shower gel from the shelf, reached around her to work the lather into her breasts. Over and over, he rubbed the bubbles around her hard nipples, coating them with the masculine-smelling soap. It was Heath’s scent that tantalized her, birchwood and lemon balm.
Heath directed one of the showerheads at her and his hands joined Colt’s in rinsing the soap off her. As the suds trailed down her belly, Heath gathered some up and rubbed them into her pussy. He scrubbed the hair covering her mons.
“I’d love to shave this hair off you,” he murmured against her lips as he kissed her.
“God, yes.” Colt seemed to share Heath’s desire. “Think about it, darlin’, nothing between you and our lips.”
“Our fingers,” Heath added.
“Our cocks.” Colt dragged his hands down from her breasts and lightly rubbed her belly.
“Do it,” she whispered, entranced by their words, hands and lips which seemed to be setting her on fire everywhere. The water suddenly seemed too hot for her scalded skin and she started to ask Heath to cool it off. Before she could make the request, Colt’s arms enveloped her whole upper body, arms and all in a tight embrace. She felt something sharp at her pussy and looked down, shocked to see Heath on his knees before her with a razor in his hands.
“Hold still.” Colt issued the warning in her ear and the two of them watched in silence as Heath carefully shaved her.
“That looks so hot, darlin’.” Colt released her when Heath finished and rose and both men dragged their fingers over the too-sensitive flesh.
“Oh my God,” she cried, pleasure crashing through her. “That feels so good.”
Colt chuckled and turned her head to face him, kissing her hard and long. She was amazed by the sheer power in the kiss. Both Heath and Colt were masters and she wondered how she would ever be able to settle for the lukewarm kisses of other men after the scorching possession with which these two men had marked her with their lips.
She forced Colt to release her, remembering her earlier request. Both of them had offered her so much this weekend and she was anxious to give something back.
She slowly drifted down their bodies, pulling her hands along their chests until she reached her knees. Heath, sensing her direction, changed the flow of water from the showerheads so that it hit both men on their lower hips. She smiled at his ingenuity. It kept the water out of her face, but managed to provide plenty of moisture for her to use her hand on one man while sucking on the other.
“Kylie.” Colt’s voice rumbled over
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