Wow.She’d never seen anything quite so hot. She wanted to see more but also wanted in on it.
When they finally broke the kiss, both men were panting and staring into each other’s eyes.
Nowthatmight be even hotter than the kiss. Desire was apparent in their eyes as both sets lowered toward her in the tub.
Her nipples were so tight, they ached. Her pussy was getting wet, and it wasn’t from the bath water. “Should I get out?”
“Not yet,” Dylan’s voice was thicker than normal.
“But you two are out there and I’m in here. Unfortunately, the tub isn’t big enough for the three of us.”
“Tonight, we want this to be all about you. We want to take care of you.”
“I’m not here to have sex?” she asked Dylan.
Once the men stepped apart, he responded with, “Neither of us said that.”
“Good, because after seeing that kiss, I’m ready.”
“You’re going to have to have some patience,” Ford informed her, then followed with, “So are we.”
Chapter Twenty
After shutting off the jets,Dylan took one hand and Ford the other, helping her out of the tub. As soon as she was on her feet, naked and dripping wet before them, Dylan went over to the enormous shower and turned it on. Unlike the tub, itwasbig enough for the three of them, with room to spare.
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 variousshower 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.