My eyes roll back, the sensations so overwhelming I don’t even know where to begin. I suck hard on his finger, loving the toughness of his skin as he stretches and fills me to the brim.
I lift myself up and feel the water sloshing around us. Then I ram down home, causing stars to burst across my field of vision.
“Attagirl,” Oscar growls as he watches me reach the pinnacle.
“I was right… This… This is heaven.” I ride him hard, creating waves that circle the pool. I’m ascending to pure bliss, pushing myself harder and faster than I ever thought possible. Oscar slips his finger free of my lips and kisses me. It’s hard to breathe, pumping against his crotch while letting his tongue gently explore mine.
My body prepares for an explosive orgasm. The sights and sounds are so raw, the entire world feels like it’s dripping with passion. But just as I reach that perfect state, Oscar takes me by the hips and lifts me off his lap.
“Baby, no…” I feel feral, my body aching for him. I exhale in frustration but Oscar isn’t finished.
“I’m not done with you yet.”
He slides out from under me, the water offering him smooth passage. He glides behind me, clasping my hips and planting my knees on the bench.
The welcome pressure of his hard cock infiltrates me from behind. The connection is instant, savage. My knees shake as a climax overtakes me. I hold on to the rim of the tub, the water splashing back and forth as he moves. I hear myself cry out, and it’s a primal sound. It doesn’t take Oscar long to pound to the finish.
“No, Kay,” he groans in my ear with his final thrust. “YOU are heaven…”
He pulls me onto his lap and there’s a moment of calm before the next storm. Slowly, I cup his masculine jaw, guiding his lips toward mine. We kiss in that lazy, postcoital way that would signal the end of the night—if it were only me and Oscar.
But Alex and Kellan are still watching, waiting, and I’ve yet to have my fill of them. I linger in Oscar’s lap, relaxing against his broad chest for only a moment, as I feel heat spreading through the back of my neck. Cracking my eyes open, I see both Alex and Kellan moving toward me.
Like panthers on the prowl.
“Our turn, darling,” Alex says with a devilish smile.
“Took you long enough,” I quip, my lips curling to mirror his.
Kellan takes me by one hand and Alex takes the other. They lift me gently off of their brother and guide me over to the other side of the jacuzzi. The water makes me buoyant, and I’m in such a euphoric headspace, it feels like I’m flying.
“We’d like to try something,” Kellan whispers in my ear.
I look at Alex, and he smiles at me, gathering my knees into his lap. I’m lying crossways on the bench, my head propped up on Kellan’s shoulder, my legs stretched across Alex. I’m not sure what he has in mind, but I’m dying to find out.
“What is it?” I ask, hoping it will be something I can accommodate.
“How would you feel about making love to both of us at the same time?” Kellan asks.
“Now, I’m just dying to find out what that’s like…” I reply, doing the math to figure out the exact positions we would all need to be in.
Kellan nips at my ear. “You can always stop if it’s too much.”
He draws one of my arms out from beneath the water and begins kissing it. Starting at the wrist, he works his way down tomy elbow, until my entire arm is bent over his head. With the other hand, he runs his fingertips down the side of my rib cage, making me shiver even though the tub is so hot.
“Okay,” I manage, because I can’t form a coherent sentence. I want to tell him that I trust him, but I’m no good with words at the moment. I close my eyes, opening myself to a night that keeps getting better and better.
I lean back against Kellan, and Alex swims out of his seat beneath me.
“Good, because I’ve wanted to do this for a while…” He pivots gently, coming back on top. He kisses me firmly, pressing my head back onto Kellan’s shoulder. Now I’m wedged between the two of them, and they’re all hands, all over my body.
Kellan guides my hand to his lips to suck on my finger. I feel the heat of his mouth close around the knuckle and the tickle of his tongue as it swirls around my digit. One hand, either his or his brother’s, slides up and grabs my breast, squeezing hard until I whimper with delight.
Alex closes his lips and stops kissing me, but the moment he moves aside, Kellan guides my mouth to his. I taste the whiskey on Kellan’s tongue, while Alex lifts my breasts above the water. I feel a soft tongue on my right nipple and the rough pad of a thumb on my left.
“You make my head spin, woman,” Alex says before taking my nipple back into his mouth.
“And you make me so fucking wet I ache to feel you inside me,” I gasp, my breathing hitching as I try to keep up with the avalanche of touch, taste, and heat.