I filled my hands with shower gel and soaped up Cillian. Finn did the same to me, and the sweet tropical scent of coconut bloomed through the space.
When we’d rinsed off, Finn slipped his fingers to my pussy. “Let’s take this to the bedroom. I want to play.”
“I like the sound of that.”
“I’ll just see to this.” Cillian pointed at the cut under his eye. The white strips holding his wound together were peeling off.
“Want me to do it?” I asked.
“No.” He grinned. “I’m a big boy, but you know that.”
Giggling, I stepped out, and Finn wrapped a towel around my body, pulling me close and rubbing my shoulders. Like his brother he was fully erect, and I was becoming impatient to get my hands on his cock.
He chuckled as if reading my mind. “Come on, this way.” He took me to the bedroom and sat me on the end of the bed. Then he reached for the full-length mirror I had standing on the opposite side of the room, set against the wall. He leaned it opposite me, so I could see myself, then came behind me on the bed, legs around my hips and his chest to my back.
“I want you to see how beautiful you are,” he whispered, “see how we see you.” He released the towel and exposed my heavy breasts and pale curves. “I adore every inch of you.” He cupped my breasts and flicked my nipples. “You are beyond perfect, never change.”
I watched his movements while sensations ripped through me. He touched me with such reverence, such adoration that I truly believed I’d let him do anything to me.
“I found this.” He held up my small silver vibrator. “In your drawer.”
“Nosing around, huh?” I swallowed, and my clit pulsed. The little toy was powerful and didn’t fail to produce a clitoral orgasm.
“I want to know everything about you, every tiny detail.” He flicked the vibe on and trailed it from my throat to my sternum. “What’s in your drawers, your heart, what all of your kinks are, some we know, some we don’t…yet.”
I trembled and dug my toes into the carpet. I wasn’t too sure what all my kinks were either, but if two people could help me discover them it was Finn and Cillian.
“We’re gonna make it so good for you,” he murmured. “Open your legs for me.”
I hesitated and stared at the reflection of my patch of pubic hair.
“Rebecca, do it,” he said sternly into my ear. “I want to see all of you.”
I obeyed and spread my legs, wide, exposing the soft dark folds of my pussy.
“You’re gonna come within the next few minutes, so get ready for it.” He sent the vibe lower and dipped it into my navel. “And you’re going to watch yourself come so you see what we see.”
He dipped the vibe to my clit and held it there.
“Oh!” I gasped and leaned back against him, curled my fingers into the sheets as my whole body tensed. “Yes, just there.”
“I know where your hot spots are.”
He certainly did. He was rolling the vibrator over my sensitive little clit, and it was swelling and pulsing, the pressure growing with breathtaking speed.
My breaths came short and shallow, my breasts hitching and the flesh wobbling. I looked at his face etched in concentration with his study of me.
“It’s nearly…damn that thing…is wicked.” I canted my hips to get more.
He gave it, and I held my breath as I spiraled into a swift orgasm that blasted through me.
I cried out and closed my eyes.
“No,” he growled, “keep your eyes open, watch yourself. Do it.”
I struggled to obey. I was shaking and throbbing through my climax. But then I did see what he saw. The skin on my chest and neck flushing deep red, my spread pussy glistening, and my mouth a perfect ‘O’ of ecstasy.
“So fucking beautiful,” he said and slid the vibe to my entrance to circle it there. It wasn’t big enough for me to enjoy penetration from it, but the vibrations were delicious as my pleasure abated.