Page 10 of Sharing Their Prize

“You were such a good girl for us,” Jacob says in his deep, rumbly voice that sends heat straight to my clit. My already weak legs threaten to buckle when he begins running the soft cloth over my sensitive skin.

Starting at my neck, he works the soft cloth over my shoulders and across my chest. Down my arms to my hands, where he carefully cleans each individual finger. I never thought of my hands as being erogenous, but they tingle with each gentle swipe, circle, and pull.

Dragging the cloth across my chest again, he makes sure to dip down between my breasts. My breath hitches and my nipples tighten, even though he’s not touching them.

“Look how well our girl reacts to us.” Jacob growls as he swipes the cloth under one breast and then the other. He’s purposely keeping away from my aching nipples. “She’s already aching for our touch again.”

I open my mouth to disagree, except it’s true and there is no point in arguing. With each swipe of the soft cloth heat flares between my legs until my pussy is pulsing and needy, begging for some attention.

“Mmm, do you smell how she blooms for us?” Kez inhales deeply with a sigh.

Jacob circles my breasts again, carefully avoiding my stiff nipples. “Do these needy nipples need to be petted too?”

When my legs tremble to the point that my feet slip on the marble, Kez’s arm tightens around me to keep me upright. His ice blue eyes darken along with his frown. “She needs a little more recovery time, Jacob.”

“No,” I whine, even though Kez is right. If it wasn’t for his arms around me, I would have collapsed a while ago.

Jacob rumbles deep in his chest, and his touch turns clinical as he finishes washing me. He’s thorough, but no longer teases me. Even still, when he swipes the cloth between my legs, I can’t hold back my moan. Or stop the way my hips rock into his intimate touch.

“Be still, baby. Let Daddy wash you,” he admonishes me with a cluck of his tongue. And I amnotdisappointed when he finishes without teasing me further. At least, that’s what I tell myself.

Jacob tosses the cloth into the corner and picks up a bottle of shampoo. He pours a generous amount into his palm as Kez turns me so that my front is pressed to his chest and Jacob is standing at my back so he can work the shampoo through my hair.

An unintentional moan slips past my lips as his fingers message my scalp as he lathers my hair into a thick foam.

“Fuck, Sweetheart,” Kez groans. “If you keep doing that, we’re going to be fucking your lush little body again. Is that what you want?”

I shake my head, even as my pussy clenches with another flare of heat.

Behind me, Jacob chuckles. “You’re going to have to be more convincing than that, baby girl.”

My eyes fall shut as Kez’s hands rub circles on my back and Jacob produces a handheld shower wand to rise the soap away before going for the conditioner. As he works the thick cream through my hair, Kez’s cock starts coming back to life. The light circles across my back turn into long strokes. Up and down, alternating light kisses across my shoulders with the slippery slide of his hands that cup and squeeze my ass cheeks. By the time all the conditioner has been rinsed from my hair, my body is pulsing and Kez is rock hard and panting.

Behind us, Jacob clucks his tongue with reproach. “Look what you’ve done, baby girl.”

At first, I’m confused. I haven’t done anything!

He lightly takes hold of my hand and brings it behind me to circle his erection.

Oh!

With his hand guiding mine, he starts a slow stroke, up and down his thickening shaft. Not to be left out, Kez steps back and guides my other hand to his straining cock so that I’m stroking both of them.

“Her hand feels good, yeah?” Jacob rasps to Kez. “You know what would feel even better?”

Kez groans and Jacob places his hands on my shoulders, applying gentle pressure. “On your knees, baby girl.”

With my hands still circling both of their cocks Jacob helps lower me to the hard marble floor.

“Give him some strokes, Ivy,” Jacob whispers. “Get him nice and hard. That’s it.”

Kez’s eyes are closed and he swallows thickly. When his adam’s apple bobs in his throat I can’t help clenching my thighs together.

“Now, open your mouth.” Jacob’s voice is a harsh whisper against the side of my face and a shiver runs down my spine as I do as I’m told.

Kez’s eyes snap open and before I can stop him, he brushes my hand aside. Circling his cock with his long fingers, he grips the base and leans forward until the tip brushes my parted lips. It’s damp with pre-cum and my tongue darts out for a taste.

Salt and musk explode across my tongue, and I hum as I lap up more.

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