by April Zyon
“Oh I like how that sounds. I love pushing buttons.” So they had found the last time they all had been in the shower together. “I think that we should get our shower done and get into bed after you have both dried me very, very well. Then you can check me out for bug bites.”
“And I will, diligently,” he nodded. Scooping her up he tossed her over his shoulder and headed for the stairs. “Meet us up there,” he called out.
“I’ll be right on your heels,” Carver said. She could see his feet moving out of view and then the sound of doors opening and closing.
“We’ll have the shower ready for him when he joins us.” A small smack to her bottom and then Tremayne’s fingers were sliding up her thigh to her bare pussy. “You’re still wet,” he commented pushing a finger in to stroke her as he walked.
“Well of course I am still wet. Can you blame me? I just had mind blowing sex with one of the two men that I love with all of my heart. How could I not still be wet?” She asked quietly. “Besides, now I have you with your hands on me. So hell yeah I’m wet.”
His laughter made her bounce a little on his shoulder. “I guess you have a point there. A very valid and excellent point,” he said pressing a second finger into her pussy. In the bathroom, which she knew they reached because the flooring was that wonderful heated tile, he flipped her upright. With his fingers still buried deep he slid her slowly down his body.
Jett was moaning loudly and kept her hands on his shoulders. “Don’t stop.” She undulated against him. She pushed back against him harder and again. “That feels so very, very good. Don’t stop.” She moaned. “I love the way it feels when you do that.”
Her ass hit the edge of the vanity, his fingers driving in deeper. “You are the most sensual woman I’ve ever known. No reservations, you know what you want and you have no fear in demanding it. Sexy as hell,” he growled next to her ear.
“Never any reservations.” She moaned. “Never because we are now and forever to be a forever team.” She shuddered. “The three of us. We have our forever stretching before us now.” Jett said with a smile. “God I love you.”
“And I you,” he said pressing a kiss to her lips, hard and fast. Then he curled his fingers and pressed his thumb to her clit, rubbing at the tight nub hard and fast. “Come for me, baby. Right here, right now, cum all over my fingers.”
She moved on him over and over again. She moved with him, on him. This was necessary, very, very necessary. It only took her a couple of minutes before she was screaming and came hard. She screamed as she orgasmed. Her pussy clenching around his fingers tightly.
“Perfect,” he said softly. Brushing another finger to her lips he pulled back with a smile. “You are absolutely gorgeous and perfect in every way.” Another quick kiss and he slid his fingers out of her pulsating pussy. “Come on, sweetheart, it’s time to have a shower. Then we will go and lay in bed and inspect you top to bottom.”
“The shower sounds good and the inspection sounds even better.” She really, really looked forward to having him look her from one side to the other and then Carver doing the same thing. Ah yes, sometimes life was very, very good.
In a quick move he pulled Carver’s shirt off her body followed just as quickly by the dress. Then he stepped back and stripped down. Lifting her into his arms he carried her into the shower and set her down on the bench seat. “Alright, let’s see if I finally have this figured out,” he muttered bending over to look at the control panel.
She watched him fiddling with the controls and laughed. “Oh god, that’s too funny.” She loved watching him try to figure out the controls of the shower because inevitably he messed them up and that made her giggle all the more. “You might want to increase the temperature by another couple degrees.” She teased.
“Uh, right, of course,” he nodded. He was frowning fiercely at the controls and his finger was wandering all the wrong places.
“For the love of the Gods, what the hell are you doing?” Carver demanded. Walking into the room he stepped into the shower and shooed Tremayne away. “The last time you played with these it took me three hours to get them reset.” A few quick touches of the buttons and warm water was flowing from all the shower heads. “It’s not rocket science.”
“Knobs, all you need are knobs, not a control panel to rival NASA,” Tremayne said shaking his head.
Jett laughed, “Oh god that is too freaking funny.” She was giggling like mad. She moved closer to Carver and wrapped her arms around his middle to squeeze him. “God I love the way that you come in and give him heck about that.”
Looping his arm around her shoulders he kissed her lips. “Well, it’s true. The last time you two had a shower and he mucked with them I came in and nearly fried my ass off. Took me a damned long time to figure out what he’d done.”
“I happen to really love your shower. I honestly like to mess with the settings just so that I can hear you grumbling and then coming to spank me for messing with it.” Or something like that. She really loved that thought, a lot. “Now, I really think we all need to get our happy asses up and off of this lovely bench so that we can enjoy our shower. Please?”
“You don’t need to screw with the controls just for a spanking. All you have to do is ask,” he said quietly. Leaning in he bit her lip, harder than normal and tugged lightly. “I’ll gladly spank you just to see you wiggle and hear you moan.”
“Then will you spank me?” Jett asked with a smile. “I really would like you two taking turns spanking me or tying me up or this or that,” she said with a smile. “I really want that.”
“Then we will because it’s what you wish,” Tremayne told her, moving to stand next to her. “But let’s shower, check over your lovely skin and then worry about tying you up and spanking your perky little ass.”
“Sounds good. We will put off the spanking if I have bug bites, though. I don’t want to have my fanny red and deliciously hurting as well as having bug bites to contend with.” She loved the idea of them warming her ass though.
“Good plan,” Carver said. He began to run a bar of soap slowly over her chest, Tremayne’s hands moving in to work the soap into her skin and cleanse her. “One discomfort at a time to contend with is likely more than enough.”
She closed her eyes and leaned back to allow them to take care of her. She sighed a happy sigh and put a hand on the backs of both of their heads. “Gods, I love you. I’m so very happy that you are mine.”
“Forever,” Tremayne said. They both laughed, “And if that didn’t sound like a threat,” he teased, his words trailing off with another chuckle.
“It was definitely a promise,” Carver told her brushing a kiss to her stomach. “One we’ll hold true to for the rest of our days; you are ours to look after and love.”
Jett looked at the men and smiled. “I love the promise of having you both in my life for the rest of forever.” She stroked her fingers over one cheek and then the other. Closing her eyes, she sighed softly and then licked her lips. She was happy. So very happy to have them as hers.
“Forever and ever.”
April Zyon
I am an erotic romance author. I write a little of everything so don't be surprised when my muse comes up with something surprising for us all!
Books by April Zyon
Ares (Gods of Old 1)
A Brush of Her Skin (The Reglashien)