Total pages in book: 170
Estimated words: 168980 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 845(@200wpm)___ 676(@250wpm)___ 563(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 168980 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 845(@200wpm)___ 676(@250wpm)___ 563(@300wpm)
With them.
What am I doing?
What am I doing?
Like it’s the most natural thing in the world, I just move towards them. Jumping off the sink counter, I strip to nothing, and I take confident strides towards the shower. With each step, pain lessens. Weight lifts off me. Until the glass door swings open without me even touching it.
Until I’m inside the rainfall with them.
Until I’m home.
Hands roam. Mine along Sulli, hers along me and him, and we’re huddled together. Close underneath the warmth of the water.
I knead my fingers through Sulli’s hair. Shampoo foaming as I scrub. She faces Banks while he lathers her toned body with soap, but she tilts her head back a little. Just to smile up at me. “You better be fucking careful, Kits—a girl could get used to this.”
“A guy already is,” I whisper. Whatever tomorrow brings, I’ll handle later—right now, I have to be here. I want to be here.
I can’t just walk away again.
I can’t.
“Two guys already are,” Banks rephrases.
We all share a smile, and I wash Sulli’s hair while she nearly melts against my shoulder, eyes shut in ecstasy.
She reaches back, holding onto my neck. Banks pries off a hand wand and rinses off the soap suds along her arms and chest. He teases the water against her pussy, and she squirms against me, arching her hips.
My muscles contract. Heat brewing.
Her eyes snap open, longing pooled in them. After I rinse out her shampoo, she runs a washcloth along my abs, along his abs. Like she’s wiping a window clean.
Our breaths go shallow. Banks and I wash our own hair, and she watches as our fingers brush back and forth along our heads. She zones in on my biceps that flex a little.
I smile more. “You like what you see, string bean?”
She collects her hair on her bare shoulder. “Is that even a fucking question? You both could sizzle the ground you walk on.”
“The earth isn’t burning beneath my feet,” Banks says, wiping water out of his eyes.
I playfully check beneath my soles. “Shit, mine are on fire. I must be hotter than Banks.”
He chucks a washcloth at me. I duck, and Sulli slugs my arm. I was waiting for the curse word penalty. Honestly, I just wanted to feel her skin against my skin.
I’m smiling as I steal the hand wand and squirt Sulli’s face.
“Kits!” she laughs before collecting water in her mouth. She spits out a fountain-like stream at me.
We’re all laughing.
Soap and washed-off flour swirl down into the drain. Clean. We’re clean. This can’t be the end, but Sulli is reaching for the faucet. Shower shuts off.
I push back my wet hair, droplets streaming down my jaw and abs. Banks rakes a hand through his wet strands, and while Sulli stands naked between our bare bodies—an aching, sweltering tension stretches. Pulses inside my veins, inside my core.
Sulli glances from him, to me. From him to me. I watch beads of water rolling along her tits, down her abs, down the long length of her legs and unshaven pussy. My brain is yelling at me to pick her up. To run my hands along the curve of her body—to fill her entirely, until tears squeeze out of her eyes and she cries into the highest damn peak.
Yeah.
I want Sulli.
I need Sulli.
Her body shifts under the heat of my gaze.
“You like what you see, Kits?” Her raspy voice squeezes my cock.
I smile, pushing my hair back again. “Yeah, Lady Meadows, you’re a total babe who’s lit more than just the ground on fire.” I’m burning up.
Her lips lift, and once she glances back at Banks, he flexes in arousal.
Sulli chews the corner of her lip and stares at my dick. His dick. Her eyes, though—her eyes are a hand wrapped around my length. Desire pummels. My jaw clenches. Shit. I harden even more.
She sees.
I’m not the only one who wants inside her.
Banks grows too.
And then she drops to her knees.
“Sulli,” I breathe out.
Steam and heat billow around us.
“I want to, Kits.” Confidence encases every syllable. She’s taken me in her mouth before. But not Banks.
We move in closer to Sulli and look down at the athletic, competitive American princess.
I don’t fight this. If I could spend eternity inside these moments with Sulli and Banks, I would. Not just for sex. It’s everything. The calm, the laughter, the peace, the levity, the attraction and heat.
The love.
Unrivaled love that I can’t find anywhere else—so am I even surprised that I’m magnetized to these emotions, to them?
Maybe I should be stronger and pull away. But I can’t.
I just know today.
Right now.
Here.
Where I’m happiest.
I nod Sulli on.
Desire and a smile in her eyes, she wraps her hands around his cock, then my cock.
Banks lets out a low groan, and I suck in a tight breath. I rest a hand on my head, then my other palm on her wet hair.