Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 35154 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35154 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
I blushed again, shaking the filthy thoughts from my head as I hugged myself closer. I squeezed my legs together, biting my lip as I darted my eyes between them.
“I— I think I should go.”
“Don’t go because of us,” the first man shrugged. His hands moved to his belt, I swallowed the heat that bloomed into my face.
“Besides, it’s a great day for skinny dipping. We’ll join you.”
I gasped again, blinking quickly as the two single sexiest men I’d ever seen stood shirtless above me on the rock, pulling the belts of their jeans open.
“It’s— it’s cold,” I mumbled lamely, trying and completely failing not to stare at them as they pushed their jeans down over muscled legs. Something hot sparked inside of me at the sight of both of them standing there in their boxer-briefs — tight and stretched across two big, thick looking bulges.
…Something warm teased between my legs that I was powerless to stop.
“We’re used to the cold,” the second man purred as he slid his thumb into the waist of his underwear. I gasped quietly, my eyes locked onto him.
Okay, this was insane. Insane like I should have just jumped out of the water and clothes or not, run as fast as I could back down the mountain to my car and gotten the hell out of there. I mean, these were two complete freaking strangers, and I was alone and naked right in front of them.
But then, I wasn’t scared. I was excited. There wasn’t evil or anything sinister in their eyes — nothing like that. They didn’t want to hurt me, I could see that. They might’ve wanted to devour me whole, which I could also see in their eyes, but not cause me harm.
“I mean it’s really cold,” I mumbled lamely, like some last ditch effort to convince myself not to go swimming naked with two gorgeous strangers.
The first man arched a brow, a slight grin on his face as his eyes caught mine.
“Are you cold?”
“Maybe a little,” I said quietly.
“Maybe we should warm you up then.”
The two of them started to push their underwear off, and like a complete wimp, I gasped and quickly looked away. I could hear the two of them chuckle, and my face went bright red before I heard two splashes of them jumping in behind me.
“Fuck, that is pretty fucking cold.”
I couldn’t help but snort out a laugh as I glanced back to see the two of them standing in the waist-deep water next to the rock overhang. Their muscles clenched and rippled as they tensed up, slowly getting used to the chilly water. I swallowed again, my eyes tracing down their gorgeous bodies — over grooved muscles and chiseled abs, down lower, until my eyes were peering through the rippling water, as if I could just make out—
“Want a closer peek?”
I blushed furiously, as I yanked my head back up to look them both in the eyes.
“No, thank you.”
The two of them chuckled, grinning at me before one glanced back at the rock and nodded at the flask of whiskey.
“That your secret sauce for keeping warm?”
I bit my lip, grinning a little. “Maybe.”
“Mind if we snag some?”
I nodded, trying to wrap my head around what the hell I was doing. Here I was, naked, in the middle of nowhere, with two absolutely gorgeous men — also naked. And now I was going to add alcohol to that mix.
…What the hell was I thinking?
The first one took a swig before passing it to the second man who did the same. He turned, his eyes flickering fire as he handed it out to me. I hesitated for one last second, eyeing the two of them and looking for some sign in their eyes that they were here to murder or dismember me. But slowly, I nodded.
“Thanks,” I said quietly.
He stepped closer to me, and I did the same towards him, still crouched down in the water to cover myself as I reached out and took the flask from him. The whiskey burned, and also soothed my nerves a little, giving me the liquid courage I very desperately needed.
“Now, is it the whiskey that was keeping you warm?” The second one grinned. “Or was it the playing with your pussy that was doing it?”
My jaw dropped and my face went red all over again.
“I told you, I wasn’t—”
“Yes, you were,” he growled, moving a little closer to me. “And the thing is, beautiful, I liked watching you run your fingers over that sweet little pussy. I liked watching that tight little body arch and hearing you moan as you played with yourself.”
My jaw dropped as I stared at him.
“Has anyone ever told you that you have a filthy mouth?”
“All the time,” he shrugged. “But I somehow doubt enough people have told you how fucking gorgeous you look when someone does talk to you like this,” he growled, moving even closer and making me shiver. “How your eyes spark, and how your cheeks flush.”