Page 13 of Indecent Obsession
He pumps into me a final time. My body crests another wave and I’m falling as I shatter around him again. When his roar echoes off the walls, satisfaction wells within me. He holds me safe in his arms as we come down.
Our breathing slows again.
He moves forward in the tub with me and, with one arm wrapped around me, stands with his still-hard cock buried inside me.
“Shower,” he murmurs into my hair as he walks over and turns on the water. I rest my head against his chest. Fuck, I could get used to this.
He checks the temperature and walks us in. The rain showerhead pours water over us. He captures my lips as he holds me effortlessly against him. The fire begins to burn hotter again. And awareness of his body floods mine.
The pulse of his cock inside me. The heat of his chest. His heartbeat quick against mine.
I whimper with need as my hands tangle in his hair. I throw myself into the kiss, into the feel of him against me. A night isn’t enough. A week won’t be enough. A lifetime might not be enough to feel this way.
The door to the shower opens. Hands caress my hips and lips press against my spine.
“Flower.” Finn. A whole new need bursts inside me. Dante lifts me off his cock, leaving me empty, and sets me on my feet.
Finn turns me in his arms and lowers his mouth to mine. After last night, this doesn’t feel odd or awkward. It’s natural for me to go from one guy’s arms to the next.
Dante rubs shampoo into my hair as Finn kisses me, holding me against his naked body. He breaks off the kiss to help me rinse my hair.
His green eyes sparkle down at me, lighting me up inside. “How’s your pussy?”
I glance over my shoulder as Dante rubs conditioner into my hair. His light blue eyes meet mine and my pussy pulses.
“A little sore,” I admit when I turn back to Finn.
He smirks and trails his hand down my stomach. “We must not have done our jobs then, if it’s only a little sore.”
He caresses my clit and I squeeze his shoulders as pleasure sweeps through me.
“How’s your ass?” He dips his fingers inside my pussy.
“Sore.” My lips part on a breath.
He works his fingers in and out, pushing me higher. I rest my head against his shoulder as my hips rock with his rhythm.
“You want me to fuck this pussy?” When Finn adds another finger, thrusting in and out, I cry out as he pushes me over the edge. “Or do you want me to be nice and lick it better for you?”
I’m shaking against him as Dante tips my head back into the spray to rinse the conditioner from my hair. His fingers slide down my neck, leaving a trail of tingles in their wake.
“You should lick it better.” Dante slides his hands down to my waist. “We wouldn’t want her to not be able to walk out of the hotel.”
I bite my lip. Fuck, maybe I want that. To have Finn fuck me so hard, my legs won’t hold me anymore. Finn draws his fingers from my pussy and lowers his gaze to my lips with a mischievous smile.
“Suck them clean, flower.” He holds his fingers in front of my lips and I open for him. Pushing them in deep against my tongue, he watches me suck on them. The taste of me and Dante explodes on my tongue, making me moan.
Finn draws them out and nods to Dante. Suddenly, I’m lifted into the air. Finn grabs beneath my knees and holds them out wide as he grins up at me.
“Fuck,” I whimper. He has me spread open and Dante’s breath is against my spine.
“That will have to wait for later, flower. I’m going to suck now.” His breath caresses my bare pussy before his hot mouth and tongue fall on it.
I can’t stop the noises coming from my mouth as he sucks and licks and nibbles on my clit. He’s twisting me up inside as he devours me, and when he slides a finger into my pussy, I’m lost to the pleasure.
He wrings an orgasm out of me and then another and finally another until I’m a mess in their arms. My body trembles between them as they lower me down. My breathing comes out in pants.
When they begin to wash me, it’s almost too much. I’m sensitive everywhere.
