Andre’s smile was sardonic. “So you really were looking at porn when I came in.”
“On my computer? No. In my head? It’s always there.” He reached out and slipped his fingers into the waistband of Andre’s pants. “And right now I’m thinking you slicked up with soap and tied down to one of those benches sounds way better than sleep or a cup of coffee. You game?”
?
?You asking or telling?”
Jace leaned forward, letting his hand slide lower until he gripped Andre’s already half-hard cock in his hand. He gave it a squeeze, knowing the snap of discomfort would put Andre in the right state of mind. “I’m telling. Lose the pants and go get the water warm.”
Andre’s dark eyes flared in the low morning light. “Yes, sir.”
Jace moved his hand away and brushed his lips over Andre’s. “And thank you.”
“For what?”
“For being so good to both of us. You’re an incredible man, Medina. And whenever the day comes, you’ll be an amazing father, too.”
Andre tipped his face forward, touching his forehead to Jace’s. “And here I just thought you were letting me hang around because I was such a spectacular fuck.”
Jace grinned. “Well, there’s that, too. Prereq for hanging out with me. But seriously, I’m glad that we’re all in this together. Because after reading a few of those websites, I can assure you I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing.”
Andre leaned back and gave Jace’s thigh a squeeze. “We’ve got this, bro. Whatever happens, we’ve got it.”
Jace nodded, and not for the first time, he thanked the universe for blessing him with not just one but two people who filled him up like this, who made everything feel right. He stood and cocked his head toward the hallway. “Get your ass in the shower and wait for me with a blindfold. I’ll be there in a minute.”
Andre headed that way, and Jace went in the other direction toward the bedroom. The hazy morning light was just peeking through the blinds and Evan was curled under the puffy down comforter, dark hair splayed over the pillow, arms hugging a pillow as if she were missing their presence in the bed. He stood in the doorway, watching her for a long moment, his chest swelling with emotion. He could still remember what she’d looked like when he met her as a teenager. She’d been beautiful then, too, but so lost from having lived such a rough life for a young girl. Those blue eyes had held wariness and hurt. Now she’d grown into this strong woman, this stunning creature who made him laugh, made him think, made him love. And on top of all that, she could match him on the freak scale notch for notch, which was quite a feat.
Which was why, despite the early hours, he climbed into bed behind her, curled his arms around her, and whispered, “Good morning, love. I’m about to fuck your boyfriend in the shower if you want to join us.”
She murmured softly and stirred. “Mmm, am I having that hot dream again about guys playing Drop the Soap in the communal showers?”
He huffed a quiet laugh against the curve of her neck. “Dirty girl. Sorry to wake you so early. But you said last night you wanted to watch. Or you could join in.”
She nestled into him, rubbing her ass against his erection. “Is it weird that I have a fantasy about being a fly on the wall instead of a participant?”
“Not at all. I don’t even have to tell Andre that you’re there. He’ll be blindfolded.”
She groaned. “You guys are getting really good at the wake-up call. Normally nothing could get me out of bed this early, but you’re pushing my buttons, Jace Austin.”
He gave her neck a soft bite. “Give me five minutes, gorgeous, then you can sneak in. I’ll leave a robe for you hanging on the door.”
***
Evan rolled out of bed after Jace slipped out and was happy to have no nausea greet her. The room was chilly, and the oversized T-shirt she’d slept in didn’t offer much protection, but her body was already warming from the inside out at the thought of what she was heading into. Last night it had almost killed her to call off early, knowing what she could miss, but she should’ve known the guys weren’t going to let her go to bed alone. Instead, they were offering her the chance now that she’d had a good night’s sleep behind her. Game on.
She hurried to the en suite bathroom to take care of the necessities, then slipped out of her T-shirt and pulled on the robe Jace had left for her. The cabin was heavy with quiet, the snow falling again outside, but in the distance she could hear the hiss of the steam and water. She followed it like a Pied Piper’s tune, and when she reached the shower room, opened the door just a bit to make sure Jace was ready for her.
It took a second for her to see through the steam, but when the view cleared, the two guys were only a few feet from her, standing naked under the streams of water. Jace had already fixed a blindfold over Andre’s eyes and both were sudsing up their hands. Evan slipped inside the first door and closed it behind her before opening the glass door that led to the main shower area. Jace caught sight of her and sent her a devil-on-a-mission smile.
She couldn’t remember him ever looking more tempting—water cascading over his lean body, blond hair slicked back, and male arousal in all its glory. And he was soaping up his hands to no doubt run them all over the equally gorgeous man standing next to him. Hello and good morning to her.
He nodded at the bench that was set away from the water spray, the part she assumed had been intended for use as a sauna, and indicated she should sit there for her fly-on-the-wall experience. The steam felt luxurious against her as she moved through it and inhaled the clean scent of the soap. Everything took on a dreamlike quality. The warmth, the mist, the early morning rays peeking through the skylights, and the two naked men who were only few steps away from her. Hmm, maybe she hadn’t woken up yet and was having some hot dream.
Andre rubbed the bar of soap over himself, the shiny, fat bubbles sliding down his chest and tracking lower along the ripples of his abs. He was going about it as if he were alone in the shower, getting ready for the day. Maybe those had been his instructions and they were in some sort of role-play.
Jace circled Andre and then stopped behind him. He put his hands on Andre’s waist and pressed himself along Andre’s back, rubbing his cock along Andre’s ass. “Gonna get me clean, too?”
“Get your hands off me, man,” Andre said, jerking free and turning around. “That’s not my thing.”