“I like after-breakfast snacks, too,” I sit up and run a hand through his sandy blonde hair, then hop out of bed.
“Hey, where are you going?” he whines.
“Nowhere,” I call over my shoulder and head to the bathroom.
I glance in the mirror and pucker out my lips. I can’t believe I’m staring at this massively toned body in the mirror, and it belongs to me.
“Hey, babe, what do you want us to order for you off the room service menu?” Eric calls out from the partially cracked bathroom door.
“Just some fresh fruit and yogurt is good,” I respond before turning on the sink faucet.
I want to keep this body looking good, so no eggs, sausage, and bacon for me. The way the guys touch me fills my hunger anyway. I only want them.
I glance at the bathroom mirror behind me. A beautiful white ceramic claw foot tub calls to me.
After splashing water on my face and patting it dry with a hand towel, I turn around and walk to the tub. Room service can wait.
“Hey, guys?” I yell from inside the bathroom.
In an instant, their adorable heads come popping through the doorway.
“Yes?” Eric asks with eager curiosity.
I point to the tub and grin with mischief.
“What are you saying?” Chase asks, but he mirrors my grin. He already understands what I’m implying.
“It’s big enough for three people,” I say.
“Are you suggesting we all get in together?” Eric’s eyes widen with desire.
“Mmm-hmm,” I say, nodding seductively as they slowly walk toward me, wild hunger in their eyes.
Chapter 31
Kara
Goddamn. Chase is like really fucking good at holding his breath.
“Is he—oh my god, fuck, yes—is he okay down there?”
I feel Eric shrug from behind me as he teases my nipples between his fingers.
“If you’re worried about him, come faster,” Eric suggests as my breathing becomes even more labored.
“I’m not going to have a choice here in a second,” I gasp.
I’m spread wide open, my sopping wet cunt ripe for the taking. I’m reclining against Eric’s hard, chiseled body in the claw foot tub as my hands slip around, fumbling to hold onto the sides. I’m gripping on for dear life under the intensity of the amazing sensations Chase is creating between my legs right now.
Finally, Chase comes up for air, his eyes gleaming as water drips from his gorgeous face.
I fucking swoon over both of their naked bodies. They’re totally gorgeous, carved with muscles that would rival a Greek god’s.
“Sorry,” Chase gasps. “Had to breathe.”
“You were down there for like, ten minutes, babe,” I say, a little concerned.
“Yeah,” Chase says, running his fingers through his hair. “Well…get ready for ten more.”