No matter how hot I make the water, how hard I scrub, or how many times I shampoo my hair, the smell of smoke lingers on my skin. I ignore it. Stepping out of the shower, I wrap a towel around myself and head to my bedroom.
I’m surprised to see my knights in shining armor stand before me with nothing on but devilish smiles. Before any of us can think, my towel falls to the floor and I lay between them on my bed, completely naked.
Luke straddles me, cupping my face and pressing his body heat against mine. My tongue is as needy as his cock, both craving entrance into each other. Little did I know, Isaac is right behind Luke, grabbing at his hips and teasing himself against Luke’s entrance.
When Luke pauses between us, he adjusts upright, bringing me with him.
“Isaac and I were wondering…”
“What?”
A white, satin rope cord hangs from Isaacs hand behind Luke.
“We thought that maybe you’d like to associate being tied up with… something better?”
I click my wrists together, biting my lip so hard it might bleed. This rope is nothing like the last. It’s beautiful and ivory. It’s delicate, soft, and erotic. Now, I’m helpless to these men. They can use me however they like, and I want them to take full advantage of that.
Luke continues planting hungry kisses on my lips as Isaac moves behind me, kissing my neck and teasing a digit at my rear. My hips roll and I can feel their hardness from every angle.
Isaac wraps a strong arm around my middle, pulling me back with something between a yelp and a giggle. I’m on top of him with my back down, laying on him as if his chest and abs are the bed I sleep on every night. His mouth is tucked by my ear, releasing growls that give me gooseflesh.
My legs are spread wide in front of Luke and the dirty smirk he’s wearing. He’s pressing hot kisses down my breasts and across my ribs and abdomen. He quickly moves lower.
“Mm,” he moans.
Pleasure overwhelms me as Isaac, guided by Luke, enters me while Luke connects his soft lips to my clitoris. I become keenly aware of my body. The friction on the inside, the heat on the outside, and the soft satin rope binding my wrists.
Luke’s tongue is smooth, flicking and spinning hot circles around me.
“I’m so close,” I moan.
I suddenly feel Luke hover above me, holding my legs open. Isaac’s grip is firm around my middle, holding me in place as the brunette pushes his thickness inside my other entrance.
“Doesn’t he feel good?”
Isaac’s growls send me to another world as Luke’s hips roll and push and thrust, shooting pleasure in and out of me from both angles. The two men sweat and groan and hiss and growl.
My orgasm takes over and I have no choice but to release it.
“Yes!”
My body quivers through the immense pleasure and one by one, the men erupt all over me. Breathless, we collapse in a tangled, sweaty heap.
“We’re glad you’re okay.”