“You never need to hide your body from me,” he said. “I like looking at you.” He stroked her arm. His fingertips ran up and down her arm. Her pussy tightened from the small contact. “I’ve wanted to do this for weeks. Having you in my arms, Leah, and then not being able to touch you was a nightmare. I’ve waited years to be with you.”
Chase leaned down and kissed her lips.
“I feel like I’m dreaming,” she said, pressing her head against his.
“You’re not dreaming. Watch.” He pinched her nipple, making her squeak. A wave of heat pulsed at the apex of her thighs, cutting off her protest. “See, you’re awake.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck pressing her body against him. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
His hold tightened around her. She felt the thick length of his cock press against her stomach. Leah pulled away and stared down at his length. He was long, and the width of him was impressive. She’d never seen anything so beautiful in all of her life.
“You’re big.”
He chuckled, and red stained his cheeks. “You didn’t complain.”
She frowned trying to remember what happened that Friday. He pressed a thumb between her brows. “Don’t over-think it. You’ll remember.”
“What if I don’t?”
“Then Chase and I have something to use against you,” Mitch said, climbing into the shower and moving in front of her.
“I never knew this shower fit three people.”
Mitch smiled down at her. “It probably won’t be the best fit, but like everything else, we’ll make it work, Leah.” He leaned down kissing her.
Leah knew he was referring to more than the shower. “You’ve told your parents.”
He nodded his head.
“I thought we were supposed to tell them together.”
Mitch stroked her cheek, pushing the hair off her face. She stood between two, hard muscled chests, and she was struggling to concentrate. They were touching or stroking her body, awakening her lust for them. “My dad can prepare your parents. I trust him, Leah. He’d want to know the truth.”
She wanted to argue. Chase chose that moment to cup her breasts, thumbing her nipples. She cried out as the pleasure shot straight through her body. Mitch went to his knees in front of her. His tongue peeked out, and he licked her nipples. Her legs were like jelly.
“I’ve got you, baby. Watch him suck you,” Chase whispered against her ear.
Leah stared at Mitch seeing the fire dance within his eyes. She’d never seen him so consumed. It was like a mask was being pulled off, and she saw the hidden passions underneath.
“I think we should show her what she missed that Friday,” Mitch said. “I love your tits.” He pushed Chase’s hands away, cupping her flesh in his own. He nibbled on her buds taking his time to love her body. Chase held her close with one hand banded around her waist.
She didn’t know how she was going to keep her senses.
“I think she wants it.” Chase ran his free hand down her body to her stomach and stopping just above the fine hairs of her pussy. His fingers teased the hair tempting her with what he could do to her body.
“Show me. Take me.” She spoke the words she’d been longing to say. Chase fingered her slit stopping any words from leaving her lips.
Mitch and Chase together were an unstoppable force.
“We’re going to get you washed first, and then we’ll show you what you’ve forgotten,” Mitch said, standing up in front of her. He touched her head and caressed her temple. “It’s all in here. You’ll remember when you’re ready.”
He handed Chase the soap.
They touched her body soaping every inch of it. She’d never felt so on edge. They touched her all over, working her to their will. She didn’t know whether to close or open her eyes. Mitch and Chase were masters in pleasure, and she was merely an object for them to play with.
Mitch washed her hair as Chase knelt before her cleaning her feet and the insides of her legs. Their delicate touch meant the world to her. They were showing her with actions how much they cared about her.