“Always,” she purred.
“What did you two do today?” I directed the question to Ali, but my eyes were on Kace’s as he smiled, waiting for her answer.
“We discussed your Christmas present.” That was an unexpected answer, so I paused all of my movements as I thought about what she said. “It’s our first Christmas together, but I’m not really sure what to get the man who has everything.”
“Honestly,” I huffed. “I assumed that the orgasm Kace just gave you was my present.”
I could hear Kace chuckle as I ran my nose along Ali’s jaw. “I will think of something special,” she continued. “I want our first Christmas to be perfect.”
“I have a game on Christmas in Cincinnati, sweetheart. Or did you forget?” Ali didn’t go to the away games because of the media attention she got and my lack of ability to make sure she had a safe place to watch the game. I didn’t trust anyone in any stadium but our own.
“I know,” she sighed, “but you’ll come home that night and even though it will be late, I want to share a little Christmas with you two.”
“Don’t get me anything,” I urged. “All I need is you.” I then looked up at Kace, who had his head leaned back and his eyes closed while he continued to rub Ali’s feet. “Or just be naked in my bed, wearing a bow on each of these tits.”
Kace laughed but didn’t look up or open his eyes. “I said the same thing. All I need for Christmas are those babies in my mouth.”
A shudder ran through Ali at Kace’s words, and I eased my hand down her stomach to cup her pussy. “I don’t get jealous of Kace very often,” I told her. “But the fact that he will always be home for Christmas and I won’t be, makes me want to hang my cleats up and live the rest of my life inside your bed, your bath, and your body.”
She sat up, her back leaving my chest, and a coolness settled between us as she turned around to face me on her knees. “But I promise to make our Christmas special.”
I lifted my hand to her cheek and ran my thumb along her lower lip. “As long as I get to spend it with you two, it will be perfect no matter what.”
The glint in her eyes showed me she accepted my words—for now—but that she still wanted to do presents. Kace and I had already decided on what we were getting her, but I was kind of surprised that Kace spent an evening helping her decide what to get me. He and I both didn’t expect anything from her.
I looked over her shoulder at Kace, who had lifted his head and was watching Ali and I. The nerves I had felt in the beginning of our relationship still crept up sometimes when he watched us. I think sharing a bath, and my legs being on top of his, was adding to my new level of apprehension.
As if Ali could sense my unease, she grabbed onto my cock and started stroking. Her touch took my mind off Kace immediately, and I tilted my head back to soak in the feeling of her playing with me in the warm water. She gave me solo attention for a few minutes before she shifted a little, drawing my attention back to her movements. She settled in between mine and Kace’s legs and reached out to grab his cock as well. He and I both started grunting at the sensation.
I never planned to fall in love with the same woman as Kace, much less share such intimate moments—but they were now my favorite moments. His moans at her hands added to how good it felt–how dirty it felt–and I was lost to the sensation.
CHAPTER3
KACE
Cam’s heels dug into my thighs as he moved his hips under the hot water. He was chasing his orgasm in Ali’s hand, and I was going to come right behind him, despite the fact that I may have bruises on my legs when it was all over with.
“Fuck, Ali,” he seethed through gritted teeth, making me start jerking my hips in her hand as well.
Our voices were bouncing off the walls of the bathroom, making it feel as though we were creating our own porn video. Even Ali had started moaning despite the fact that we weren’t touching her.
I reached up to grab one of her nipples and pinched while Cam simultaneously moved his right leg off of me and in between her legs. She used his calf for friction, rubbing her pussy on him as she stroked us. It was dirty and brazen, and completely sexy since she had no idea what the hell she was doing–just so lost to the need.
There was no way I could hold on any longer. I pushed into her hand, trying to chase as much friction as I could in her tiny hand as I came in the bathwater I shared with them both. I almost lost consciousness as the steam billowed around my face and I sucked in hard to catch my breath.
Then I leaned up and put my hand between her and Cam’s leg, letting her concentrate more on his dick and less on her own release. I pushed two fingers inside of her, and I wasn’t sure what she did to Cam, but he hissed at the same time.
“Work his cock, babygirl, and let me be the one who takes care of you.”
Her pussy clamped around my fingers as I spoke, and my thumb pressed into her clit to help her chase her imminent release. I looked up to Cam, who had wrapped his hand around hers, both holding his dick and stroking together.
As soon as his head tilted back, he took his hand from hers and let her finish him alone as he came in the bathwater the way I had just done. Ali started coming as well, keeping her hand on Cam to ground her as she moved against mine.
It took us a few minutes, but eventually, we all caught our breaths and took stock of the cum floating around the water. “I think we need a shower,” I teased, making Ali giggle.
Cam stood first, lifting Ali into his arms and walking toward the shower that sat at the end of the tub. It was glass, and I could see right through it. On more than one occasion, I had sat there in that exact spot and watched Cam and Ali fuck against the tile under the five showerheads that Cam felt like he needed in that extra-large shower.
I usually ended up working my own dick until Ali came to the bath to finish with me. She would bounce on me as the water sloshed around and we were both coming from our connection.