Total pages in book: 122
Estimated words: 114337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 572(@200wpm)___ 457(@250wpm)___ 381(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 114337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 572(@200wpm)___ 457(@250wpm)___ 381(@300wpm)
As I walked toward the open door, I stroked my dick, making sure I was as hard as possible, and—yep. Check. I stepped into the walled-off room and pulled the glass door closed behind me.
The girls stood beside each other, and only the stream of water from the shower separated us. Abbie peered at me with interest, and I liked the faint smile that lurked on her lips. I knew I looked good, but it was nice to know she thought the same.
“I didn’t mean to make you stop,” I drawled.
“Yeah?” Abbie asked. “You want us to go back to what we were doing?”
I grinned like it was the best idea I’d ever heard. “Where she’s going down on you? Yeah.”
Her eyebrow arched. “You liked watching us?”
Didn’t need to think about my answer. “Fuck, yeah.”
She turned to Madison and wrapped her arms around her, but kept her gaze fixed on me. She held it up until the last moment before delivering a slow, sexy kiss to Madison that seemed to stun her senseless. When she drew back, she traced a finger across Madison’s forehead, pushing a loose strand of damp hair back out of her eyes.
“Let’s give your stepbrother a show.” Abbie’s voice was full of seduction.
Madison didn’t have a reply, but she let the other girl lead her to the bench. And once Abbie sat down and Madison got on her knees, I sauntered forward.
“I don’t want to just watch,” I clarified. “I said I wanted to join in.”
Abbie’s gaze was now focused on the girl whose lips were traveling up the inside of her thigh. “Then, join in.” She’d said it the same way I would’ve expected her to say, what are you waiting for?
There wasn’t a lot of space on the long seat, so when I sat down, I was right beside her, our biceps touching. Madison’s journey toward her destination had paused, and she hovered only an inch away from the sexy slit between the other girl’s legs. Her eyes were stormy as she watched me, and something dark grew in her expression.
Oh, shit. An evil smile twitched on my lips as I recognized what it was.
She was territorial.
And I loved it. If she was unhappy about sharing Abbie with me, well . . . too fucking bad.
I turned, cupped Abbie’s face, and crushed my mouth over hers. It muffled the moan she made, because not wanting to be outdone, Madison’s mouth made contact at the same time.
Abbie didn’t have any issue with me kissing her. Her tongue stroked against mine, and satisfaction coasted down my spine. As we kissed, my mind ran a hundred miles an hour. It was Madison’s first time with a girl, but this was a first for me, too. I’d never been with two girls at once.
Her mouth was on Abbie, and Abbie’s mouth was on mine, so we were all connected, whether Madison liked it or not.
Whatever she was doing, Abbie seemed to enjoy it, because she couldn’t sit still. As she squirmed on the bench, it broke our kiss, so I moved down to suck on her neck. It was time to get my hands more involved, so I dragged one down the other side of her neck and gripped one of her tits.
The hard barbell through her nipple was sexy, but not nearly as sexy as the view when I lifted my head and peered down to see Madison’s tongue moving. Her eyes flicked up to find me watching, and I expected her to look away . . . but she didn’t. She stared at me like this was a challenge she refused to back down from.
The words spilled from me without thought. “You’re so fucking hot.”
Madison jolted like I’d verbally slapped her, and alarms sounded in my head.
“You’re both so fucking hot,” I amended quickly, ripping my attention away from her and putting it squarely on Abbie. “Do you like how she’s fucking you with her tongue?”
Abbie nodded and moaned enthusiastically.
I held her breast steady and dipped down to lock my lips around her nipple. It pulled a deeper moan from her. Clearly, she was enjoying having all the attention on her. I swirled the tip of my tongue over the metal beads at either end of the barbell and imagined Madison’s tongue was doing something similar over Abbie’s clit.
Her breath came and went in bursts and was littered with soft moans, filling the shower room, and echoing off the walls.
“Someone needs to get a hand on Colin’s cock,” Nina commented in our earpieces, and I had to brace myself for the impending bomb of pleasure that was coming my way.
Both girls moved a hand toward me, but when Abbie’s beat hers to the target, Madison looked strangely dissatisfied about being off the hook. I couldn’t focus on it, though, because Abbie’s fingers tightened around my dick and all thought ceased as she stroked me from tip to base.