I’m exhausted, hot, and sweaty, but I wouldn’t miss out on this for anything. However, there must be something in my expression as Kingston shares a look with Blake and pushes up from the armchair he’s sitting in.
“Gabby, why don’t you take a bath? You look exhausted,” he suggests, his voice gentle, but his cock is rock-hard beneath his boxers.
Raising my eyebrows, I look between them. Did they not hear me? I’m not going to be treated like broken china. “I will if you two join me.”
I climb from the bed, and ignoring my wet, sticky pussy, I slowly saunter to the bathroom. It’s got one of those large, walk-in showers and should fit the three of us perfectly. I do glance at the bath like Kingston offered, but there’s no way the three of us would fit in the tiny bathtub for what I’ve got planned. Pulling open the glass door of the shower, I don’t bother to check whether the guys have followed me or not as I step into the cubicle.
“Baby Girl…” Blake’s disapproving tone sounds behind me, and as I look over my shoulder, I smirk at him and shrug my shoulders. He strides into the bathroom and straight into the shower, pushing me up against the cold tile wall. I gasp from a combination of the cold and the thrill as he tilts his head to one side and narrows his eyes. “You should be resting.”
I grab his hips and tug him closer until I can feel every inch of his hard body pressed against mine. His eyes flash with hunger, and his cock twitches under his boxers. “I’m not done yet,” I tell him as I spy Kingston joining us, pulling the bathroom door shut so it’s just the three of us. He enters the shower and gently extracts me from Blake. Kingston turns on the shower, and the waterfall head above us instantly streams warm liquid down on us. I can’t help but groan in pleasure as the hot water relaxes my muscles while it covers all three of us, although it soaks Blake’s boxers in the process. He works on removing them while Kingston turns me around, his chest pressed to my back, and gently begins to apply shampoo to my hair. I don’t even reach his shoulders, he is that tall, and it always makes me feel treasured. Not to mention how amazing his deft fingers feel scrubbing at my scalp and stroking through my hair. I could orgasm right here just from this. He massages my scalp, and my eyes close. Another set of hands start to work on my body, and I know it must be Blake, but they’re so gentle, I have to look to check, and sure enough, it’s him. He slowly washes me, lathering the soap into my skin with gentle circles. Blake starts at my arms then moves down to my fingers before washing my chest. He avoids my hard nipples before sliding down my stomach. He gets to his knees, picks up my foot, and tenderly washes it before setting it down and washing the other. His big hands glide up my thighs and slowly part them, washing my oversensitive pussy. The teasing touch ends far too soon as he gets to his feet and carries on.
I’m so relaxed and feel so safe between them. As they move me under the spray to rinse off the suds, their touch changes. Gentle brushes against my skin become arousing caresses. Kingston’s big hands stroke across my chest before cupping my breasts and tweaking my nipples. Blake’s fingers trail down my belly and thigh before tracing back up, getting higher and higher between my legs until he’s almost where I need him to be. I’m already wet and panting with need, and they’ve barely touched me.
Tired of waiting, I drop to my knees. Blake’s eyes widen as I reach out and wrap my hand around his cock, my fingers unable to meet around his girth. I watch as his eyes slowly settle into a simmer as I tease him right back. I stroke him as he caresses my cheek. Turning my head, I kiss his fingers. I may be happy to give blow jobs, but there is no way I’m ready to take Kingston’s huge cock down my throat just yet. I hear the shower door open as I lean in and kiss the tip of Blake’s dick, and a moment later, I feel a touch and look back. Kingston is poised behind me, his hand stroking his monster cock as he kneels and manoeuvres on the tile floor. Blake looks down at me and threads his fingers through my hair as he guides me closer to his cock, urging me to take him into my mouth.
“Baby Girl…if this is too much…” He grits his teeth, a hiss escaping as I take him into my mouth. Using one hand on the floor to support myself, I use the other to grip the base of his cock. Slowly, I swallow him to the back of my throat, taking him as deep as I can before pulling back. He gently applies pressure on the back of my head. Flicking my eyes up, I watch his pleasure torn expression. “So fucking beautiful,” he bites out as Kingston moves closer behind me, his hands on my hips as he pulls me back slightly until his huge cock brushes my slit.
I feel Kingston’s cock notched at my entrance as he uses my cream to help him ease in. He’s so large that even though Damon fucked me, he still has to take it slow as he stretches me, slowly nudging his way in. He pulls out and pushes in again until, after a few gentle thrusts, I feel his hips meet mine. He leans down and kisses my neck in reward as my pussy stretches around his giant cock, which always makes me walk that line of pain and pleasure. Pulling away from Blake, I groan loudly as Kingston starts to move inside me, the feeling so intense, I need a few seconds to adjust.
A hand catches my chin, gently drawing my face up, and I see Blake looking down at me with an intense expression. I know if I said the word, he would stop, hell, both of them would, but that’s not what I need right now. Kingston thrusts forward, tilting his hips and hitting my G-spot, making me cry out. Need courses through me. Taking Blake’s cock into my mouth, I hollow my cheeks as I suck him as deep as I can, the sounds of Kingston’s thighs slapping against my ass echoing around the shower.
I suck his cock desperately, mewling around it as Kingston hammers into my pussy, pulling me back to meet his thrusts. Blake’s hands twist in my hair, starting to control my movements. His usual dominant side is coming out as he drags me back and forth on his cock again and again.
Blake comes just before me, his body stiffening as he spurts into my mouth. I squeeze the base of his cock to wring every ounce of pleasure from him. I lick my lips as he falls back, winking at him, and he laughs.
Kingston continues to pound into me from behind, and I can feel the orgasm building inside me with each thrust. His huge cock drags along those nerves, leaving me crying out with each stroke. He reaches around and pinches my clit, throwing me into a sudden climax that pulls him along with me as I pulse around him.
Completely spent, I slide into a heap on the shower floor as Kingston pulls out. Blake scoops me into his arms, and Kingston joins us in the corner of the shower. We sit there for a while, just wrapped around each other. I’m boneless after all the orgasms and dicks, and my eyes are closed as I sit in the steam with them. My mind is empty and relaxed for once. I’m not sure how long we’ve been sitting here for, but there’s a knock at the door before a head peeks around it.
“Can we come in now?” Liam grins, not waiting for an answer as he strides into the bathroom and pulls open the shower door. “We could do with a shower.”
I can’t help but giggle, and his smile grows at the sound. Kingston leans in and kisses me, and Blake grabs my chin, turning me and kissing me softly as I hear more voices. One by one, the others join us, and together, we wash. There’s nothing sexual about it this time, it’s just tender and perfect. There’s still a lot we have to work out about our future, but for now, I’m going to savour these moments with the guys.