Page 57 of Double or Nothing
Seven picks up one of her hair barrettes from the vanity counter before gently pulling her long hair up and securing it to keep the tendrils from getting wet. Vulcan grabs a stack of washcloths and tosses one to each of us.
We position ourselves on opposite sides of the tub and leisurely soap up her arms, legs, shoulders and between her breasts. This wasn’t our original plan for the welcome home party because we didn’t have a plan, but from the look of pure bliss on her face, it’s working out just fine.
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Vulcan was right. The steamy hot water and scented bubbles are relaxing me to the point I could fall asleep right now and slip under the water. My limbs feel so heavy and tired. I’m not sure I could climb out of this tub without help, even if there was a house fire.
It is pure heaven when the guys begin smoothing soap all over my body with soft cloths. They move in small, circular motions all over my back, shoulders, arms, and breasts. Even with my eyes closed, I can tell by the location and movement of the cloths whose hand is on them.
When one of the cloths moves down my stomach and dips between my thighs, I jump and stir to life again. The familiar tingle of arousal rushes through me when the cloth sweeps over my clit.
“Relax, beautiful,” Kit whispers softly in my ear. “This is totally therapeutic, I promise. Nothing more.”
Soon, I hear the wet cloth hitting the floor when Seven tosses it aside and is now using his hands and fingers to ply my body. Vulcan and Kit do the same, and the cloths are replaced by their long fingers and hands.
Kit massages my tight neck and shoulder muscles with just the right amount of pressure on my tense spots. All the places that ache from hunching over a computer. Kit has such nice big hands. His large fingers and palms are soft with the perfect touch.
I sense more than hear Vulcan and Kit swap places, with Vulcan kneeling down on the floor behind the tub. “How are we doing so far?” he asks, his teeth lightly nipping my ear.
“It’s very nice,” I whisper, leaning my head back against him.
“I love the way your skin glows in the bubbles,” Vulcan murmurs. “So smooth and soft.”
He slides his lips down my neck, nuzzling, kissing and nipping, the way he knows I love. His hands slide around to cup my breasts again, teasing and tugging on my nipples. Vulcan is a breast man, and I figured he wouldn’t be able to keep his hands off them for long. Especially when my nipples keep bobbing above the bubbles.
“Seven’s up to something dirty down there between your legs,” Vulcan whispers in my ear. “Better watch out.”
“Whatever he’s up to, I like it,” I murmur.
Seven lifts my knees up gently above the water and spreads them wide apart for better access. He washes my legs, from my thighs, down my calves to my feet, just stroking and teasing.
“Don’t fall asleep yet, beautiful,” Kit urges from the side of the tub. “Stay awake until you’re completely taken care of.”
The three men work in tandem, always making sure one of them is touching me at all times. Seven’s hand slides between my thighs again and brushes over my clit, sending a bolt of fire through me.
My heart races at his touch. “Please,” I whisper.
“Please what?” Kit asks.
“Please touch me.”
Vulcan’s hand slides around my breast and tugs on my nipple. “Where do you want us to touch you, baby?”
“Everywhere.”
Kit reaches for the lube on the bathroom counter and tosses it to Seven, who pours it on his palm and his fingers.
“Lube will make this better for you,” Seven murmurs.
He slips two fingers inside my pussy, stoking a fire that is already burning hot. Kit reaches his hand under the water, too, and rubs my clit in slow, languid circles.
They’re touching me everywhere.
“How does that feel now?” Vulcan asks.
“Amazing.”
