“Knock knock.” Behind us, Spencer says out loud what he’s physically doing to the door before poking his head out. I’m still buried inside Parker, lying on top of her as we’re both catching our breaths.
My fear was that he’d feel uncomfortable, but as I look over my shoulder, I see him walking toward us, toned and tanned, a towel firmly wrapped around his waist without an ounce of discomfort anywhere in his posture or features. The relief I feel must be palpable because Parker giggles then moves enough for my dick to slide out of her.
“I’m going to give you some time while I take a nice hot bath. I think you scrambled my organs around and they need to move back into place.”
She says the sweetest things.
Rolling off and to the side, I sit up, my dick wet and half mast as I look up at Spencer.
“Hold your horses, woman! I take care of my dolphins.” Parker gets to her feet and before she can walk away, I pull her to me and kiss her ass cheek, biting down on the flesh before I stand beside her.
Next time, I’ll take care of Spence too, but I knew he needed the alone time to wrap his brain around what we were about to do.
Like I said, I will take care of them both.
“Me, too.” Parker and I both stop in our tracks when Spence speaks. “What? She’s mine, too. I get to spoil her with love…in a different way.”
Fuck. I don’t think my heart could be any fuller than it is right now. This moment, it’s perfection.
But when we all walk into the bathroom, I have to blink and shake my head at the sight. The bath is full, bubbles lapping at the small movements on the water’s surface.
“Where the fuck did those candles come from?” I swear I’ve never had a candle in my life and I’m counting six around the tub.
“I snuck them in. Figured they’d be nice after sex.” Spencer shrugs like it’s no big deal, but our attention quickly flies to Parker when we hear her sniffing.
Is she…crying?
“I’m sorry. I—did I over step?” Spence is beside himself, genuinely afraid he’s fucked this up, but I know Parker. She’s feeling a little overwhelmed by the gesture.
My point is proven when she turns around, naked and full of my cum, and without even thinking, she wraps her arms around Spencer, hugging him tight, then cries big old crocodile tears right onto his naked chest.
I have to hold back a chuckle because I’m pretty sure this is the first time he’s ever been so close to a naked woman. Yet, instead of being awkward, he just hugs her back. There isn’t anything sexual about this moment; it’s all love and it’s fucking beautiful.
Obviously, I join in because lovefests are my jam.
“This is the sweetest thing anyone’s ever done for me, Spenny. Thank you.” Spencer relaxes in our arms and my hands drop to both their asses, squeezing for good measure. Emotionally charged moments must be balanced with some fun.
I’mthe fun in this scenario.
“Come on, my little dolphin, time to recharge.” I pick her up and place her in the tub, her body immediately engulfed in the bubbles and her satisfied smile telling us she’s in fucking Heaven. “Don’t fucking fall asleep in here,” I add, because fuck, I don’t want to worry while I’m fucking my man.
“Well, make sure you’re making a lot of noise out there then.” She wiggles her hips and gets herself nice and comfy, eyes closed, goofy smile activated again.
“Your wish is our pleasure.” I whip off Spence’s towel, knowing damn well Parker may or may not peek a look, then lead my other dolphin through the door and into our bedroom.
“Wait.” Spence, naked and delicious, turns to face me and our hands begin exploring each other. I touch his face, he splays his hands over my chest, no doubt feeling the bead of sweat from earlier. If it bothers him, he shows no hint of it. “You’re so damn beautiful, Diego, it’s blinding.” His admission is a whisper and it does things to me. The use of my name, even more.
For years, I’ve tried to pursue him, but this lifestyle, this club, the illegal activities and depraved scenes he’s walked in on more than once—usually my choreographies—are the opposite of his personality. I’d almost given up on hope. Then Parker came along, and it feels like she was the missing link to it all.
She’s my little devil, urging me to fuck shit up, and he’s my angel calming me down. Together, we’re tethered. Together, we’re a balanced unit. Together, we’re perfect.
In silence, we continue to explore each other’s bodies, and when we reach our cocks, there’s no tentative moves. No shy touches. Spencer’s no virgin, he knows exactly what he’s doing. His hold is firm, the way his hand circles my dick at the base and slides up to the head before rolling his thumb at the tip to spread my precum isn’t inexperienced, it’s calculated and erotic as fuck.
“You may want to ease up, babe, or else I’m going to come like a novice before I can even ram your tight ass the way I’ve dreamed of all these years.” Count on me to ruin a beautiful romantic hand-job with my mouth.
“I can’t wait to see what you’ve got.” Oh.
“Why, Doc, is that a challenge?” Fuck, I do love a dare. In fact, I excel at them.