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He moves the vibrator back to my clit, and instantly I see stars. I scream and come all over his cock, as he pumps two more times before stilling. His cock spasms inside me and shoots rope after rope, filling me up.
He leans over me, sweat dripping off his forehead, mixing with mine as we try to catch our breath. He removes the vibrator, then lowers his body, gently nuzzling his head in my neck as he kisses along my ear, whispering how amazing I am.
“Fuck, I get it now, Donovan. I never understood what you got from just watching, but I do now. Watching her come undone underneath you was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen in my life. I might have myself a new kink.”
Donovan pulls out of me and rolls to the side, giving the perfect view of Dimitri leaning against the doorjamb of the bathroom, towel hanging low around his hips, and his hair dripping wet.
He’s a fucking vision. The perfect male specimen.
“What time is it?” I ask, still groggy. We spent the night exploring each other's bodies until we climbed into bed and fell asleep. Well, I did. They kept taking turns waking me, so I’m not sure if they did or not. All I know is I’m glad the captain let me keep my time off cause all I’m going to do for the next twenty-four hours is sleep.
“It’s almost time to leave. Donny boy, catch,” Dimitri calls at the same time a washcloth comes flying across the room. Donovan catches it perfectly, using it to clean between my legs.
“You want tae take a shower?” Donovan asks, his voice sweet and attentive.
“Yeah.” I slide off the bed, pick up my dress, and head to the bathroom. I can feel Donovan and Dimitri’s eyes on me the whole way, and add a little swing to my hips. Groans come from behind me as I close the door.
As soon as it shuts behind me, I lean against it, sighing deeply. Last night still seems like a dream. I lost my virginity and had sex with two sinfully hot men. And they want to see me again.
Do I want that? Will it be awkward?
Fuck!
You know what? Who cares? It’s time for me to live and experience more than what I did with Lionel.
My eyes drop to the dress and panties I’m holding in my hand and my stomach revolts at the thought of putting them back on after showering. I’m not going anywhere. Just straight home to bed, so why am I showering? I can do it when I get home.
Heading over to the sink, I opt just to clean up a little. I laugh, remembering how my mother would call it a whore bath before quickly remembering how old I was and immediately correcting herself to say a sink bath.
God, I miss her!
My mind instantly races with thoughts of what my parents would think of me. About being in such a high-risk field of work? Of what they would think about what I did last night? Would they be ashamed or proud of me for taking my life in my hands and doing what I want, regardless of the consequences?
Mostly, I wonder if they would be disappointed in me.
That’s something I never want to be to them. An embarrassment.
Gripping the counter, I take a deep breath, attempting to calm my nerves and quiet my racing thoughts. I know they would be proud of me, no matter what. They loved me unconditionally.
Letting go of the counter, I stand up tall and slip my clothes on, ready to do the walk of shame out of here. The reflection staring back at me shows a very crimson face, giving away my embarrassment. Everyone will know what I did last night. It doesn’t seem to matter that they did the same.
A knock at the door makes me jump.
“You alright in there?” Donovan’s heavily accented voice filters through.
Was I in here longer than I thought?
“Yeah, I’m coming right out.” I smooth my hand down my crumpled dress before running my fingers through my brunette strands, trying my best to tame my knotted, wild tresses.
As I step closer to the door, I can hear their hushed voices, but they aren’t talking loud enough for me to understand what they’re saying.
My mind races. Are they regretting last night? Being with me? Asking to see me again before I was even chosen?
The door creaks as I open it, and their heads snap in my direction. They’re both dressed now, back in the same clothes as last night, just like me.
“Hey darlin’, I’ve already called two cabs. I didnae know if you wanted us to know where you live just yet, so I got us one each. But I hope we can still call you. Take you out,” Donovan tells me.
My heart and stomach both flutter with excitement.
