I nodded enthusiastically.“Yes!”I pointed at him.“That.”
Stefan sighed and said, “Because I'm reclaiming you.Trying to erase the last man's dick from your memory.And making sure you remember mine.”
My mouth opened wide, and so did my eyes.“Oh,” I said, because that actually made a lot of sense.“Is it always like that?”I asked, wondering if that was part of this life he'd been involved with for much longer than me.
He sighed again and cupped my face with his hands.His voice was low and quiet.“I don't know, Chesca.I've never loved anyone like I love you.”His eyes trailed over my face.“You have to realize that parts of this are new to me, too.Just because I've done this before doesn't mean I’ve felt like I do right now.You were never factored into the equation, Francesca.”
Oh.
My.
Heart.
This man had made it burst.
“So, yes, I'll fuck Eve.And I'll fuck Giselle.But they are not you.”He pulled me to him and let his lips touch mine.“I love you like no other.”
I felt my eyes sting.This man was too sweet.
Suddenly, a loud scream echoed out of the bathroom—followed immediately by Nick's deep groan.
Stefan and I stopped kissing and looked at each other.
Then we laughed so hard that it was difficult to stop.
“We can hear you!”Eve called from the bathroom.But that only made us laugh harder.
“Stefan, why don't you bring your new wife in here?We can conserve water if we all shower together,” Nick yelled to us.
Stefan's eyebrows rose.“He's got a point.It would be a shame to waste water.”
I smiled at him.
And then we climbed out of bed to go help the environment.
6
Francesca
Nick poured soap into his hand and rubbed it on his cock and between his legs.“Ah, you decided to join us.How lovely.”Nick's eyes dropped down my body as he rinsed off.“Come over here, Francesca.My wife and I will soap you up so your husband can wash himself.”
Stefan's hand pushed me gently to their end of the shower.He stepped over to the other shower head.
Eve had a bottle of soap, and she squeezed some out onto her hands.Then Nick held out his hand for some, too.She obliged and gave him plenty.
“Come here, Francesca.We'll clean you up in no time.”Nick gave me a devilish smirk.
I walked up to them, and Nick's hands started low.Eve whispered into my ear, “They like to watch us touch each other.It gets them all hot and bothered.”Then she moved over slightly—just enough so that Stefan would have a good view of what she did next.
Her hands landed on my breasts.I inhaled sharply—even though I had a good idea of what she was going to do.It still didn't completely prepare me for the shock of how her hands felt on me.Eve smiled sweetly at me and began rubbing my breasts.Her touch was light and soft.And so much more gentle than how the men touched me.Her fingers glided over my hard nipples, sending a shock straight between my legs.
She rinsed her hands off and grabbed the bottle of soap again.This time, she poured some into my hand.She shut the lid and set it aside.
“Now you do me,” she said in a quiet voice.
I hesitated and looked at Stefan.His soapy hand was on his cock, stroking it up and down.
Yeah.
