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The room falls quiet as we both sip our coffee and wait for the others to wake up. Violet’s rolled over and into Blake’s arms. We’ll need to get up soon so I can go back to the apartment and pick up the security system delivery, so I pull the curtains back a little, letting a slim line of hazy morning sunlight shine through.
Violet’s head immediately pops up, squinting. “Do I smell coffee?”
“Yes.” I point at the two I left on the desk.
She presses a kiss to Blake’s cheek before getting out of bed and walking over to me. She grabs her coffee while I admire the sight of her rumpled from sleep and wearing my shirt. The moan she releases with her first sip has my cock waking up.
I grab her by the hem of the shirt and lift until I see the flesh of her hips. I love the silvery pink of her stretch marks, the way they feel like tiny ridges over her smooth skin. She has a few more than she did four years ago, and I want to learn each and every one of them.
“Your obsession with my stretch marks is beyond bizarre.” She tries to bat my hand away. “Shouldn’t you be appalled by them or something?”
“Fuck that. You’re perfect.” I pull her in front of me and squeeze both her hips. “They’re perfect.”
“Well, me and my perfect stretch marks are going to go take a shower.” She walks away with her coffee in hand and closes the door gently behind her.
If I’d been thinking I wouldn’t have taken a shower before going out for coffee. Then I could slide in there with her under the guise of conserving water. Cody stands and drains his cup, tossing it in the trash before following her.
ChapterThirty-Seven
The shower curtain slides open, startling me as Cody steps in. He smiles down at me, absurdly large in the tiny space of the hotel bathroom. His hair is rumpled from going to bed wet last night and his eyes heat as they wander down my naked body.
“I don’t remember inviting you in here with me,” I tease as I work shampoo through my hair.
“We’re saving the turtles.” He moves toward me and takes over.
“Reducing plastic saves the turtles.” I smile up at him. His fingers massaging the shampoo through my roots feels amazing.
“But they swim in water.” He leans down to kiss the tip of my nose. “So obviously, we’re helping them out.” He tilts my head back under the water to rinse. “Remember the first time we did this? How I ate your pussy and made you beg for my cum to coat your skin?”
“I do.” I step to the side, and he bends over me and wets his hair. I grab his hands before he goes for the shampoo. “Let me?”
He gives me a devilish smirk and drops to his knees in front of me. “This puts me in the perfect position.”
“For what?”
He answers by taking my nipples between his fingers. I do my best to playfully ignore him by focusing on working the shampoo into a lather in his thick, sandy blond hair. It works until his mouth takes over and his hands move lower.
“Are you sore from taking all three of our cocks yesterday?” he asks as he strokes the tender flesh between my legs.
“A little,” I whisper as he runs his finger along my slit.
He tilts his head back, rinsing his hair. “Let’s see if I can soothe the ache.”
I release a shuddering breath as he teases me, running his fingers along my folds, stopping to circle my clit a few times. Then back to the strokes. His hand runs down my leg to my ankle. He lifts my foot and places it on the soap dish just above the rim of the tub.
Arching my back for him, I whimper as he continues to taunt me by pressing gentle kisses to my pussy. I grab his hair in an attempt to get him where I want, but he licks the crease of my thigh instead. He finally slides his fingers inside me, stroking my front wall until I’m on the edge of release.
He pulls his fingers out with a smirk, chuckling at my annoyed expression. “You know what I need?”
“What?” I snap, annoyed at how easily he turns me on. Fuck, how easily all of them do.
“I need to hear you beg. For my mouth. For my cock. To cum.” His eyes twinkle with arrogance as he looks up at me through wet lashes.
That look, coupled with my growing desperation for them, has my hackles rising. “Make me,” I challenge slowly.
His eyes widen and then the challenge flares right back. I’ve stoked his competitive nature and from the wicked smile on his face, I think I made a mistake. He stands to his full height, towering over me.
“This is going to be fun.” He splays a hand over my thigh, pinning it wide open against the wall. The other hand cups my core, two fingers dipping inside me. “I love how swollen you still are from last night. Feeling this tight cunt hugging my cock along with Blake’s was like experiencing nirvana.” He adds a third finger.
