level rose higher, fluffy bubbles covering my abdomen.
“It’s perfect.”
I smiled up at him where he knelt beside the tub. At first, I’d thought it was odd that he didn’t want to get in the massive bath with me. But I’d quickly realized that he wanted to take care of me. This was more than sensual play for him. It was an essential part of who he was. He needed this from me: my trust, my love.
He returned my smile and reached for the showerhead that was attached to the faucet. He’d never done that before. Usually, he massaged my shoulders and washed my hair while I languished in the warm water. This time, he’d piled my hair on top of my head in a bun, keeping it from getting wet.
When the bath was only half-full, he turned the knob so the water sprayed from the showerhead. He directed the spray away from my body while he squirted body wash onto a pink loofa.
He brushed the soapy loofa over my shoulders, applying light pressure at my nape as he rubbed in soothing little circles. My eyes slid closed, and I reveled in the feel of Marco caressing my body.
He continued to gently scrub my skin, making his way down my chest to tease around my breasts. Despite the warmth of the bath, my nipples pebbled, aching for attention. The loofa brushed over the tight peaks, and I arched forward with a gasp.
His low chuckle rumbled through me, the pleasure in the sound making warmth flood my chest.
Then, the heated spray from the showerhead hit my breasts, and my head tipped back on a moan.
Marco kept the water directed at my chest, stimulating my nipples while he worked his way lower with the loofa. It dipped below the waterline, and he rubbed it over my swollen pussy. I let my thighs fall open, welcoming him to wash me in this erotic way.
My eyes flew open when he pushed the loofa back farther, stimulating my sensitive asshole. At the same time, he brought the showerhead down so the spray landed directly on my clit.
My fingers scrabbled at the edges of the tub, searching for something to hold onto as I cried out at the shock of pleasure.
Marco laughed again, the sound rich with satisfaction. “Let’s get you nice and clean for Joseph, princess.”
My lashes fluttered as ecstasy pulsed through me, and I struggled to focus on him. “What?” I asked faintly.
“Joseph and I discussed it, and we decided you’re ready. For both of us.”
The thought of both of them penetrating me at the same time sent a fresh wave of lust rolling through my body, and I moaned. They hadn’t touched me sexually while I’d been recovering, but prior to that, they’d worked to prepare my body to take Joseph’s cock in my ass.
I squirmed in the water, and Marco took the showerhead away from my clit.
“No!” I gasped, grabbing for it. I’d been close to orgasm, and he’d denied me.
“Greedy girl,” he laughed. “We have to wait for Joseph.”
He rubbed the loofa over my asshole again, giving me just enough stimulation to make me crave more.
“You’re being mean.” I pouted.
He kissed my forehead. “You’re going to come so hard for Daddy and Joseph. No orgasms before we’re both inside you.”
Mercifully, he took the loofa away and rinsed the soap off my torso with the warm spray. I tried to relax against the tub, but he’d gotten me worked up, and now my muscles were tight with sensual need.
“Come on, babygirl. Joseph’s waiting for us.”
He helped me out of the tub and dried me off with a fluffy white towel. The soft material rubbed over my peaked nipples and swollen pussy, but Marco didn’t linger to give me more pleasure; he gave me just enough to keep me hot and needy.
When I was dry, he didn’t give me anything to wear. He removed the pins from my hair, releasing the bun so my dark locks fell loose around my shoulders. He took my hand in his and opened the bathroom door, leading me into the bedroom.
Joseph sat up from where he’d been lounging against the headboard. He wore only a pair of low-slung gray sweatpants, leaving his powerful torso on display. As he moved toward me, his muscles rippled and flexed. My mouth watered, and my sex grew damp as my need grew more intense. Marco had just dried me off, but my thighs were slick with arousal already.
He stopped when he reached