forefinger.
"Come for us, angel," he said.
Carrie's orgasm swirled and rolled and spilled right out of her, a living, breathing essence of its own. It brought wave after wave of the most astounding ecstasy.
Her bliss continued on, peaking anew, drenching her in shivery delight as she felt the cock in her pussy go deep, hold fast, and spasm. In her mouth, Chase's dick twitched, and in her hand his balls tightened as if drawing up, and she began to suck on him, long, deep draughts that brought his hot seed out of him, and into her hungry, waiting mouth.
"Jesus, woman." Chase ran his hand from her hair to her shoulders, then eased back, until his cock slid from her mouth. His words had warmed her, letting her know she'd pleased him, and so she used her hand to lift his now-soft dick and kiss it gently.
Brian's hands moved from her hips to her waist. He, too, withdrew from her body and then helped her to straighten up.
"Come on, sugar, hot tub and then bed."
Carrie grinned when Chase lifted her yet again. "I can walk, you know."
"You don't weigh much and I like carrying you."
"That is the most amazing shower. I could have sworn the water turned to mist. Maybe we made too much heat."
"No such thing as too much heat, darlin'," Brian said. He walked over to the toilet, disposed of his condom, and then joined them at the edge of the tub. "However, the shower does have a mist setting, which I turned it to just before I nailed you."
The coarse term tickled her and she couldn't help but laugh. "I never knew sex could be so much fun."
"Makin' love, sugar. And yeah, if you do it right, it's sexy and tender and fun. If you're the right mates, and you do it right, it's everything."
Chase said that in a tone that made it sound like he was just having a normal conversation. But Carrie sensed there was more emotion behind his words than he was letting on.
He eased himself into the water with her still in his arms. As soon as he sat down, she stroked the side of his face with her hand. When he met her gaze, she said, "I stand corrected." She gave him a sweet kiss, and then moved off his lap so she could turn and kiss Brian, too. Then she sighed as she relaxed back against the side of the tub.
Just because she wasn't on the same page they were, emotionally or relationship-wise, didn't mean she couldn't appreciate their feelings.
She didn't know if what she felt for them was love, or not. What she did know was that she already felt more than she'd ever imagined she would. And for now - for her at least - that was good, and that was enough.
Chapter 9
Chase turned his head gently to get a look at the bedside clock. He'd only dozed off and on since Carrie had dropped off to sleep an hour before. Her breaths had been deep and even for a while now.
Two fifteen. Considering he and his brother had both been at her voraciously since just after six, he guessed he shouldn't be surprised she slept so deeply.
He liked the way she snuggled into him, and the feel of her body pressed against his. He could still smell her on his face and hands and body, and that was a cock-hardening fact.
He wasn't a complete pig. He had no intention of jumping her bones again no matter how horny he got. He intended to let her sleep at least until dawn.
Carrie didn't have to be at the restaurant until after ten o'clock tomorrow morning. There'd be plenty of time for more loving, and for her to shower and dress in the morning.
If I'm not going to touch her, I'd better get my horny dick out of such close proximity before my lower brain takes over.
Chase moved carefully, easing out from beneath her, pressing his pillow closer to her, and covering her with the sheet and light blanket as he got himself off the bed. He and Brian had moved a few of their things into this room over the last couple of days, their way of positive-thinking their woman into making that first move.
Guess it worked.
He snagged a pair of boxers from a drawer, and then headed down toward the kitchen. He kept his steps quiet. The door to Julian's room was closed. He hadn't heard the man come in, but