with one hand. I couldn’t believe he’d been touching himself this whole time and managed not to come. The man was the epitome of control.
As he rose to his feet and came around the platform, I had the distinct feeling I was about to see that control shatter.
I rolled off Ethan, onto my back, and propped myself up on my elbows. The movement made Josh’s semen come dripping out of me. Ethan was there in a flash, towel at the ready.
Ethan and Josh pushed themselves up off the platform and went to the sinks to freshen up. Behind me, Alec was lying down on the narrow bench, one foot planted on the ground for balance and an arm slung over his eyes.
My attention snapped back to Tyler when he firmly grabbed my ankles. His touch was searing, demanding, and jolts of excitement and desire shot up my legs.
The muscles in his arms and shoulders contracted as he dragged me toward himself, and I dropped to my back, my messy wet hair trailing behind me. When my ass was at the edge of the platform, he let me go, and I lowered my feet to the ground and sat up.
He straightened to his full height and gripped my shoulders as if to push me back down, but my hand was already wrapped around the base of his cock, and I took it into my mouth.
The hot tiles felt good against my pussy, and I rocked my hips back and forth as I sucked Tyler’s cock.
“Fuck.” His voice was unsteady, strained. He dug his fingers into my shoulders as I took him as deep into my mouth as I could. I swirled my tongue around the head, tasting the salty precum, but before I could repeat the motion, he threaded his hands into my hair and pulled my head back.
I looked up at him and waited. His dick twitched inches away from my mouth, and I licked my lips. Tyler shuddered, the look in his eyes wild as his gaze darted over my face, my body, the proximity of his cock to my lips. His hands in my hair tightened as he breathed through his mouth.
“I . . .” He trailed off without giving me even a hint of what he wanted to say. I’d never seen Tyler so flustered, so out of control. He may have orchestrated this whole thing, but watching it play out was making him unravel.
“Her mouth feels incredible.” Josh appeared at his side, caressing my cheek with the back of his hand. “But you want to come inside her.”
Finally, Tyler snapped out of it and released my hair. Ethan leaned in, his mouth suddenly devouring mine, and gently pushed me back until I was lying down again.
Ethan and Josh backed away as Tyler dropped to his knees. The low platform put me at the perfect level for him. He pushed my knees wide apart and then entered me in one smooth thrust, burying himself balls deep. I was so wet, slick all over from the steam and multiple orgasms, he slid in with ease, igniting all those nerve endings once again.
I was nearly spent, my body pushed to its limit. But I still wanted him, still craved him, still started to roll my hips against him, begging him with my body to move against me.
His eyes were closed, his hands gripping my thighs with more and more pressure as he struggled to take deep, even breaths. He was trying not to come, not yet, but knowing he was that close, I just wanted to push him.
I reached for his hands, intending to pull him on top of me, but something halted my movements.
Alec appeared over me and grabbed my hands with his rough ones. He kneeled on the other side of the platform and pulled my arms over my head, giving me a devious smirk.
With Alec firmly holding my wrists and Tyler gripping my thighs, I was at their mercy once again. I allowed them to take control, too spent to fight them even if I wanted to.
Tyler finally opened his eyes, took me in, and gave Alec a little nod of thanks.
Only when he was positive he was once again in control—of the situation, of his own pleasure and mine—did he finally start to move.
He fucked me deep and hard, barely pulling out before sliding back in. Every time his hips connected with mine, bursts of electric sensation shot from my core through my body, an