clinging to them for support as her climax started. Charlie pinched her nipples again and she screamed, her body shuddering as she fell headfirst into the powerful orgasm.
For several moments none of them moved as the hot jets of water pounded against their bodies. Allie struggled and gasped to fill her lungs with air, besieged by the glorious sensations attacking her body. Her skin suddenly felt too sensitive, too cognizant of every drop of water, every brush of their rough fingers, every hot breath from their lips.
“I like the giggles,” Alex repeated, rousing her from her sex-induced stupor. “But I love the screams more.”
“Oh yeah,” Charlie agreed. “I think maybe I would rather hear a few more of those tonight.”
“Tonight?” she asked weakly, trying to work up the energy to be offended when both men laughed.
“We’re not finished yet, Allie. Nowhere near, in fact.” Alex cupped her cheeks and kissed her, lightly, softly, and yet it was enough to set her overheated body on fire again.
“I think you lost something,” Charlie said as he bent down to retrieve the shower gel she’d dropped earlier. She took it from him and struggled to force strength into her still-trembling limbs. She poured some of the sweet-smelling soap into her palm and reached over to rub the lather onto Alex’s chest while Charlie continued to stroke her breasts from behind.
Never in her wildest dreams would she have imagined the beauty, the intensity of being so close to these two men. They’d starred in all her young woman fantasies, but now she feared her heart would burst at the excitement of having them both so near, touching her, loving her.
Alex bent down and placed another seductive kiss on her lips and she melted at the contact. Charlie’s arms tightened around her and she wondered how much of her weight her legs were supporting and how much Charlie was. His strength mesmerized her and her body’s fluids ran rampant down her leg.
She turned slowly, pouring out more of the gel, using it to lather Charlie’s chest as well. While Alex’s upper body was completely bare, Charlie had a light dusting of soft hair around his rock-hard pecs . She ran her fingers through it as she massaged the gel into his skin. Alex used the lather on his torso to soap up her back, moving his body slowly back and forth against hers as his cock nestled between the crack of her ass.
She shook her head slightly, willing herself to remain cognizant, in control. She refused to take another moment’s pleasure from them without returning a bit of it. They’d been so attentive, so amazingly sexy.
For the third time she added more gel to her hand, reaching down to use the soap on Charlie’s thick member. He hissed at her touch and she felt Alex stop moving. She could feel his gaze on her hand as she lightly caressed Charlie’s cock. Charlie’s eyes had drifted closed when she’d gripped him and Allie could feel the tension in Alex’s body grow as she slicked her fist up and down.
She knew Alex’s feelings toward Charlie hadn’t changed and she’d wondered several times since she’d returned home if the men had succumbed to them. After all, they had built a house together. It was her conversations with Ginny that had convinced her Alex hadn’t confessed his feelings to his best friend, and she couldn’t begin to fathom how he’d hidden his love for so long.
She’d thought long and hard about Alex’s comments by the bonfire over the past few years and she knew, deep in her heart, that she wanted Charlie and Alex. She could understand and sympathize with Alex’s desires, his needs—because she shared them. Right or wrong, she didn’t have a doubt she could give her heart and soul to both these men in an instant.
Turning her head slightly, she watched Alex’s eyes follow the movement of her hand and a delightfully sinful idea crossed her mind. It might be too soon, but she worried there was also such a thing as too late.