Page 18 of Before Summer Ends


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Then, I turned to Hendrix, who was still fully clothed. “Are you getting in?” I asked.

He flashed me a soft smile, only one side of his mouth curving upward. “Do you want me to?”

I nodded.

“Words,” Parker said. His tone was low and warning.

I swallowed, preparing myself. If I was going to spend the summer exploring my body, and my confidence, I knew it started here, now, with words that were hard to say. And at the end of this, maybe all the negative things Kyle did, all the ways he suppressed me into compliance, would be pushed away. “Yes. Will you shower with me?”

“That’s a good girl,” Hendrix said, pulling his shirt over his head. He unbuttoned his jeans, while Parker checked the temperature of the shower.

I grinned, my heart pounding faster at the praise I was getting, just for doing what they asked. Hendrix was undressed, still standing by the door, and I took in the sight of his erection for the first time. They were both bigger than I was used to. Parker was thicker and more veiny, while Hendrix was longer.

That extended to their builds, too. Hendrix was a good two inches taller than Parker, while Parker’s shoulders were more broad. I figured that was probably the upper body strength he needed for rock climbing.

“Climb in, nabi.”

I turned toward the stall, Parker already inside and waiting. Standing, I stepped in to be with him. He pressed his mouth against me while warm water sprayed over us. His hands wrapped around me, pulling me tight against him, and again, I felt so secure, so safe with these men.

It was odd to be this way with two people I barely knew, but I didn’t want to dig deep into that. Hendrix climbed in behind me and I was sandwiched between them again. “Why do you guys like sharing women?” I asked, my eyes fixed on Parker’s.

Hendrix’s hands came around my front, fondling my breasts. His teeth grazed my neck.

“We’ll answer one question for every touch I give and you say if you like it or not,” Hendrix offered.

I wet my lips and dipped my chin in agreement. “Fine.”

Parker grunted his approval, his hand gripping the back of my neck. He squeezed tight, though not enough to cause pain. Hendrix rolled the hardened nubs between his thumbs, pinching to bring me pain.

“That. I like it,” I whispered, closing my eyes as he continued to tug. Each stab of pain sent a pleasurable tingle between my thighs.

“We share because we enjoy giving pleasure,” Parker answered. “And because we’re busy. It’s easier this way. If one of us isn’t around, you’ll have the other to give you what you need.”

Hendrix released my nipples, his fingers a featherlight touch along my ribs. The sensation tickled, and I flinched away. “No. No tickling,” I said, turning around to face Hendrix.

“How many times have you done this?” I asked.

“What exactly? Showered together? Fucked someone at the same time?” Hendrix pressed his lips against my chin. “Kissed the same woman?” His mouth moved to my ear. “Ate the same pussy?”

I swallowed. “Any of this. Dated the same woman, or just had a threesome with one? Have the two of you ever…” I swallowed. “Have you had sex before, just you two?”

“We’ve had plenty of threesomes. Foursomes too. Parker and I have had sex together, yeah. We’ve only ever seriously dated one woman at the same time once. Otherwise, this is mostly just something we do for fun.”

Parker slid his fingers lower between my spread legs. He palmed my sex, then slid a finger inside.

I gasped, rolling my eyes back. “Yes. I like it.”

He continued playing with me, distracting me from the many questions I had. I knew he’d want me to ask for more if that’s what I wanted. I was a quick learner. I snapped my eyes open, glancing at Hendrix.

I thought of Chrissy. Would I want her to sleep with one of these two? No, I’d be jealous. I wouldn’t want to share either of them, and I knew that made me greedy. But the thought of another person touching them made me stabby, and I’d only known them for a few hours.

“You don’t ever get jealous?”

Hendrix hitched a shoulder. “Not when sharing,” he said. “I like watching and he likes to be watched. I have found myself jealous if I’m excluded completely.”

“If I…” I paused, trying to figure out how to ask for what I wanted.

Hendrix pressed his finger to my lips, as if to keep me from talking. “It’s our turn.”

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