Maya doubted she’d ever felt this sexy in her entire life. Boone had allayed all her worries and systematically stripped her of any sexual inhibition she had left.
Maya loved sex, had always enjoyed it with Morgan, then with Richard and Kendall. What Boone did with her went beyond sex. It fulfilled other needs she had, most obviously the fact that she’d loved the way he’d fucked her while Kendall and Richard watched. The way she’d felt put on display and the sounds they’d made together as they came were incredibly erotic.
The sight of Kendall and Richard stroking their cocks until they came as they watched her and Boone had been a huge turn-on. She looked forward eagerly to the day they’d all make love to her together.
Her pussy tingled and quivered as he withdrew from her, helped her lie down, then continued to hold her.
“You all right, baby?”
“Big understatement, Boone.”
“Really?”
“Trust me. I loved it.”
She lay there listening to them breathe and sighed with pleasure as Boone kissed her shoulder and slid his warm, work-roughened hand over her torso. His light touch raised goose bumps on her skin and tickled slightly. She smiled and released another happy sigh. She must’ve drifted in a light sleep for a few minutes but opened her eyes when Boone climbed from the bed and disposed of the condom.
She heard the sound of running water and realized at some point Kendall had gotten up and must be in the bathroom filling the big tub. Kendall returned to the bed and caressed her hip. “Babydoll, would you like a nice, hot soak?”
Maya turned onto her back and stretched luxuriantly. Have I died and gone to heaven? With the way these men served her, she’d be spoiled in no time.
“I’d love it.” Richard scooped her up and carried her into the redolent bathroom, stealing a gentle kiss along the way. She could hear Kendall chuckling at her surprised squeal from the other room.
Richard lowered her carefully into the bath and she sniffed the air. “Is that lavender? I didn’t bring any bath salts or bubble bath with me.”
“Boone and I went shopping for you and bought some things we thought you might need while you were here,” Richard murmured as he squatted down at her side.
She placed a bubble-covered hand on his cheek and replied, “Thank you for doing that.”
“You’re welcome. How do you feel?”
“Wonderful. Well-loved and relaxed.”
Richard smiled and whispered, “Good. Need me to scrub your back?”
“There’s room, if you’d care to join me.”
Richard debated for a second before joining her.
Boone poked his head inside and said, “Damn. Beat me to it.” But he didn’t look upset. She appreciated that they allowed each other access and didn’t hoard time with her, whether they were sitting in front of the television or doing things like this. To her, it felt easy. She hoped that was genuinely the case.
Leaning against the doorframe for a moment, Boone said, “I know what Maya would like in the new master suite. A bathtub big enough for four people.”
Maya snickered and said, “I like the way you men think, Boone. Spank my fanny and spoil me rotten.”
Boone laughed warmly. “Enjoy your bath,” he murmured before he returned to the bedroom.
She sighed with pleasure as Richard stroked the muscles in her thighs, and she drew closer to him and climbed in his lap. She lay against him as he poured water from his big hands over her shoulders. His beard tickled against her shoulder as he kissed her there. A sleepy languor stole over her, and she sighed happily.
In the quiet of the bathroom, Richard whispered, “I love you, Maya.”
His declaration stole her breath from her, and in a heartbeat her eyes were brimming with tears. She lifted her head to look in his eyes. His heart was there and in his touch as he caressed her shoulder and her back.
He seemed to want to say more, but merely added, “You are precious to me.”
She burrowed against him, wrapped her other arm around his neck, and kissed his muscular chest. “I love you, Richard. You make me very happy.”
They stayed in the tub, wrapped in each other’s arms, until the water cooled. He lifted her out and set her carefully on the bath mat, and they both dried off before returning to the bed.
Kendall reached for her as she climbed in amongst them and said, “Feel good?”
She sighed happily. “Perfect. And a little pruney, too.”
Chapter Thirteen
Maya slept light that night, enthralled by the men who surrounded her with their masculine heat and strength. One of them left the bed, and Maya knew by his silhouette and height that it was Richard. He’d been restless all night, and she wondered if he’d slept much.