Part 42

                                    

                                          
HEY MY PRETTIES!
                          
After a long wait the much desired piece is here!!!! Enjoy! 
                          
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Sean's POV
                          
Following the trail of clothes that littered from the door to the stairs and up to Pookie's door. Which was left open because I can hear the sounds of the shower drifting to me.
                          
Heavy footsteps on the stairs has me turning to make sure that it was Owen, it is. He doesn't stop at the door like I did though he barrels through me and quickly makes his way inside the steam filled bathroom.
                          
Normally that would be me but surprise, surprise I have some restraint. There are so many ways for this to work out but she isn't ready I haven't explained that to her or even prepared her and I'm not about to go down stairs and ask the boys if they have. And Owen is always the responsible one he would know what she needed to take both us , he would have stopped this if she wasn't, right?
                          
I round the doorframe of bedroom, the bathroom door wide open with a clear view Owen at the open shower door. I see how this can work and something obviously clued Owen in earlier to this delectable treat.
                          
Sang had her back to the both of us making it possible for me to see her cheeks cup the tantalizing sight of a plug. The device makes her alluring body a feast not for just one but two of her men. Owen's perception never fails!
                          
Owen climbs in the shower letting the door stay open inviting me in to follow behind him. I don't want to join right away I wanted to see the great Owen Blackbourne melt beneath the touch of our sweet and gentle Sang.
                          
Both of their backs are to me so I can only read their body language. Her alert but stiff posture, she was waiting for us but did she know what she was getting herself into?
                          
His hands find her rounded globes and starts massaging her cheeks away from each other then together working the plug out just a bit and back in with his simple movements. The moans he elicits from her are delightful but cause my already stiff cock to bounce from the shocking sight.
                          
Sang's POV
                          
One of them has found their way in to the shower finally I think as I feel hands on my butt. Kota knew what he was doing. I sigh when the hands grip my smallest asset but moan as he works them, making the plug move, sparking little fires. His hand continues and works the tiny fires into a slow burn.
                          
"Ms. Sorenson," I gasp when his voice flows over my ear. My breath shutters out in an attempt to endure his possessive touch. His formal manners, dominate tendencies. I didn't expect him to be the direct one tonight. I look over my shoulder to read his face the need rang out clear but the under tone of needing to take charge. Uhmmmm.
                          
"That's right I have you and you are going to do as you're told correct Ms. Sorenson?" the overtone that this wasn't a question I could say no to stoked the fire his hands on my body created.
                          
His hands move to my hips and his head moves to my exposed shoulder. I can finally see Sean standing back watching us. He is still in his speedo but it does nothing to hide how turned on he is. I run my bottom lip through my teeth until I end where the top and bottom meet. The sun gave hi just a touch of pink to his lightly honey toned skin, contrasting nicely with his purple apparel. Pink and purple go well together.
                          
A moan slips through my nibbled lips when Owen finds a tender but sensitive spot under my ear. He continues to nip lower and lower but the further he gets from my ear the harder his bites and the louder I whimper. The slow burn has grown to include my arousal dripping down to the shower floor. I know these actions are moving my doctor closer and closer to his breaking point.