Trading with the Boys

“Yeah, well you already promised it to me,” he chuckled. “But you can come by and visit anytime.”

He pulled me into the bathroom, which was an even bigger transformation. Instead of the prefab shower stall we’d originally talked about, Cole had knocked down a wall and absorbed an adjoining closet. This gave him enough room to put in a full-sized tile shower, with a beautiful glass door.

“Check it out.”

Cole pushed a series of buttons, and the shower sprang to life. Hot water poured forth, as a digital readout showed the temperature right down to the half-degree.

“It’s a steam shower too,” he said, turning one of the other knobs. A red light inside the enclosure blinked on, as the little room began filling with steam. “Been waiting for you, though.”

“You’ve been waiting to show it to me?”

“No,” he said, reaching out and tugging my shorts down. “To help christen it with me.”

Cole’s hands were one of his best features, and they moved fluidly over my body like they had minds of their own. I stood there and let him strip me naked, then did the same to him. In no time we were kissing, our tongues dueling hotly as he popped the door open and dragged me into the shower. The hot spray enveloped us in a cocoon of heat and warmth, as the steam rose up around us.

Mmmmmm…

His body felt warm and hard, pressed so wonderfully against mine. But it was his face I wanted to look at. I held his cheeks in my hands until his eyes found mine.

“This was an incredible thing you did for me,” I murmured, my lips still pressed lightly against his. “Thank you.”

“An incredible thing for an incredible woman,” he countered softly. “I’m glad it’s you.”

He kissed me again and again, until I felt dizzy. When I could speak again, it was barely a whisper.

“Glad what’s me?” I asked.

“That I did this for,” he shrugged simply. “Not sure if you know this Serena, but you’re my girl. You make me happy, you occupy my thoughts. You’re all I ever think about.”

My heart soared. I felt the same way about him!

“Really?” I asked, my face breaking into a smile.

“Really.”

“Because Cole, I’ve been thinking about you day and night. You and the others. I— I don’t think I could ever choose, though. It’s nothing I could—”

His hand caressed my face, even as he pulled me in by the asscheek with his other palm.

“Don’t even say it,” Cole said softly. “We already understand. We’ve also discussed it, and none of us would ever dream of asking you to make that choice.”

He kissed me, and I melted into him. Between our wet, heated bodies, I could feel his hardness jutting upward, pinned between his groin and my belly.

“Here, let me show you something else.”

In one smooth motion he spun me around, and suddenly his diamond-like hardness was nestled in the valley between my ass cheeks. His hands slid over mine. They pressed my palms into the opposite shower wall, and pinned them there tightly.

“I’ve waited all day for this.”

He bent me at the waist just enough to slide into me, easily guiding himself home. I bit my lip and sighed, it felt so amazing. Especially with his hands screwed so firmly and possessively over mine.

“The whole time I worked down here, I’ve thought about this moment.”

Cole stayed motionless for a long moment, just enjoying the feel of being buried inside me. He was kissing my neck. Letting the hot water stream down our bodies, as we continued grinding against each other in the steam.

When he finally began sawing in and out of me, I lowered my head in rapture. I had an apartment now. A tenant. One who just happened to be my boyfriend, too…

Three boyfriends.