Anna was feeling pretty tired as she leaned against the shower wall and closed her eyes. Ben was washing the shampoo from his hair after they thoroughly cleansed one another’s bodies. She smiled to herself. Ben was so sexual she couldn’t help to think about the many women she was certain he’d had sex with. He was a player, but he was so damn cute and sexy, it didn’t matter, and boy, did he know it. Whether he gave her a wink with his eye or nod of his head to come to him or to acknowledge him, she did it without a second thought. He had sex appeal, and he had a way of bringing out the sexual deviant in her. Never once would she of thought about anal sex. But with Ben, Charlie, and Wyatt, she wanted everything, and she wanted to give them anything she could.
Despite her crazy first day at work, she was feeling better about her life. Besides Stacy, she had her men to thank for that.
“What are you thinking about?” Ben asked as he pressed his body against hers.
Anna wrapped her arms around his neck, stood on her tiptoes to kiss his chin.
“I was thinking about you and your brothers and how lucky I am to have you.”
Ben smiled, then squatted a little lower.
“How about I show you how lucky I feel to have you?”
He slowly slithered down her body, kissing her skin along the way.
“The bruises are looking better,” he whispered as he kissed the tender flesh softly before moving lower.
Ben lifted her leg to balance on his knee as he squatted in front of her.
He had long, thick fingers, tanned from the sun and rough from all the hard work on the ranch. Th
ey expanded across her toned legs. The way those fingers stroked over her wet skin and the right amount of pressure and show of possession from his fingertips, made her feel needy. Son of a bitch! She really had it bad for Ben. She had it bad for all three of them. As if one wasn’t enough, how the hell was she going to handle three?
She watched as his eyes, transfixed on her mound, peeked up to wink at her, the sexy bastard, before he stroked the folds with his fingers.
The warm water sprayed over them, adding to the feelings he drew from her.
Anna reached back to the wall for support as Ben placed his mouth against her.
Have mercy! He was deadly, and he had her there in seconds.
Ben plunged his tongue inside her folds and pumped his finger in and out of her, drawing more juices from her body.
“Sit back on the bench,” he demanded as he lifted her rear, tilting her pussy closer to his mouth before she had a chance to move.
Anna forgot about the built-in bench. It was high, obviously custom made for the men because Ben had to help her onto it.
The bathroom was bigger than the bedroom. They could have a party in the shower, but that thought made her jealous.
Before she could ponder more about it, Ben rotated his finger then added another digit. When she was nice and wet, he lifted her and turned her body around to face the wall.
“Bend over the bench and rest your arms on it.”
Anna did as he said and leaned forward, her ass pointed up in the air toward Ben and her forearms held her in position.
“Are you okay?” he asked as he leaned over her, reached between her legs, and pushed his fingers into her again.
“Yes.” She panted.
He smoothed the palm of his hand over her ass cheeks then kissed and nuzzled her neck and shoulder.
She felt Ben remove his fingers, and without thought, she pushed back, needing him to touch her again. He chuckled next to her ear, and the vibrations sent chills over her skin.
“I’m gonna love fucking you from behind, Anna. Your ass is just the right size to hold, baby. You know…” He licked then nibbled her earlobe as he reached under her to pull on her nipples. His warm breath caressed her, and she closed her eyes, waiting for more.
“…I can be very demanding, and I have fantasies about the things I’d like to do with you. Right now, taking you from behind in this shower is only one of them.” Her insides quaked at his words as moisture leaked from her mound.
“Oh, God,” she moaned, leaning forward just as Ben pushed his cock against her entrance and rammed forward.