Free Double Dare by Jeanne St James Page B
Authors: Jeanne St James
Although it was early yet.
And they didn't know her very well. Nor she them…
“Ty?” Logan's rough voice shook him from his thoughts. Quinn and Logan both stood staring at him, naked. Quinn still wore the evidence of their escapade.
They definitely needed a shower.
Without hesitation, Ty scooped Quinn up in his arms, causing her to yelp in surprise. But she laughed as they trooped down the hallway into the large master bathroom.
Logan turned on the shower jets, adjusting the temperature, as Ty let Quinn slide down his body.
“Are you okay?”
Quinn licked her bottom lip before saying, “Yes.”
“Sure?”
She nodded her head and gave him a slight smile.
“No regrets?”
Her smile widened, bringing him a little relief. “None.”
Logan came behind her and laid a kiss on her shoulder. “Good, because that was only the beginning.”
Quinn snaked an arm back around Logan's neck and head, tilted her head back, and pulled him into a kiss.
A little bite of jealousy hit Ty before she reached out blindly for him. He stepped into her, her fingers curling on his chest.
Logan broke the kiss and said, “Shower.”
He snagged her hand, along with Ty's, and pulled them into the oversize shower stall. It was surrounded with frosted glass and had side jets as well as the wide showerhead. Ty loved this shower. Though he should; he had picked it. As well as the large Jacuzzi tub and the double sinks. Well, just about everything in the bathroom had been his idea.
Ty shut the glass door behind him and stepped in front of one of the jets, enjoying the pressure of the water shooting against him. The water was hot and stinging, but it felt good on his muscles.
Logan grabbed a loofah sponge and poured shower gel onto it, squishing it until it foamed. Ty was entranced by watching the warm water traveling down Logan's body. He had seen it plenty of times. They loved fucking in the shower, but tonight, for some reason, he seemed more sensitive to watching his lover. Maybe because he had to share.
Not that he minded. Yet.
He glanced at Quinn, who was brushing her hair, a dark gold now it was wet, out of her face. She was beautiful. Her skin was fair, her hair blonde, which was her real color. Water trickled over her golden curls at the apex of her thighs. Her legs were long enough and shapely. He was pretty picky when it came to women. During his pro football career, he had had plenty of opportunities, way too many groupies. But he had no bones to pick with Quinn.
Maybe that's why Logan had brought her home? Because he knew what Ty liked?
Maybe. But the attraction between Logan and Quinn was unmistakable, if not a little disturbing. He loved Logan. He didn't want anyone coming in between them.
Join them? Possibly. Split them apart? No.
Logan handed him the soapy loofah and grabbed a washcloth off the shower rack and soaped that up too. He started to scrub Quinn's back, and Ty took the hint. He swiped the loofah over her chest and stomach, gently washing away the remains of their sex. He dropped to his knees and soaped up her legs, while Logan did her arms and neck. Ty watched as Logan followed the flow of water over her skin with his lips, noticed his lover was already getting hard again.
Ty stood and stepped behind Logan, moving the loofah over Logan's skin. He reached around between Logan and Quinn and washed Logan's chest, making sure he tweaked Logan's nipple ring. Ty's cock twitched in anticipation. He smoothed a hand over Logan's wet ass and dipped between his ass cheeks.
Logan spun around and snagged Ty's arms, pinning them behind his back. He shoved Ty into the tile wall and buried a knee between Ty's thighs. Logan's expression looked fierce as he took Ty's mouth, ravishing Ty's lips with his own. Ty gasped into Logan's mouth, loving it. He loved when Logan took control, even though Logan was the smaller man.
Logan broke the kiss. He snagged Ty's earlobe between his teeth. “Jealous?”
Ty couldn't answer.
And they didn't know her very well. Nor she them…
“Ty?” Logan's rough voice shook him from his thoughts. Quinn and Logan both stood staring at him, naked. Quinn still wore the evidence of their escapade.
They definitely needed a shower.
Without hesitation, Ty scooped Quinn up in his arms, causing her to yelp in surprise. But she laughed as they trooped down the hallway into the large master bathroom.
Logan turned on the shower jets, adjusting the temperature, as Ty let Quinn slide down his body.
“Are you okay?”
Quinn licked her bottom lip before saying, “Yes.”
“Sure?”
She nodded her head and gave him a slight smile.
“No regrets?”
Her smile widened, bringing him a little relief. “None.”
Logan came behind her and laid a kiss on her shoulder. “Good, because that was only the beginning.”
Quinn snaked an arm back around Logan's neck and head, tilted her head back, and pulled him into a kiss.
A little bite of jealousy hit Ty before she reached out blindly for him. He stepped into her, her fingers curling on his chest.
Logan broke the kiss and said, “Shower.”
He snagged her hand, along with Ty's, and pulled them into the oversize shower stall. It was surrounded with frosted glass and had side jets as well as the wide showerhead. Ty loved this shower. Though he should; he had picked it. As well as the large Jacuzzi tub and the double sinks. Well, just about everything in the bathroom had been his idea.
Ty shut the glass door behind him and stepped in front of one of the jets, enjoying the pressure of the water shooting against him. The water was hot and stinging, but it felt good on his muscles.
Logan grabbed a loofah sponge and poured shower gel onto it, squishing it until it foamed. Ty was entranced by watching the warm water traveling down Logan's body. He had seen it plenty of times. They loved fucking in the shower, but tonight, for some reason, he seemed more sensitive to watching his lover. Maybe because he had to share.
Not that he minded. Yet.
He glanced at Quinn, who was brushing her hair, a dark gold now it was wet, out of her face. She was beautiful. Her skin was fair, her hair blonde, which was her real color. Water trickled over her golden curls at the apex of her thighs. Her legs were long enough and shapely. He was pretty picky when it came to women. During his pro football career, he had had plenty of opportunities, way too many groupies. But he had no bones to pick with Quinn.
Maybe that's why Logan had brought her home? Because he knew what Ty liked?
Maybe. But the attraction between Logan and Quinn was unmistakable, if not a little disturbing. He loved Logan. He didn't want anyone coming in between them.
Join them? Possibly. Split them apart? No.
Logan handed him the soapy loofah and grabbed a washcloth off the shower rack and soaped that up too. He started to scrub Quinn's back, and Ty took the hint. He swiped the loofah over her chest and stomach, gently washing away the remains of their sex. He dropped to his knees and soaped up her legs, while Logan did her arms and neck. Ty watched as Logan followed the flow of water over her skin with his lips, noticed his lover was already getting hard again.
Ty stood and stepped behind Logan, moving the loofah over Logan's skin. He reached around between Logan and Quinn and washed Logan's chest, making sure he tweaked Logan's nipple ring. Ty's cock twitched in anticipation. He smoothed a hand over Logan's wet ass and dipped between his ass cheeks.
Logan spun around and snagged Ty's arms, pinning them behind his back. He shoved Ty into the tile wall and buried a knee between Ty's thighs. Logan's expression looked fierce as he took Ty's mouth, ravishing Ty's lips with his own. Ty gasped into Logan's mouth, loving it. He loved when Logan took control, even though Logan was the smaller man.
Logan broke the kiss. He snagged Ty's earlobe between his teeth. “Jealous?”
Ty couldn't answer.