Page 199 of Wild Like Us

Banks and I watch Sulli snap off her bra, slide off her panties—all the while, we’re stepping out of boxer-briefs. Vapor kisses my bare flesh as the three of us stand naked in her bathroom.

I never thought this would happen.

But I’m not shocked that I’m here. Not when the air between us is unfettered and peaceful. Why would I run away from that?

I study the bath for a half-second. Figuring out how to maneuver in it will be like a human puzzle. The tub is striking, almost like the focal point of the room. It could comfortably hold three people, but we’re all six-foot or over.

“You first,” I tell Sulli. “Stay in the middle.” Steam coasts over the gentle water, and she reaches out for Banks’ hand.Doesn’t mean anything.She didn’t just choose him. He was just closer.

Banks helps stabilize Sulli as she plunges each foot into the bath. She has good balance, so I know it’s partly just to touch each other.

My gaze melts over Sulli, dripping down her athletic body. Every inch of her is defined muscle. Her legs are leaner than her broad-shoulders, and the dark hair on her pussy is fueling my need.

Sulli catches me staring. “What’s that look?”

I want to run my hand over every inch of you.“You’re a total babe, Sul.”

Her lips tic up in a cute smile.

I smile back, and I imagine cupping her tits, pinning her to a bed, drivingdeepbetween her thighs. And her overcome face as she unravels in the intensity.

The pleasure.

My cock twitches, and I absentmindedly palm my length, still holding her gaze.

A shallow breath expels between her lips. Hot and bothered, she twists her hair up in a tighter, messier bun. I swear she mutters a soft, “Fuck.”

She’s twenty-one.

And a virgin.

Sometimes I forget she’s a lot younger and inexperienced until these small moments where she’s overwhelmed at my confidence, assuredness, forwardness.

She lowers down into the bath. Water laps at her tits.

I look to Banks. “You next. I’ll squeeze in after.”

He’s clumsier climbing into the tub, and Sulli grabs onto his thighs before he slips. He sinks down, legs bent and spread open so that she can fit between them. I do the same. The hot water feelsamazing, and every ache in my muscle screams at me to justrelax.

We shift around until we’re all in a comfortable position. With my legs spread, my ankles practically hook with Banks’ ankles, our knees bent out of the water. I rest my back to one side of the tub. Still close to being chest-to-tits with Sulli.

I watch her dip her head beneath the water. Very close to my cock, and then she pops up, combing her wet hair back out of her face.

Shit.

She’s beautiful.

Sulli leans back against Banks’ chest. His arm moves underneath the water, maybe around her waist. Whatever he does, she looksdeeplysatisfied, easing completely like putty, and that makes me smile.

Sulli squirts some soap into the water and swirls the suds around with her fingers.

My muscles slowly unwind in the hot bath. Relaxation sinking me down. I skate my hand along Sulli’s leg. The hair on her calf feels softer in the water, but I love the prickly Sulli as much as the fuzzy Sulli.

“Goddamn,” Banks exhales as his eyes flutter shut. His arms grip the lips of the tub on either side of him. “I could just fall asleep here and never wake up.”

Sulli slides a palm over his bicep. “No falling asleep then. I want you to wake the fuck up.”

“Me too.” I splash water at him, but Sulli’s face gets doused instead.