CH 47: All in

Renee’s body tensed, Jake’s hand still working her slowly, gently, as the bathroom door creaked open.
Steam spilled out into the hall as Mike stepped into view, already tugging his shirt over his head. His eyes met Renee’s first—dark with curiosity, but not jealousy—then shifted to Jake, who didn’t stop what he was doing. Jake held Renee tighter, lips brushing her temple. “You okay?” he murmured. Renee nodded, pulse pounding. “Yes.” Mike stepped forward, his gaze dropping to where Jake’s hand moved slowly between her thighs, water streaming over both of them. He swallowed, his voice a low rumble. “Looks like I’m late.” “No,” Jake said, his tone even, “You’re just in time.” Mike’s jeans hit the floor, and he stepped into the shower. The space was small—intimate—but the closeness only made the air heavier, more electric. Jake didn’t stop, his fingers still moving in slow, deliberate strokes, watching every flicker of expression cross Renee’s face.

Mike came to her other side, brushing her soaked hair back, his fingers trailing down her neck with gentle purpose. “You’re beautiful like this,” he said softly, leaning in to kiss her cheek. Renee turned her head just enough to catch his mouth with hers, moaning into the kiss as Jake’s touch deepened, coaxing more heat from her core. “Breathe,” Jake whispered in her ear. “I’m trying,” she whispered back, laughing breathlessly between moans. Their three bodies pressed close beneath the water, hearts pounding in sync. And for the first time, none of them felt alone. Mike’s hand slid around Renee’s waist, guiding her gently to face him. Jake’s touch lingered for just a moment longer before it slipped away, replaced seamlessly by Mike’s fingers—warm, steady, exploring her with the same careful attention. Renee gasped into his mouth as he kissed her, deep and slow. His other hand cupped her cheek, grounding her as pleasure unfurled inside her like fire licking along her nerves.

But then—another sensation. Behind her, Jake’s hands returned, but not where she expected. His lips brushed the nape of her neck as his fingers traced lower, teasing the edge of sensation in a way that made her knees weaken. He was careful, but bolder now, creating a rhythm that mirrored Mike’s from the front—every stroke precise, building her need from both sides. Sandwiched between them, Renee clung to Mike’s shoulders, her body trembling with the dual sensation. Their touches were different, but somehow in sync—tender and consuming. Jake’s breath was hot against her spine. “Let go, Renee,” he whispered. Mike kissed her again, swallowing her moan. Pleasure built in waves—overlapping, swelling, breaking. She had never felt anything like it—this surrender, this trust. Their touches weren’t fighting for her—they were holding her. Together. And she gave in to it fully. It wasn't long after she gave in, that the men shared a glance, Mike cut the water off and Jake carried Renee to the room, still naked and wet.

The steam from the shower still clung to Renee’s skin as she stepped into the bedroom, her body flushed and her breath heavy. Mike and Jake followed closely behind, their eyes ravenous, their hands already reaching for her. The air was thick with anticipation, the scent of soap and wet skin mingling with the raw desire that hung between them. Renee’s heart pounded in her chest, her mind still reeling from the intense pleasure they’d given her in the shower. But she knew they weren’t done yet. Not by a long shot. The bedroom was dimly lit, the soft glow of a bedside lamp casting long shadows across the walls. The bed, with its rumpled sheets and scattered pillows, beckoned to them like a promise. Renee felt a shiver run down her spine as Mike pressed her gently against the mattress, his strong hands gripping her hips. Jake moved to the edge of the bed, his gaze intense as he knelt between her legs, spreading them apart with deliberate slowness. Renee’s breath hitched as she felt the cool air against her damp, sensitive skin.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” Mike murmured, his voice rough with need. His fingers traced the curve of her waist, then dipped lower, teasing the edge of her wetness. Renee arched her back, a soft moan escaping her lips. Jake leaned in, his breath ghosting over her clit, and she shuddered, her body already on edge from their earlier play.

“You first.” Mike said, his tone playful but commanding. Renee watched as Jake’s hands slid up her thighs, his fingers brushing against the soft skin between her legs. He paused, his eyes locking with hers, before dipping his head and pressing a soft kiss to her inner thigh. Renee’s muscles clenched in anticipation, her body thrumming with desire. Jake’s tongue was warm and deliberate as it flicked over her clit, sending jolts of pleasure through her. Renee gasped, her hands tangling in his hair, pulling him closer. Mike watched for a moment, his expression hungry, before joining in. His fingers slid into her, deep and steady, complementing Jake’s oral ministrations perfectly. Renee’s head fell back against the pillow, her body arching as the sensations overwhelmed her.

“Fuck, you’re so wet,” Mike groaned, his fingers moving in and out of her with practiced ease. Jake hummed against her skin, the vibrations adding another layer of pleasure. Renee felt her orgasm building, a tight coil of tension in her core. She cried out, her voice hoarse, as Jake’s tongue pressed harder, his rhythm relentless. “Not yet,” Mike whispered, his free hand gripping her hip to hold her still. Renee whimpered, her body trembling on the edge. She wanted to come, needed to, but they were holding her back, drawing out the pleasure until she thought she might lose her mind.
Jake pulled away, his lips glistening with her arousal, and Renee let out a frustrated groan. Mike smirked, his fingers slowing as he leaned down to kiss her, his tongue tasting her desire. “Your turn,” he said, nodding to Jake.
Jake didn’t hesitate. He shifted, his fingers replacing Mike’s, and Renee moaned as he began to finger her with slow, deliberate strokes. Mike moved lower, his breath hot against her thigh, and Renee felt her body tighten again as his lips brushed against her clit. His tongue was firm and insistent, his hands holding her open as he explored every inch of her. “Oh God,” Renee panted, her hips bucking against Jake’s hand. Mike’s mouth was relentless, his tongue flicking and sucking until she was a quivering mess. Jake’s fingers curled inside her, finding that perfect spot that made her see stars. Renee’s cries filled the room, her body on the brink of release, but they pulled away again, leaving her gasping and desperate.