Thirty minutes later Patrick kissed my neck in apology as he rinsed sand from between my ass cheeks. "I'm so sorry love, I promise I will fix this." The twins were both leaning against the doorway into the bathroom watching Patrick rinse sand off of me. "So how exactly did you get sand all over you?" Jake teased me, his cocky grin lighting up his face. My response was to flip him off and Josh pulled him out of the bathroom.
"We are going to start breakfast, just make sure you get all the sand off of her" Josh called as he pulled his brother out of the room.
I shook my head at the twins antics, as they continued to argue. Drew joined us in the shower a few minutes after the twins disappeared, offering to lend his medical expertease. I just rolled my eyes as Patrick handed him the shower head.noveldrama
"Hold still," Patrick murmured in my ear as Drew directed the water over my pussy lips, I was embarrassed and turned on at the same time. Using his fingers Drew spread my pussy lips apart and angled the water over my clit.
"There's no sand there," I groaned
"Just making sure," Drew said running his fingers over every inch of my pussy. Patrick slid two fingers in me from behind, and I pressed a hand against the shower wall, holding onto Drew's shoulder to support myself. "Go slow and be careful," Drew instructed
"I am, I'm not going to hurt her," Pratick grouched. I gave Drew's shoulder a squeeze.
"Don't argue," I murmured "We got carried away, and now we are fixing it,"
"Love, we aren't arguing," Patrick murmured as he began to scissor his fingers inside me. My toes curled at the sensation, then Drew was kissing me, while his fingers rolled over my clit, and Patrick continued to thrust his fingers inside me. My moan turned to a wimper as Drew moved away from me turning off the water. I didn't have a chance to shiver though, because within seconds Drew had a warm towel wrapped around me, and Patrick was drying me off before carrying me back into the bedroom.
They had planned the apparently because the covers of the bed had been pulled back out of the way. Patrick set me down next to the bed and I shivered as he began to kiss me. Then his hands were on my breasts and Drew was behind me massaging my back. I gasped when the first slap landed on my ass, by the third slap, I was sure that I had soaked Patricks dick where it nestled between my pussy lips. By the time Drew slapped my ass for the fifth time, and Patrick had one nipple sucked into his mouth, I could no longer hold back the wimpers and moans and they came spilling out.
"Fuck," Patrick groaned as he shifted us both and then lifted me up, letting me drop down onto his dick. "You can take more love, I know you can," Patrick growled. Before I could comprehend what he was saying Drew began to rapidly smack my ass, first one cheek, then the other. My pussy clenched so tight that Patrick moaned, then we were kissing.
My body felt like it was on fire with all the different sensations I was feeling, and when Drew slid two lubed fingers into my ass I didn't even tighten my muscles. When Drew pushed his dick into my ass pinning me against Patrick my body began to tremble, I was so close. The feeling of having both of them holding me was about to push me over the edge. When a groan sounded from across the room, I looked up and caught the gazes of Mike, Josh, and Jake, and knowing they were watching pushed me over the edge, and Patrick and Drew quickly followed. We collapsed together in a heap of the bed, all of us trying to catch our breaths.
"We're next." Mike growled.
"Fuck yes." The twins echoed.
Love warred with humor, and when I started giggling everyone else joined in. We spent the rest of the day in bed, fucking, playing, and cuddling. I came so many times I lost count. It was our last day of vacation and we made the most of it. The next morning, I was sore, and the guys insisted I rest as they took care of everything. The yacht arrived and Patrick had me on board and laying on a lounger in the shade, while the rest of the guys helped load our luggage for the return trip. I had dozed off by the time the yacht was loaded, and only woke up when Drew craddled me in his arms and carried me aboard our private plane. I could have walked but I wasn't going to complain. Once he set me down in a seat, he handed me a bottle of water and a couple pills, since we would be on the plane for almost six hours I didn't want to risk getting sick. I tried to fight through the sleep inducing side effects the pills caused but lost the battle just as the plane was preparing to take off.
I awoke several hours later fighting my out out of the drug induced fog. I sat up finding Drew and Mike sitting on either side of me. Mike pulled out his ear buds, it looked like he had been watching a movie on his phone while I slept, and Drew put his book aside, both of them watching me carefully for any signs of motion sickness.
"I'm okay you two," I promised, but my mouth is really dry, could I have something to drink?" Drew motioned for one of the flight attendants, and he came over. I asked for some sparkling water and a light meal, and he returned quickly with my drink, which I sipped at thankfully. A few minutes later a covered try was placed in front of me, when I took the lid off I found vegetable soup, along with several kinds of crackers. I picked up a craker and nippled carefully on it, when I had finished it I waited for almost twenty minutes before I tried the soup, wanting to make sure that my stomach was going to stay settled. I did not want to end our perfect vacation by throwing up on the way home.