Casper takes a few moments to recover before leading me into the next room. I sneak a look over my shoulder as he continues to tug my arm forward. Lawson isn't following us. I briefly catch sight of him reaching for the hotel phone beside the bed, but Casper moves too fast to allow me to hear what Lawson speaks to the hotel employee. I can only assume that he's calling for room service, but we just ate, and food is the last thing on my mind right now. Maybe he needs extra carbs for round two. Then again, the way his dick stands high marks his apparent insatiable libido.

       We left so quick for supper when we first arrived that I didn't get a chance to properly explore the suite. It's stunning. The room Casper leads me too has an indoor hot tub overlooking a terrace. This weekend getaway clearly wasn't cheap. My feet trail across the cold marble floor as I walk past the steaming tub and head for the sliding patio doors.

       Considering our lacking attire, me in only a flipped over bra and Casper butt naked, I think it's wise to close the curtains. I try to move quickly, hoping the traffic below won't catch a glimpse of my bareness.

       My fingers wrap around the velvet material just as Casper stops me. "Not a chance."

      He grabs my wrists and spins me around against the patio window. I make a mental note to wash the door before we leave tomorrow. I think the maid would appreciate not having to wash my ass prints from the window.

       Casper grins down at me with his signature confident smirk, as if I didn't just lick Lawson's cum out of his ass. There is something immeasurably hot about a man that can be so forward with his true desires and interests. As though he knows where my thoughts just went, he grabs my chin and leans in closer. "I was going to go easy on you but payback's a bitch." In a swift motion he spins me around again, placing my back to his chest, and my front against the window. He flicks my bra completely off, fully baring me to anyone that might look through our hotel window. Though our suite is on one of the higher floors, zooming cars but tiny flecks from this distance, passer buyers could see enough to assume what was happening. There was no way I could be identified from the distance, they wouldn't even be able to pinpoint the color of my nipples, but there was exciting trepidation there, nonetheless.

       "Pretend all you want, but I know leaving those curtains open turns you on even more," Casper goads.

       Because I'm tired of hearing him run his mouth and refuse to admit that he's right, I grab his head over my shoulder and pull his face towards mine. I'm a little rougher than usual, taking pleasure in biting the lips that oh so love to torture me. Casper matches my fervour, sucking and nipping just as intensely.

        The way his tongue traces my mouth and sucks on my bottom lip makes me wonder if he's savouring the taste of Lawson that lingers on me.

        He drags my bottom lip with him as he slowly pulls away. Placing one more chaste kiss on my mouth, he takes a step backwards and nudges his head towards the hot tub. There's no misunderstanding his intention for me to step in the water, but I hesitate. I look towards the bedroom door, waiting for Lawson to come back. I don't know what they have in mind, but my pulse spikes. This feels orchestrated, as though they've discussed what they plan on doing to me.

        "Just sit on the edge, for now," Casper instructs.

       I situate myself as directed, with my bottom on the edge of the tub, and legs in the hot water.

       "People are going to see what we're doing up here," I object meekly. "Doesn't your manly pride want to keep me to yourself? I mean yourself and Lawson."

       "I'm more of a parade your arm candy kind of person." He shrugs a shoulder.

       I arch my brow and prepare my retort to being referred to arm candy, but Lawson finally marks his appearance.

      "Nice view out here," he greets. He has yet to undress, his pant zipper and belt still wide open. He hasn't even bothered to put his dick away, probably too hard to contain. Despite how good he looks, I hardly focus on his clothing, my eyes draw to the bucket of ice in his hands. He has ice but no drinks. The wicked smile on his face is enough to draw my conclusion. I fidget on my seat.

       Lawson holds my gaze as he reaches into the bucket to pop an ice cube in his mouth with tantalizing leisureliness. My breath catches in my throat as my body tenses in anticipation. The water is so nice and warm, do they really have to ruin that?

       I'm distracted from any further complaints when Casper drags Lawson forward by his collar and captures his lips in a passionate kiss. I will never tire of seeing how much they love each other. If I hadn't just witnessed Lawson fuck Casper, I might have been led to believe that they hadn't seen each other months; devouring one another with the passion of starved men.

       By the time they pull apart, the ice cube has made it to Casper's mouth. He flashes me a taunting smile, making sure that I see the half-melted cube between his teeth. A drop of water dribbles down his chin and onto his chest.

       Casper stalks forward and slides into the tub effortlessly. He moves in a flurry and before I know what's happening, he's situated between my legs. Without warning, he draws my nipple between his lips. I shoot forward at the coolness of his lips, and almost buck into the water when he firmly pushes the ice against my sensitive nipple. The contrast of the heat around my legs, and the chill on my chest has my head spinning. I don't even get the chance to recover from the shock. Lawson pops another ice cube between his lips, joins us in the tub, and attacks my other nipple. I was so distracted by Casper, that I missed Lawson getting undressed.

      While their lips continue their attack, they each grab more ice from the bucket and run it across my skin with their fingers. From the groove of my throat, down my stomach and taunting my inner thighs, they never quite reach where I know their teasing is leading up to.

      Just as my breaths start to part my lips in pants they pull away. I grunt in frustration, feeling the orgasm that had been creeping in, slip away. Lawson leaves no time for the voicing of my frustration.

       "Turn over," he demands.

      I hesitate for the briefest second before following his order. I'm too tired to put up the front of being a brat. All too eager to follow their lead, I make move to swing my legs so they're facing the window. Lawson grabs my hip and halts my attempt.

       "Not like that," he tuts. He pulls me into the water and twirls me around so that my face is facing the window. He keeps pushing me forward, until I'm on my knees on the underwater bench, with my chest hanging over the edge of the tub. My legs are underwater, but the way he bends me forward ensures my ass and torso remain above water.

        I can see their lingering gazes on my ass through the reflection in the patio door. The room is so well illuminated that I have no doubt that they've got a good view of... everything.

      "You're turning a little rosy," Casper taunts. "Is this humiliating?"

      I bite back my remark of comparing my flushed skin to his from a few minutes ago. He certainly wasn't this collected when he was on the receiving end. He was just as rosy, perhaps even more so, when his ass was on display.

       I watch the cars below mindlessly, as the guys run more ice down my back and backside. I can't tell whose hand belongs to which of my two menaces. They get closer and closer to the spot that my skin burns for relief, taking their sweet ass time to tease every inch of my skin. One of them tugs my legs further apart, as the other drags their frozen fingers across the inside of my cheeks and labia. My breaths fall from my lips in louder pants.

       I jolt when two different ice cubes pause against my openings and cry out when they're pushed inside at the same time. Someone's hand rests on my lower back as I buck against their hold. I cry out, vision darkening as I see stars. It's too much, yet not enough. I try to squirm away from their fingers but they're stronger. I'm kept firmly in place.

       "Shh," Casper encourages and rubs his palm in circles against my back. "You're doing so good, baby... Remember your safe word."

       They freeze for a few seconds, as though to give me a chance to speak. Their fingers pause on my openings, preventing the ice from coming out of my ass and pussy. There's no chance that I'm putting an end to this.

       When I remain silent, they snap back into action. Their fingers push a little deeper and Lawson brings a third cube to my clit. I explode, jerking forward in surprise as the orgasm reappears out of nowhere.

        They work me through the orgasm until I'm in such a blissful state that I can barely hold myself up. Like a rag doll, they spin me around again, to face them. Their hands never leave my bottom, keeping the melting ice in place.

        Casper grins wickedly, before grabbing my calves and pulling me underwater in a swift tug. Lawson's hands protect my back and head from smacking against the tub, as I'm submerged.

       "Fuck!" I shout, contrast of the hot water against my frozen skin overwhelming my senses.

      "That's it." Lawson grunts. "Let us hear it."

       I flush at his words and flush deeper when I feel the ice fall out of my ass. Casper abandoned his grip on the ice when he pulled me in, but Lawson has somehow managed to keep two fingers against the ice cube in my core. With his free hand he guides me into Casper's lap so that I'm straddling the blond. Lawson grabs Casper's hand and replaces his finger with his boyfriend's. Casper dares to push a little deeper, ice moving with the penetration of his digits.

       I can feel his cock standing high next to his hand, and it takes every bit of restraint not to take him in hand and angle him towards my entrance. He's so close to where I want him to be. While his fingers are great, I want him inside me. Preferably now.

       Lawson settles behind me. With my one hand he toys with my clit and the other reaches for Casper's dick. When his own monster dick pokes at my backside, I go rigid. I want him inside me just as much as I do Casper, but the two of them at the same time?

       "Don't worry." Lawson brushes a strand of hair behind my ear. "You're not ready for that, yet."

       I sigh the softest breath of relief and melt against his chest. He kisses my cheek and to contradict his sudden softness, he simultaneously pushes Casper's cock inside my aching core. Casper and I grunt in a mixture of relief and pleasure.

       Casper wastes no time to thrusts inside me. He pushes in and out of me as Lawson sucks on my neck. Lawson's fingers tease my ass and control my hips to drive me harder against Casper. I'm half aware of the water that splashes over top the edge of the tub, but I don't care enough to stop. They're finally giving me what I want, and in no time another orgasm hits me. Casper follows me shortly after, grunting as he fills me with cum and ice water.

       I collapse over him and nestle my face in the crook of his neck as I catch my breath.

       Their hands are gentler now, playing softly with the roots of my hair and brushing against my skin. Once Casper catches his breath, he picks me up bridal style and carries me out of the tub. Lawson walks past us and comes back a moment later with a towel. They dry me off, before Casper picks me up once more and carries me to the bed.

       He settles himself against the headboard in a sitting position and pulls me to rest between his legs, with my back against his chest. My head falls back on his shoulder, and I wrap his arms around my body, enjoying the warmth of his body. I could get comfortable here. Already my eyes flicker with a heaviness, but I haven't forgotten about Lawson. He hasn't cum yet and I think that he has earned his turn.

       "Do you have another one in you?" Casper whispers, lips tickling my ear. Once again, he seems to have read my mind.

       I nod, eyes connecting with Lawson who's standing by the edge of the bed. Holding his gaze, I spread my legs open in invitation, not bothering to move from Casper's lap.

       I half expect him to pounce; half expect Casper to hold me down as his boyfriend takes his turn in rough, passionate thrusts. But Lawson surprises me by going slow. There's only softness dancing across his blown pupils. He tucks my hair behind my ears and drops a gentle kiss atop my forehead. He kisses my nose next and then my cheeks, before finally attaching himself to my lips. He sucks softly on my mouth and caresses my tongue. He is tender and passionate; everything I would have initially thought him to be. His mouth stays on mine as he lines himself up and pushes into my pussy. I sigh against his lip, breathing into his own parted lips.

        Despite the change in pace and firmness, the slower thrusts, I cum just as hard as I did with Casper. Three thrusts later and Lawson is coming too, panting against my ear.

        He doesn't pull out for the longest time. All three us lay still, enjoying the calm of the aftermath.

       "I'll fall asleep if I don't get up," Lawson grunts. He detaches himself with a trail of cum. Casper holds me tighter as Lawson gets up. We both, undoubtfully take advantage of the opportunity to check out the brunet as he makes his way for the bathroom.

       Lawson returns a moment later with a warm cloth and washes us both up. The cloth has barely left my skin but already my eyes threaten to close. Seconds after Lawson discards of the towel and snuggles up beside us, I drift off. I fall asleep tucked neatly between the both of them with a certain dopy smile on my face.