She kept her eyes closed, savoring the feeling of skin-to-skin, front and back, the coolness of the morning air. The scent of male and ocean breezes. Mike stirred behind her. His hand cupped one of her breasts, flattening her nipple beneath his palm, and his thick erection rubbed along the cleft of her ass with his slight movement. She didn’t know if he did it on purpose, or if he was still asleep, but her body instantly reacted, a tingling sensation shooting throughout her from her breasts to her pussy. Den’s knee was wedged between her thighs, and if she moved just a bit she could ride it with her wet folds. His hand was draped over her hip and his other arm served as her pillow, like it had every night. And like every morning, his cock was just as hard as the one pressed against her backside. Only this morning was different. After yesterday, everything had changed. With just that one kiss she’d given Den first thing that morning, it had led to her becoming Den’s and Mike’s submissive.
