Lyndee's Saviors [Men of Montana] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Eileen Green

over to these men to bathe her body felt so relaxing and tantalizing she thought she could get used to this treatment. Perhaps, even if they found out who she was, they would still want her. A thrill rushed through her body at the brief thought. Shaking her head of the thought, she knew she would have to take it one day at a time to see what the future would bring.
    Little moans escaped from her as she reveled in the care the two men had given her, and she watched them try to keep their arousals under control. She needed time to rest after the morning they had enjoyed. And they all needed nourishment, so she let Storm rinse her hair of the shampoo, apply the conditioner and then rinse that out also, after which he squeezed as much water as he could from the heavy length. When they finished, Austin stood and grabbed two towels, handing one to his cousin, who had stood to help dry her off.
    Each man putting out a hand, they helped her to stand and then to step out of the tub onto the plush cream-colored mat in front of it. Storm began to squeeze the towel around her hair, letting the cotton material absorb the remaining water, while Austin dried her body. When they finished, they led her out into the bedroom, and Austin led her to the antique vanity with the triple mirrors on it and sat her on the small bench in front of it. Gently he began to comb her wet hair, starting at the bottom first so there were no snarls to cause her pain.
    Never before could she imagine a man so tall and muscular could be so gentle when combing a woman’s hair. Her first thought had been she couldn’t remember a man doing that at all for her, but then she swallowed that thought quickly as she couldn’t remember much of anything. She giggled involuntarily at that, and when the comb stopped briefly, she glanced at Austin in the mirror and lowered her lashes in shyness.
    She noticed his hardened cock bob quickly at the glance and tried not to stare at it while he attended to her, though it was hard not to. Did she really have that much power over his body? She could never imagine that.
    “I know we said we needed to get breakfast,” Austin said huskily. “If you want to try anything, you’re welcome to it. Or if you have any questions…”
    Her eyes flew open to meet dark-brown ones in the mirror, Austin’s gaze smoldering as he held the comb in midair. They moved down to the now-hard cock that seemed to point straight up to his navel. His balls hung low with the weight of them, and she found it fascinating that while Storm had hair down to his pelvic region, Austin did not. His chest was smooth also. Interesting, she thought as she tried to remember Trey’s body.
    Turning on the bench, she came face-to-face with the thick length of the dark cock that beckoned her. The tip was purple and a bead of cream topped it. Licking her lips, she leaned forward and licked up the side of it, letting her tongue stop just short of the tip. He groaned.
    Putting her hands out, she moved them to his thighs and pulled him toward her so she could capture it in her mouth without moving. Leaning her forehead against his washboard abs, she moved her mouth down to let the tip slip in her sweet cavern without letting it touch her lips just yet.
    Her hot breath covered his cock before her lips did, and actually, her lips didn’t surround him until the tip tapped the roof of her mouth and then they gently folded inward. Tasting his pre-cum on her tongue, Lisa moaned before sliding her lips further down his shaft, until her nose touched the junction between cock and groin. Austin’s hand wove into her hair on the back of her head and pulled her back slightly.
    “Easy, little one, take it easy. I know this is all new to you so just take your time.”
    Her lips came to just under the lip of the mushroom-shaped head where her tongue swept over the tip again, savoring in the taste of this man she trusted with all her heart. Sliding back down, she began to fuck his cock