Page 64 of Dead Cute


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I caught sight of myself in the mirror and winced. My face was white with dust. It was sprinkled through my hair, everywhere on my body except for where my shirt had covered.

"You look beautiful." Forrest pushed my hair aside and kissed the back of my neck. He grimaced as his lips were covered in drywall dust.

Leif chuckled.

"No regrets," Forrest said, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He looked at my reflection in the mirror before unhooking my bra and letting it fall away from my breasts.

"Absolutely beautiful," he whispered.

I swallowed. I wasn't used to being appreciated like this, especially not as messy as I was.

Staying behind me, he undid the button of my jeans and slid down the zipper before pushing the fabric off my hips, taking my panties with them. They both fell to my ankles.

It was Leif who crouched down beside me and undid the laces of my shoes. Forrest took my weight while I lifted one foot, then the other, letting Leif pull off my shoes and socks.

"Adorable," Leif said, holding one up. It was bright blue with yellow bananas.

My face heated.

"I like novelty socks," I muttered.

"Me too." Leif pulled up the bottom of his jeans to show his Batman socks.

Instead of displaying his socks in the same way, Forrest kicked off his shoes, then his dark jeans, until he was standing only in a shirt and socks with flamingos on them, not to mention a pair of black boxer briefs that showed off the shape of his cock.

"Those suit you," Leif said, grinning.

Forrest shrugged. "They were a Christmas present from my son, Cass."

I swallowed, mindful I was standing there in front of them fully naked.

Forrest pulled off his shirt, then slowly eased his boxers off, letting his rapidly thickening cock spring free. Holy heck, it was big, the head already purple and glistening with pre-cum. He leaned against the wall to tug off his socks, then gently pushed me into the shower as he turned the water on.

"Lucky you have a party shower," Leif said, shedding his own clothes. His cock was slightly narrower than Forrest's, but a little longer.

I stepped under the water and rinsed myself, trying to get my head around the fact I was naked in here with not just another person, but two attractive men. This was not an average day in the life of Sable Kohl. Not yet anyway. I could get used to it, given half a chance.

Should I though? That was a question for later.

Forrest stood behind me, grabbed the shampoo and started to wash my hair, while Leif crouched in front of me and ran his hands up and down my thighs.

"Stunning," Leif said. "Just stunning. I've always appreciated beautiful things, but I don't think I've ever seen anything or anyone as beautiful as you."

If I replied with words, I would have gotten water and shampoo in my mouth, so I flashed him a quick smile and let him part my legs to slide his fingers over my pussy. I quivered with even the light touch he lavished on me. What Woodystarted, I was happy to finish with them. Was that fucked up? I couldn't think straight enough to decide. That was another question for later.

Forrest carefully rinsed the shampoo off my hair, then did the same with conditioner, careful to make sure to coat every strand. He left it there to do its thing, then started on the body wash, lightly rubbing my face to clear away the dust, then starting on the rest of me. His hands caressed the undersides of my breasts before moving up to wash my nipples one after the other until they were hard as a rock.

I moaned, louder still as Leif pressed a finger up inside me, then another.

"How wet is she?" Forrest asked.

"Extremely," Leif said.

"Good girl." Forrest rolled my nipples between his thumb and forefinger, while pressing his stubbled cheek to mine. "Who made you this wet? Tell me the truth."

I swallowed.

"Woody did," I admitted.