So even Hunter was surprised when the name that came out of his mouth was, “Sammy Heller.”
* * * *
Dylan raced to where he’d left Lilianna behind in Logan’s office. Unfortunately, he wasn’t fast enough to keep Logan from discovering her naked, and still half asleep on his stable master’s office pullout sofa.
He heard, “Holy shit!” from Logan at the exact same time Lilianna shrieked.
Bounding up the stairs two at a time, he burst into the room as Logan was taking a step back in obvious shock. They collided by the door.
“Hey, Logan. What’s up?” he managed to ask before turning to see Lilianna clutching the thin sheet to her chin. One leg and her entire left flank from hip to shoulder was exposed and displayed. She looked amazing.
Logan huffed. “I thought someone broke in and set fire to my stables. I surely wasn’t expecting to find Goldilocks asleep in here.” He looked over at the bed, and then focused on Dylan’s face. His eyebrows rose in question. He probably wanted an explanation.
Dylan wasn’t in the mood to enlighten him just yet. “Sorry for the unexpected intrusion. And I promise to lock up when we leave.” He crossed in front of Logan and readied to push him out the door.
“Uh huh.” Logan glanced at the bed and Lilianna once more. She had relaxed a little, but her eyes were wide, her hair wild and spread around her face as if she’d just been soundly fucked. Which she had, bucking bronco-style no less.
“And…you can send me the cleaning bill.”
Logan grinned suddenly. “Count on it.” He moved toward the doorway a couple of steps, but turned back. “Text me when you leave so I can reset the alarm.”
“Sure. Thanks, Logan.”
“Uh huh.” He turned to Lilianna and nodded. “Nice to meet you.”
Lilianna gave him an unsteady smile but didn’t speak.
Dylan closed the door, locked it, and turned to her. “Sorry about that.”
Her smile was steadier this time. “That’s okay. I smelled the smoke right before your friend came in. What happened?”
Dylan opened his mouth to tell her and then closed it. Would she blame herself for Hunter’s woodshop being lit on fire?
“What? Tell me.”
“Someone set fire to Hunter’s woodworking shop.”
She sucked in a breath. “Oh no.” She came out of the bed, dragging the top sheet with her, but it caught on the corner where it was still tucked in. Suddenly, she was standing nude next to the foldout, holding the corner of the sheet in one hand.
To her credit she didn’t try to hide her body. Dylan approached her slowly. “Do not get upset.”
“It was Sammy. I just know it.”
“That may be true, but it is not your fault.”
“Of course it is. I brought him here. I’m so sorry to involve you in this. Hunter must hate me.”
“I’m not sorry to be involved. And Hunter absolutely does not hate you.”
“How do you know?”
“I just saw him. The damage is only to the back of the place, not the front where all of his carved pieces are.”
Dylan took her in his arms and held her tight. “Come back to our house and we’ll both prove it to you.”
She squeezed her arms tighter around his neck. He loved how she clung to him. “How?” she asked against the collar of his shirt. Then she kissed his neck below one ear and his cock pulsed to life. Damn, just being in her proximity was like having a permanent aphrodisiac floating nearby.
He hadn’t intended to bring this up, but the question came out of him before he could stop it. “Have you ever heard of double penetration sex?”
Lilianna stilled in his arms. He could practically hear the wheels turning in her head. “I…I’m not certain. Does it mean what I think it does?” Her breathy tone against his neck sent his thickening cock rearing forward into her belly. He might never get enough of her.
“If you think it means having one cock seated to the hilt in your sweet, tight pussy and another thrusting in your ass at the same time, then you’ve got it figured out.”
Her embrace tightened on him and a whoosh of her breath tickled the hairs on the back of his neck. He pressed a kiss below her ear and waited to hear whatever she said next.