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“Thanks,” Sam said, only glancing away from me long enough to protect us both. “That was two, sweetheart. Ready for orgasm number three?”

He didn’t give me a chance to answer because he pounced and then there was no words except ‘god’ and ‘yes’ and ‘harder’.

4

ASHE

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“You’re getting me dirty all over again,” Natalie said, her back pressed against the shower wall.

My hand was between her legs, feeling her wetness on her soft, warm flesh, and it wasn’t from the hot stream of water falling on us. I slipped my fingers carefully inside her pussy, felt her tight heat. Fucking perfect. We’d been in her all night long and I would imagine her to be sore. Natalie had slipped from bed early to shower. As if I’d have slept through her leaving me; no fucking chance. I’d pulled back the white shower curtain and joined her, not being able to keep my distance, or my hands off her. Sam was asleep in the suite’s other bedroom, but I knew once he got up, he’d want another turn, too. We weren’t done with her, not ever.

My dick was hard, not going down even after fucking her two times. I had to assume Sam would wake up the same way. Horny as hell. We’d only hit the top few things on my fantasy list with her. It would take years…decades, to get through it all, and then we’d do it all over again. And again.

I grinned as I cupped her breast. I couldn’t get enough of them. They were small, firm and were topped with little coral colored nipples that tightened so beautifully. They were very sensitive and when I gave one a little tug, I felt the clench of response around my finger deep inside her.

“I think we discovered last night that you’re a dirty girl.”

Her eyes fell closed as I found the little ridge on her inner wall that made her back arch, her eyes fall close. I knew just how to press, to curl my finger around her G-spot to make her come. But not yet. I wanted her on my dick when she did so. I loved feeling her orgasm, the way her walls all but milked the cum from my balls before I let go, filling the condom.

I wished we had no barrier between us when we filled her, that I could be in her bare, her sticky honey coating my dick like it coated my fingers, that my cum could mark her inside and out. But not yet. I knew her body, but a conversation about birth control had to happen before we ditched the condoms. And trust. I was clean, so was Sam, but while I was commanding her pleasure, she was the one in charge. She was giving us the privilege of her body and she said how. She said when. She said bare, and only then would we mark her officially as ours.

“Dirty? Only with you,” she replied, her neck arching, exposing that long column of pale skin. “And Sam.”

I leaned in, licked the water from her skin, kissed along her jaw to her mouth.

“Mmm,” she murmured as I continued to tease her pussy. To tease her. “I’ve had fun with you guys.”

Fun? That wasn’t the word I’d use. Incredible. Insane. Amazing. Devastating, because life as I’d known it, my life before last night, before Natalie, was over.

There was no going back, and I didn’t want to. I wanted her in my life, in my bed, my shower, hell, I wanted in her pussy forever.

“I’m sure I can speak for Sam and say we have, too. It doesn’t have to end.” I waited for her to open her eyes. “I don’t want it to.”

Her aroused gaze met mine. “It does. You’re leaving.”

I curled my finger. “And you’re going to come.”

“Come? Where? Montana?” she breathed as I stroked her G-spot with a touch more pressure.

“On my fingers”—I slid out and had a second join the first inside her slick heat—“and to Montana.”

She frowned, but gasped when I nipped at the juncture of her shoulder and neck. Her fingers tangled in my wet hair. “Please, I want to come,” she whimpered as I got her closer to the brink.

“Yes, ma’am,” I said, working her expertly until she came all over my fingers, her cry of pleasure bouncing off the bathroom walls. The look of her as she did was the most beautiful sight. Wild, abandoned, completely uninhibited and open. Exposed. The real Natalie was revealed, and only for me and Sam. And right now, with the sounds of her pleasure bouncing off the steamy walls, all mine. Mine.

I slipped from her when she slumped against the wall, a little smile on her lips. With a hand on her hip, I held her up as it seemed her knees were a little shaky. To say I was proud that I’d made her all wilted and gorgeous was an understatement. She only made my ego grow…as well as my dick.

I wanted to fuck her, but I hadn’t brought a condom to the bathroom. Didn’t matter. My dick could wait, although it wasn’t happy about it.

“What’s this about Montana?” she asked as I grabbed the soap, began to slide it all over her. Fuck, Natalie’s perfect body all dripping wet and slick with suds? It was going at the top of my spank bank fantasies.

I kept my eyes on her body as I spoke. “This wasn’t the place to tell you this, the shower, I mean, but we’re here to tell you that you’ve inherited a ranch in Montana.”

She stiffened and her hands grabbed my wrists, stilled my motions. “What?”

I looked at her, saw the confusion in her eyes. All desire washed away, as if by the hot spray that fell on us.


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