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At least they could save a step since Dane had never gotten around to putting his shirt on before storming out to the garage.His lean build was impressive, powerful yet sleek.

He reached for his jeans.

“No.”Walker swatted his hands away.“Let her.”

He put his palm on Joy’s lower back then, encouraging her to unwrap her prize.

Joy fumbled the button once, twice, as his hard-on made the fabric tighter than usual on his trim hips.When she finally popped it open, the zipper wedged shut.So she slid her hand inside to make sure she didn’t injure Dane when she gave it a solid tug.

Of course, she also took the opportunity to cup his dick and squeeze it lovingly a few times while she was at it.

Walker chuckled when Dane groaned and breathed through his nose.

“See how much he wants you, Joy?”Walker murmured in her ear from entirely too close behind her to encourage her brain to function properly.“He always has.You’ve always been his dream girl.”

“Woman,” she corrected.

“Now you are,” Walker acceded.“To us both.Keep going.Get those jeans off him.”

Walker might not be anything like his father, but he had inherited some of his ringleader tendencies.Joy was more than happy to let him exercise them here, in private.They came in handy when both she and Dane were mindless with desire and eager to submit to Walker’s alpha nature, which would guarantee the potential ecstasy they could bring each other manifested itself.

The truth was, she and Dane had floundered on their own, neither one willing to make the first move even when they’d so badly craved action.Walker was the catalyst that took their potential and sparked it.Without him, there was only a lot of latent desire and no active reaction.

“Stop thinking and do it, Joy,” Walker growled at her, slapping her ass.Then he hesitated.“Unless you’ve changed your mind.”

She blinked, then grabbed the waistband of Dane’s jeans and yanked them to the floor.He helped her finish the job by kicking them off.Then he stood there, completely nude and unashamed, his cock hard and ready for whatever games Walker would play with them.

“Now you, Dane.Show me how beautiful she is.”

“Like you forgot,” Dane huffed, and rolled his eyes.“It’s only been a few days since you buried your mouth in her sweet pussy and made her come all over your face, hasn’t it?”

For a second, Walker looked like he might get pissed, or end their session right then.

Then he sighed and said, “Yes.Sorry.I should have told you about that.”

“I only wish I’d been there to see it for myself.”Dane was cute when he pouted.

“How about I give you a repeat performance?”Walker offered and Joy’s legs wobbled.She certainly wasn’t going to dissuade him if he wanted to let her have a do over.

“I’ll take it.”Dane grinned.

“Then you’d better get her clothes off, huh?”Walker grabbed Dane’s dick and led him closer to Joy.“Go ahead.I’m patient, but I can’t wait forever.”

Dane might have followed orders, but he did it with his own twist.After ridding her of her tank top, he kept her back to Walker so he couldn’t become distracted by her boobs.Then he slid her sweats down so the waistband perched barely below her ass cheeks before encouraging her to lean on his shoulders so she was bent forward.He stroked her flank, clearly trying to get Walker back for making them tease each other so mercilessly.

She wanted to rip her clothes off, and instead they were making her crazy doing it bit by bit.

“You have the finest ass I’ve ever seen,” Walker groaned, and stepped closer.He rubbed his jeans-covered hard-on along the crack of it, making her shiver.“I can’t wait until the day I fuck it.”

“Why not today?”she asked with a glance over her shoulder.

“Because I have other things in mind.”Walker spanked her once, sharp though not very hard.He stepped back and barked at Dane, “Keep going.”

At least he was planning on fucking her again in the future.For now, Joy would settle for that newsflash.

Dane didn’t torture them much more.He made quick work of her sweats, helping her step out of them.She leaned on his broad shoulders, never once fearing she might tip over when she had someone as steady as him to lean on.


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