Chloe grins, casting a glance from me to Sean. Then she digs her heels in and says, “Hya,” before either of us realize what she’s doing. Her horse takes off, bolting fast and furious because she’s been given some freedom. The young filly breaks into a lope and Chloe lets out a whoop as her hair flies behind her and she leaves nothing but dust in her wake.
Sean clicks his tongue and gives his own horse a nudge, taking off after our girl, so of course, I follow. But I’m not in a rush. We’ll get there. Besides, I have the key.
They’re both laughing as they lead their horses to the small stable at the side of the house. Sean’s hand on the small of her back. It doesn’t make me jealous. Not in the least at this point. I know she wants both of us, and I’m not going to fight it. This’ll never work if he and I can’t get past our jealousy.
Jumping down from the saddle, I follow them into the stable and get to work on putting away the horse’s tack. There’s a lot of work that goes into caring for these animals, but all three of us know exactly what needs to be done before we get to play. It’s who we are.
Chloe’s eyes find mine more than once while she brushes down her horse, and by the time we’re all set, I just want to have the woman in my arms.
“That was exactly what I needed,” she says.
“I think you forgot how well both of us know you.” I take her hand and tug her toward the front door. “We both know what you like. How you like to be touched. What will make you wet?”
She sucks in a shuddering breath and the temperature between us goes from warm to scorching. “And I know how to touch you.” Her free palm glides over my chest, down the abs I’ve been able to keep cut from all my time on horseback, until she cups the rapidly swelling erection I’m not trying to hide.
“Darlin’,” I warn.
“Don’t stop me now.” Her voice is a plea and I have no intention of ending this.
“Inside,” Sean’s low voice only adds to the heat between us. We’re really doing this. I’m going to share her with him, and somehow, the idea of the two of us filling her, making her ours, doesn’t bother me.
“I’m not stopping,” I promise, placing the key in the lock and opening the door. “I’m not stopping until you remember exactly why you loved me.”
“Same here, bunny,” Sean offers.
“Good.” She steps inside and immediately, her fingers aren’t laced with mine anymore. They’re working at the snaps on her shirt. The fabric falls free, leaving a lacy white bra as the only thing hiding her gorgeous full tits from me.
I set my hat on the side table near the door and tug my shirt over my head. Then she’s on me. She’s teeth and tongue, rough scratches of her nails down my back, desperate moans. But Sean steals her away, his already bare chest on full display.
“Mine,” he growls.
“For now.”
She stiffens. “No fighting. I can’t choose and that’s the only way tonight will work. If I don’t have to. I want you both. At the same time.”
Her hands go to the waistband of her jeans and she unbuttons them before lowering the zipper. Sean claims her mouth, his kiss hungry and demanding, obvious even from my outside vantage point. Those slender fingers of hers stop working on her pants while she threads them in Sean’s hair and gives in to his kiss. So I take up the effort, kneeling before gripping and removing first one, then the other, boot. The lace bra falls to the floor at my feet and I take hold of her jeans and slide them down her hips. I want this woman so bad, my body aches.
“Colt,” she moans, breaking away from Sean’s kiss. “Please.”
I don’t need her to clarify. I take the soft scrap of lace covering her pussy and slip my fingers under it, teasing her already wet folds. She bucks her hips into my hand, begging without words. My finger slides over her clit and the sound she makes has me throbbing in my jeans.
“I need to get inside you soon, darlin’,” I bite out.
“Yes.” She’s panting, riding my palm, and as I look up her gorgeously curved body, I see Sean has moved his attention to her nipple, sucking hard, making her cry out.
I pull my fingers away from the place I want to be so badly, but only so I can stand and take her into my arms. Sean steps back, not fighting me. I search the unfamiliar house for a bedroom and find Sean already striding toward the door to our left. He opens it and nods. Then I carry our girl into the bedroom and lay her out on the mattress like a beautiful offering. Except, she’s the goddess, we’re her worshippers. I pull a line of condoms from my back pocket and toss them on the bed next to her, then remove my pants.
She watches with hungry eyes, her lower lip between her teeth, legs shifting back and forth.
“Spread your legs for me, darlin’,” I murmur, reaching for a condom as I stroke my length.
She nods and does as I ask, her pink and perfect cunt on display for me. “Sean, I want you touching me while Colt is inside me.”
The man climbs on the bed, totally naked, but I hadn’t been paying attention to him. My focus was on the beautiful woman in front of me. Rolling on the layer of protection, I fit my hips between her thighs and rest my palms on her hips. Then I sink inside slowly while she reaches for Sean’s cock. It’s weird and arousing all at the same time to see her approaching this with such abandon. She’s living out her fantasy and we are making it happen.
I stare at her as I move inside her, remembering the feel of us together, of our passion and the need I always have when she’s around. I don’t know if we’ll be able to convince her this can go beyond tonight, but I have to try.
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