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Leaning in until my lips brush her earlobe, I growl, “Don’t you dare. Don’t you dare think about letting go. You’re going to stay this way until I say so. Got it?”

“Mm-hmm.” Her voice trembles as much as her body, but she also pushes back until her ass brushes my cock.

“You’re a little tease.” In response, I tease her ass, picking up the wetness glistening on her bald lips, using it so my fingers glide over her puckered hole.

“Oh God!” she moans, and the sound carries, echoes, filling my world with her growing pleasure.

“Do you want me to take your ass?” My finger probes now, suggesting more than I deliver at first. Applying pressure, pulling back, while her moans get louder, stronger. The scent of her arousal wraps itself around me, pushing me on, until the only thing I can do is everything in my power to make her shatter for me.

When I use my free hand to stroke her slit, brushing against her clit, she almost jumps out of her skin. “Yes! Oh God, please!”

In this moment, there is nothing she wants more than what I can give her. “‘Please,’ what?” I ask, tapping the tip of her clit.

She thrusts her ass at me, making me chuckle darkly at her desperation. “Please, please!”

“‘Please,’ what?” I repeat over her desperate shouts. “What do you want, June? You have to tell me.”

She wants to. I can feel it. But there’s still part of her that won’t let her say it out loud. “Please, let me . . . make me . . .”

“Oh, you want to come?”

“Yes! Yes, make me come!” Her hips grind in a desperate attempt to find relief.

“And you’ll never underestimate me again?” Not that I give a shit. I just need an excuse to drag this out, to punish her, to make her beg.

“No! I won’t! Please!” she sobs.

“Good girl.” Applying just enough pressure to make her vibrate, I grunt, “Come for me. Come like a good girl.”

“Oh . . . oh God, yes . . . I’m close . . . it’s . . .”

She throws her head back and lets out a howl that doesn’t sound human, almost deafening me, going on and on until she slumps like she’s totally spent.

Instead of treating her gently, I’m rough, pulling her down to her knees in the hay. With my hands on her hips, I lift, bearing her ass, her swollen pussy. “I can smell how much you want this,” I grunt, working my belt, my zipper, finally free, taking my cock from its confines. “You want my cock in this pussy, don’t you?”

“Fuck, yes,” she gasps. “Give it to me. Give it to me, Adrian.”

Taking my shaft in my hand, I run my swollen head through her juices. We moan together and she pushes back again, urging me on.

I would skewer her, too, if it weren’t for somebody kicking the stall door open and thrusting a shotgun in my face. Somebody who is also holding a flashlight that shines in my eyes.

“Oh shit!” June isn’t blind like I am, and she lets out a high-pitched screech, pulling hay around her to cover herself up. “What are you doing? Theo!”

“Fuck,” he grunts, lowering the flashlight and the shotgun, turning his back while I blink away the spots dancing in front of my eyes. “I didn’t know it was you two out here.”

“Process of elimination didn’t tell you it could be?” she demands while I shove my softening erection back into my boxer briefs, glaring at the dark shape I’m assuming is my brother. I still can’t quite see. Thanks to him.

And I’ll probably have to contend with blue balls now. Also thanks to him.

“Sorry I interrupted,” he offers. “I’ll be going now.”

“And then I died of embarrassment,” June groans from her pile of hay, both hands covering her face. “Don’t bother burying me. Leave my body for the alpacas to feed on.”

Theo pauses, then calls out over his shoulder. “If you don’t wanna be interrupted, maybe be a little quieter next time,” he offers. “You sound like a dying cat when you come.”

Chapter Nineteen

June