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By the end of the first day back, she’d put a dent in everything she needed to do. It was strange though. After the ranch hands left, she sat in the back yard with Stitch by her feet as Casey, Parker, and Shawn joined her.
They were drinking beer, and she had a soda, staring up at the night sky. There was no question of being taken home, and as a slight chill washed over, she couldn’t help but wonder about them.
She was the first woman to be in their home.
Her attraction to all three of them hadn’t diminished for even a second. This was going to be the first night when she was actually aware of them. Being ill, she’d not really thought about it, or even analyzed the fact she was sharing a home with three very sexy men. Men she often thought about.
Glancing over at Shawn, she watched as he held his bottle of beer and laughed at something Parker said. He’d been her best friend for life, and he’d spent many nights with her as they stared up at the stars. Of course, her mother had been worried about them as they got older, but now everything was different.
She imagined what those hands could do to her body, and her fantasies about him holding her as he took her always had her wet.
Licking her lips, she took another sip of her soda. Her gaze moving to Parker. He was the one that played around, and would often get her on the ground tickling her. She wondered what it would be like to be pinned by his rock-hard body as he pounded inside her.
A virgin she may be, but she wasn’t stupid when it came to sex either. She knew what she wanted, and what she craved. Each of these men offered something just as sexy, just as raw, and she couldn’t stay with them. Not if she wanted to remain friends with them.
Casey, he was the strongest of them all. The serious one, but she knew he had to be. His fathers had put him in charge for a reason, and he commanded respect.
Getting to her feet, she smiled at them. “I’m going to see if I’ve cleaned everything.” She got to the kitchen, opened up the freezer, and allowed the chill to soak into her overheated flesh.
Sex.
Sex. Sex. Sex. Sex. Sex.
That was all that was on her mind. All she could think about.
“Are you okay?” Casey asked. He stood close behind her. The scent of him surrounded her in such a way she truly believed she was going crazy. Her body was rebelling against her mind.
She loved each of these brothers with all of her heart, and she didn’t want to ruin that friendship she’d built with each of them.
Leaning forward, she bent down, and then stood up, gasping. Her ass had touched something, and when she turned, she knew her ass for a split second had been nestled against his dick.
Heat filled her cheeks. “I’m so sorry.” Her hands shook, and her body was going into overdrive. “Everything looks amazing. I’m going to bed.”
She didn’t wait around or linger.
Heading to her room, she pretended not to hear his call and closed her bedroom door.
“Get a grip, Poppy. They’re just men, and you’re not some sex-crazed lunatic. You can handle this. Just be calm, relax.” She took a deep breath, and slowly made her way toward her en-suite bathroom. In that moment, she was thankful she didn’t have to leave her room to go and take a shower. Just imagining those men coming out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around their waist, and looking so fucking sexy—she cut off the image immediately. She couldn’t handle it, refused to.
This was not the kind of woman she was.
Turning on the shower, she stripped down and stepped under the spray. The moment the hot water hit her flesh, she released a little whimper. Her nipples were so tight, and her pussy was slick.
Living with the Smith brothers was going to drive her to the limit and back. She could handle it.
There was no place she’d rather be, even with the torture of wanting them and never having them.
At least she had her fantasies. That was enough for now.
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Under the spray of the water, Casey took his third shower that night. He closed his eyes, and wrapped his fingers around his thick dick. No matter how many times he came, he seemed on fire for one woman, and one woman alone, Poppy. She was in his blood, making him want her so damn much.
He didn’t know how long he was going to last with this.
Losing sleep was not good, especially as they had discovered another cow that had been taken and tortured.
He needed to keep his wits about him.
