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“Hey Tradie! Hey Sheriff.” Rhee beams, wiggling her fingers at the two guys going at it. One has nothing but a cowboy hat on with a sheriff's badge, his lips curling up in a smile as he peels a hand off the globe of the arse he’s pounding into. The other guy, who is wearing nothing but a tool belt, looks up, beaming back at Rhee for a moment before his eyes roll back, and he’s lost to the pleasure he’s experiencing.
“Hey, Kitten.” Sheriff grunts. “Great to see you again.”
“Fucking hell,” Garrett says under his breath, clearly uncomfortable.
Moxie steps in our view, and I’m kind of glad for the distraction. I didn’t want to watch, but the voyeur in me has a mind of its own, and I was about ready to pull up a fucking chair.
“Why don’t you go into the main bedroom, Kitten,” Moxie smiles at my girl, holding her hand out towards a door at the far side of the room. “There’s something in there I think you’ll like.”
“Ohhh, ok, Mox. Thanks.” Rhee preens and follows Bossi as he leads the way, tugging me behind her.
Glancing over my shoulder as we weave through the crowd, I see Garrett’s eyes ahead, not looking at the porn scenes surrounding us, while Simon is grinning, staring at each one with interest. It’s good to see the playful smile back on his face.
As we step through the bedroom door, Rhee stops in her tracks as a gasp escapes her lips. I glance past her small frame to see a big guy sitting in the corner of the room in an armchair, wearing nothing but a red leather mask.
Rhee squeals, dropping my hand and takes off towards the guy, who stands in all his fucking naked glory, his hard dick spearing out like a beastly weapon. My girl leaps at him, and he catches her as she wraps her legs around his waist and kisses him with only what I can describe as akin to desperation.
“What the fuck!” I hiss, darting forward, but Bossi, the annoying prick, steps in my way, his hands pushing against my bare chest.
“Relax, man. It’s Skipper.”
“I don’t care who the fuck it is. She said it was only the five of us. NO ONE ELSE!”
Bossi grins. “Yeah. He’s number five.” He points his thumb over his shoulder. “Skipper is Ty.”
Finally understanding, I glance back over to see the red masked man lying Rhee on the bed, his lips not leaving hers as they kiss like they’re starved for each other.
Shit.
My heart sinks. I knew there was a fifth guy, and I knew he was older, but I wasn’t prepared to see them together. I kind of thought we’d meet one day, like a long time in the future, at a barbeque or something. I kind of thought I’d get to know him before I had to see him claiming my girl.
“I need to taste you.” His deep, gravelly voice floats across the room as I hear the door click shut behind me, and I stand with my four mates watching as number five leans back, grips her lace panties, and tears them from her skin like they were made from nothing but air. Rhys gasps, palming her lace-covered tits as the guy falls to his knees and buries his head between her thighs.
Rhee gasps again, her back arching off the bed, her head thrown back as one of her hands flies to the red leather wrapping his head to hold him in place.
“I don’t know if I can do this,” I whisper.
“Just watch her.” Bossi’s voice is hushed as he responds. “See how much she’s enjoying this? She cares about this guy, just like she cares for us. Look at her face, man. Look how happy she is to be reunited with him.”
I try to focus on the things Shaun tells me, and I keep reminding myself that this is the fifth boyfriend. This is the guy who I’ve been wanting to meet. I’m not sure what I’d been expecting, but it wasn’tthisguy. Ripped like he spends eight hours a day in a gym. Older. So much older, if the long stubble dusting his jaw is any indication. He has to be in his thirties, at least. And I guess the most shocking thing to me is that I didn’t expect the two of them to look right together. But they fucking do.
I study him, trying to figure out if there’s anything about him that I recognise, but I don’t know any dudes with beards.
“Yes, Daddy.” Rhys cries, and Skipper growls, tearing his mouth from her pussy and sneering at her.
“What have I told you about calling me that?”
“I don’t know,” Rhee pants, innocence lacing her tone. “What have you told me, Daddy?”
He growls again, grabbing her legs and flipping her over, so she’s face down on the bed. Then his hand comes down on her bare arse. Hard. I stiffen, ready to swing fists, but Bossi throws his hands out to stop Garrett and me at the same time.
“Oh,Daddy.” Rhee moans. “Do it again.”
He does it again, hissing through his teeth before tugging her arse high and lining his dick up before slamming inside her. She throws her head back, rising on all fours, her painted face showing only utter bliss.
“Fuck me hard, Daddy.” She cries as he pounds into her while bringing his hand around to her front and working her clit.
“I think I understand the enjoyment of the whole watching thing you do, Caveman.” Garrett’s deep voice rumbles quietly next to Shaun, and Simon agrees.
