Page 48 of Her Dirty Cowboys


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I wanted to tell himyes, please. Wanted to beg for it. But all I could do was press my hips forward to meet his thrusts and moan louder to encourage him—to encourage both of them to keep going until we were all three ready to go over the edge together.

“You’re too good to us,” Cole growled, twisting his fingers in my hair and guiding my mouth up and down on his cock. “Too sweet. Too sexy. Too… fucking…hot.”

My hips bucked as I felt a new sensation—Prescott’s fingers teasing my clit as he fucked me harder and faster. My whole body was flushed with the heat that was radiating in waves from my core. My legs started trembling. Then my arms. Oh, God. I was getting so close.

“Yeah, sexy,” Prescott said. “There you go. Just let it happen. Just… let go.”

It was all I needed to hear.

Was it just my imagination or had both of their cocks suddenly grown even thicker inside me? I felt so impossibly, amazingly full.

Cole cried out first as his cock erupted against the back of my throat. I swallowed it greedily, moaning my thanks as my own orgasm started to overtake me.

“Oh, damn,” I gasped as Cole’s cock slipped from my lips. “Yes… God,yes… please…”

“Come for me,” Prescott urged, slamming himself into me one more time. “Come forus, Daisy Lynn.Now.”

My body instantly responded. Someone cried out with a curse so loud it would have made a porn star blush. It might have been me.

I didn’t care.

My whole world had narrowed until all I could focus on were these two men and the pleasure they were bringing me.

In the back of my mind, I thought I heard Prescott say he was coming, but I couldn’t be sure. He sounded so far away as my body floated higher and higher.

So good.

So, so good.

“We’ve got you, beautiful…” Cole’s whispered words brought me back down to earth, back down into my own body as he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me gently.

And then Prescott was there on the other side of me, slowly running his rough hands up and down my naked body as he rested his head against my shoulder.

“We’ve got you,” Prescott echoed. “And you’ve got us.”

Yes.

We had each other. Me and my guys.

Chapter 17

Prescott

Iwasn’t sure how long I’d been lying there awake in Cole’s bed. My hands were behind my head and I’d been staring up at the dark ceiling as I drifted in and out of sleep.

Daisy Lynn was sleeping nestled in the crook of my arm, and Cole was on the other side of her. I could hear both of them breathing softly as a million different thoughts raced through my mind.

“You really should try to get some sleep, old man,” Cole’s whispered voice taunted me.

I grunted. “Pretty sure this old man kept up with the two of you all night.”

“Fair point.” I could hear the smile in his voice even though I wasn’t able to raise myself up and see him. “But then again, she brings out the best in us. There was no way either of us was going to fall asleep as long as she wanted to keep going.”

He was right. Not just about the sex—although yes, I was more than willing to sacrifice a couple hours of sleep for another round or two with Daisy Lynn. Anytime, anywhere—just like she’d said.

But he was also right that she brought out the best in us. Every single day since we’d met her had felt better than the last. Even when we’d been sitting by her side in that hospital, worried to death, I could still say without a doubt that my life was better in those moments with her than it would have been if we’d never met.

And I already knew that Cole felt the same way. I could see it in his eyes when he looked at her. I could hear it in his voice when he talked about her—which, for the record, was non-stop.

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