Page 42 of Bedroom Rodeo


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“She’s eager, aren’t you, my pretty?” With his other hand, he cradled her face. She nodded against his hand, her cheek rubbing over his palm. He gripped his erection at the base and squeezed until the head grew purple.

“You want a cock ring, Piers?”

He shook his head at Ash’s question. “Don’t need it. I’ve got everything I need right here.” He skimmed his thumb over her lower lip, drawing a mewl of need from her. “Can you take my cock, love?”

“Yes!”

“You want my cock?”

“Yes!”

“Here you go.” He trailed his aching head over her lips, moving back and forth until she parted for him.

She flicked her tongue over the tip and let out another throaty moan that had his balls clenching and his orgasm building before he ever pushed inside her hot, tormenting mouth.

When he shoved past her lips, he felt her jolt in surprise. He glanced over to find Ash working her clit with the pad of his thumb.

“Feels good, doesn’t it, baby? His thumb has rubbed my pucker more times than either of us can count.” Piers’s voice didn’t even sound like his own.

She sucked on his length until his eyes threatened to pop out.

“Piers loves his ass licked and stroked. Gets him ready for me when I slide in.”

A sharp cry burst in her throat. She took him all the way to the back, swallowing around him so his cock head settled deep.

He curled his toes inside the boots he hadn’t removed and damn near lost it. His control slipped. He withdrew from her mouth, but Ash knew how to dirty talk him to the brink of sanity.

His lover kept up a monologue until neither of them had an ounce of control left.

Piers watched her eyes hood. The depths flashed, a spark to his gunpowder, and they were both coming. Her body jerked. He thrust his cock deep in her throat and poured out spurt after spurt of cum.

Electricity zapped up and down his spine as she took the final drop and collapsed again from her own release.

“Good girl. God, baby, do you know how fucking perfect you are?” Ash appeared on the opposite side of the table. He cupped her face, turning her head to kiss her long and deep.

Piers’s cock twitched again at the knowledge that his lover was tasting his cum on Sylvee.

When Ash finally broke the kiss, she stared up at him with so much passion that it damn near unhinged Piers all over again.

Then she turned her head and looked at him the same way.

His heart did one of those backflips that some of the Boot Knockers were good at doing when celebrating a win at naked cornhole. Only Piers had won something much, much bigger.

Sylvee dragged in a shaky breath. “Did I pass? Did I fulfill your fantasies?”

He and Ash locked stares. “Oh yeah. You’re even better than we ever dreamed about, Peachy.”

She settled a hand on each of their abs. “What’s next?”

“Shower,” they said together.

* * * * *

The midnight sun still streamed into the spa when they exited the massage room. As they passed the lobby on the way to the locker room, they all glanced in. A group of five people stood in the lobby. One woman was totally naked, wearing only a leather harness around her waist. Dylan held the end of a leash.

Dylan gave Piers and Ash the chin lift of greeting common between Boot Knockers. “We just had some playtime. We’re moving things to the pool. Do you three want to join in?” His voice still held the slight Southern twang that he hadn’t shaken after years in Alaska.

“Not this time. We’ve got our own playtime in mind.” Piers drew Sylvee closer to his side, closing any gap between their bodies.

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