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chapter 24
Craig
I was obsessing. Plotting and planning and bloody scheming. It was all Scottie and Macca’s fault. They’d not seen me in the shed when they stole in and Macca pushed Scottie’s chest up against the horse stalls, ripping off his shirt. Gripping his hands, he’d guided them to the post and ground down on him, mimicking giving Scottie a thorough fucking. With his hand down Scottie’s pants, the slick sounds of a hand job echoing through the shed, I heard Macca murmur the words that’d created a picture in my mind’s eye I couldn’t unsee. “You want me inside you?”
“Yes. Always. Fuck, I need you.” Scottie had begged Macca with both his words and his actions, his chest heaving and his hips moving fluidly against Macca.
“Now? Here?” Macca had taunted. “Right where anyone could walk in?”
“Tack room.” Scottie moaned and my heart stopped. I was standing in that room, only a couple of metres away from them. I crept out, but not before seeing Scottie sucking on Macca’s fingers, pushing his arse back into Macca’s groin.
I’d been curious before, but I’d been fixated on it since.
Desperate to now know what it felt like.
If Scottie liked it—loved it—would I? Was I man enough to try?
The hours until we were safely ensconced in the cabin dragged, each one lasting a week. I wanted this. Wanted Sam to take me. Needed him to.
I closed the door behind me and paused in the hallway. Ally was already in the loungeroom while Sam was at the doorway leaning against the jam, facing me. His brow furrowed and his lips in a thin line, he looked worried. “You okay? You’ve been quiet today.”
“Had a bit on my mind,” I admitted. He pushed off the door and took the two steps towards me, sliding his hands up and down my arms comfortingly.
“Want to talk about it?”
I nodded, then changed my mind. “No.” Then changed my mind again. “Maybe?”
Ally came to stand next to me, wrapping her arm around my waist. “You can tell us anything, Craig.”
I closed my eyes and sucked in a breath trying to fight through the nerves and fear lacing my very bones. Sam laid his hand on my cheek and bent to look in my eyes. “You’re scaring me.”
“I don’t mean to. I’m sorry. I don’t know how to talk to you about this.” It was a hard admission to make, but I needed to get over myself. “But I want to try.”
Sam reached for my hands and laced our fingers together. “Okay.”
“I know I said that…” I shook my head and started over. “I want to have sex.” I looked to Ally, silently pleading with her to read me the way she’d done the last time, but her gaze was wary, the crease in her forehead matching the one on Sam’s. Her lips were pressed in a tight line too and I knew I had to push my way through this ridiculous fear on my part.
I blew out a breath and looked back at Sam. “With you. Not with Ally. I mean, with Ally but… but with you.” I groaned, hating how the words were getting stuck in my throat. My body knew what it wanted. My cock was pressing hard against the zip of my jeans, but my head was all over the place. “Inside me.” I huffed out a laugh, the relief hitting me like a cool breeze in summer, lifting the fear away and leaving freedom and light and an adrenaline buzz in its wake.
Sam opened, then closed his mouth, and his gaze flicked to Ally before settling back on me. “You want me—” I nodded, and he let go of my hands, reaching for my face with both of them. Cupping my cheeks, he lifted my face to his and pressed soft lips to mine, demanding entry with his tongue a moment later. Pushing me back, my arse hit the door, and he crushed himself to me, our lips never parting. He kissed me like I’d never been kissed, possessing me and at the same time leaving me in no doubt he was on the same page. “Say it again,” he demanded.
“I’ve been imagining it. Picturing you inside me, pumping in and out. I keep thinking about what it’d feel like with you inside me. I need to know.”
“Where do you want me? Tell me where you want me to be inside of you.” He captured my lips again and slid his tongue against my own. He ground against me, his engorged cock steely hard against my own.
“Inside my arse. I want you to just fuck me.”
He stilled and sucked in a breath but shook his head. “It’ll never be just fucking between the three of us, Craig.”
“Then give me everything. Please.”
“Come into the bedroom,” Ally directed. Sam took my hand again and led me up the hall, following her. She patted the bed where she’d turned down the covers and placed the lube on the pillow. I stopped at the side of the mattress and reached for Sam, needing him close.
“Jesus, you’re shaking.” Concern laced Sam’s voice. “You sure about this?”
“Never been surer. Just nervous.” I smiled, but I was sure it looked more like a grimace.
He cupped my cheek gently again and pressed a kiss to my forehead. “We’ll look after you. But you tell us to stop or give you a sec and we will, okay?”
