Page 32 of Bedroom Rodeo

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Ash led their horses to the three-sided shelter and removed their saddles one at a time. Then he took a few minutes to brush each of their coats. Last, he found the long hose that pumped water directly from a cool mountain spring and filled their trough.

While he was doing all this, he hoped Piers was taking care of Sylvee with some hot tea and a shower. He didn’t even mind that it wasn’t him taking care of her. Piers was such an extension of him that he thought of them as a pair even when they each had a client of their own.

They participated in threesomes with some of the ladies, but they’d never actually shared a client before now.

Each step he took toward the cabin grew more painful. His cock throbbed. His balls were bursting.

He wanted Sylvee underneath him. Then on top of him.

He wanted to see her fucking Piers while taking Ash in her mouth.

Hell, there were so many positions to explore and so little time. It shocked him how quickly all their reservations had been tossed out the window and their defenses lowered.

When he walked into the cabin, no one was in the living space.

He kicked off his boots and went for his shirt, peeling it overhead. By the time he reached the bedroom door, his fly hung open too.

They weren’t here either. Then he heard the trickle of water.

He stepped up to the cracked bathroom door and pushed it open. Sylvee was stretched out in the bathtub, water up to her neck. A few stems and dried flowers spun in the depths, their scent filling the air.

Piers sat on the edge of the tub, his hand in the water. Ash took one step inside and was granted with the sensual sight of his friend’s fingers stroking Sylvee’s pussy.

She looked into Ash’s eyes and started to sit up.

“Don’t let me stop you.” He moved closer for a better view.

Sylvee’s thighs were pressed together, trapping Piers’s fingers between them. Her nipples were stiff and a deep rose hue. As he looked on, she raised her hands to twist each of them.

“Fuck!”

She held his stare and issued a soft mewl of pleasure.

Watching her take what she needed to feel good had him aching hard. His stiff cock bulged, but for once, he didn’t take it out.

This moment was hers. It was about her getting what she wanted right this minute and with no apologies.

The water eddied around her. The fragrance of the dried flowers she’d added to the bath grew more pungent in the small space.

He latched his stare on Piers’s fingers between her thighs and back to her beautiful face. Her cheeks were pink with pleasure. Her plump lip trapped by her teeth.

Suddenly, she arched, sucked in a gasp…and came.

Jesus Christ. If he wanted Sylvee before, he craved her now like an addict craved a drug. Dark pressure mounted inside him, but still he held back from slaking his own lust to watch her come apart.

Piers slowed his fingers between her thighs. She relaxed with a final sigh.

Her happy smile was all Ash needed…for the rest of his days.

She ducked her head, hiding her smile. “You should see your faces.”

“Pretty sure we know exactly how we look right now.” Ash couldn’t tear his stare from her even to look at Piers, who must be aching as much as Ash.

She lifted a hand from the water and made a shooing motion. “Let me finish my bath.”

With a rumble of agreement, Ash leaned over the tub to kiss her. Then he walked out into the living area.

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