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“Ok,” the word leaves my lips, and the room grows silent except for the flickering of the fire, which is slowly casting its light around it.

“Um, ok. First threesome so how does this work?” Makayla’s shipper voice breaks the awkward silence.

“Easy, we get naked,” Kooper answers her while he flips his hat off, pulls his arms out of his flannel, and then removes his white t-shirt, leaving him bare-chested in front of us.

“Well, hop to it, girls. We have a baby to make.” He claps his hands, making me jump.

Makayla pulls the straps to her dress off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. She’s pretty much naked now since she’s not wearing a bra. Kooper doesn’t even look at her.

“Come on over here and help me with Lacey’s shirt and pants.” He stands and unbuckles his belt and pants, revealing the huge bulge he has hidden behind the denim.

Holy shit.

“I’ll go slow.” He chuckles at the squeak I let out when I saw it.

I feel Makayla’s hands at my sides. She climbed onto the bed and was sitting behind me, using my body to shield hers. She’s never been with a guy. I had at least a few boyfriends in high school until I figured out I enjoyed women way more.

Labels have never really been our thing, but if I had to use them, then she’s definitely a Lesbian, and I’m more Pansexual.

I zoomed out in my head, and when I blinked back to reality, Makayla had my shirt and bra off while Kooper was pulling my pants off.

Cold air hits my bare ass and I shiver.

“Looks like you forgot your underwear today, Darlin’,” Kooper snickers.

I would really like to kick him, but that would open me up to him, and I need a moment to wrap my head around this whole bizarre situation.

“Tell me what she likes.” Kooper addresses Makayla, and I glance over my shoulder when she doesn’t speak.

She clears her throat.

“Soft touches and licks. One to two fingers and no ass play.” I turn away with a frown on my face.

That isn’t even remotely right. In fact, it’s like she’s describing someone else’s sexual likes. My hands ball up the sheets underneath us, and I’m about to start yelling when Kooper’s voice stops me.

“Let’s see what new things I can find.” He leans into me and changes my definition of living with one swipe of his tongue.

I moan, closing my eyes and letting the feeling spread through my body. When I finally look down my body at Kooper, I find his bright green eyes watching me.

Makayla runs her hands to my breast and squeezes them softly, and his eyes leave mine to track the movement. They narrow as if he knows I don’t want gentle, but he doesn’t dare stop working my clit.

His fingers find my entrance, and I suck in a breath before nodding.

“Fuck Kooper,” falls from my lips, and I can’t even imagine what else he’s got in store for me, but I do know one thing for certain.

Kooper is ruining sex for me in the best way possible, and I’m going to have to figure out how to break it to Makayla without her going ballistic.

My thighs start to shake, and he backs off.

“Not yet, Darlin’. You’re summing on my cock.”

Yes sir.

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

COWBOY

I hate that this is happening with a third wheel. But am I going to let that stop me from finally taking what’s mine? Hell fucking no. If she wants to watch me make love to her girlfriend and claim her in the most basic way known to humankind, so be it.

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