Page 19 of Save a Horse

Pressing my fingers inside her, she arches against the bed, fisting the wet sheets. I glance to Jasper as he strokes his cock—he’s ready, I’m not. I’m just grateful for all our sakes that he washed his dick off in the sink. Beads of precum leak from his tip, and Amy reaches for him. “Come here, cowboy. I want to taste you.”

Jasper gave me my time, so I move to the other side of Amy, giving him space but keeping my fingers inside her. He climbs onto the bed and straddles her chest. Lifting up enough to line his cock up with her mouth, she opens wide and takes all of him until she’s gagging.

“Don’t come down her throat,” I demand. “I have an idea.”

“Oh yeah?” he manages between thrusts. “What’s that?”

Pumping my fingers in and out of her soaked cunt, I don’t answer him. Her mouth is magic; there’s no way he’ll last long. After a minute, Jasper pulls out with a pop, and moves down her body until he’s between her legs. She whimpers in protest as he growls to me, “What’s this genius idea?”

“Come in her pussy.” I spread her legs for him. “She said snowballs aren’t hot as fuck in real life. I’ll prove her wrong when she tastes all three of us together.” I wink at Amy and her eyes darken with lust. “You want that, baby? You want to taste all three of us?”

“Please, Jasper? I need both of you.”

Jasper’s hands replace mine on her thighs as he fucks her hard and fast; Amy meeting each of his thrusts with her own. “You love being our little cum slut, don’t you, Aces?” I lean in to lick and suck her nipple, teasing the other with my thumb and forefinger. “Look at you taking his cock, begging for him to come for you.” Sliding my hand lower, I circle her clit with my middle finger. “Show him he belongs to you, baby.”

As I kiss up her chest to her neck, I don’t let up playing with her. With my cock now in reach, she slowly strokes me with a tight grip. He’s close, she’s close, and,fuck, I’m about to be too.

“You both are,” Amy breathes. “You’re mine, Mitch.” Her words slice into me, and I can’t hold on. “Harder, Jasper, show me you’re also mine tonight.”

Who the fuck is this woman, and why the hell didn’t I wife her up last night?

Jasper obliges, grunting as he fucks Amy harder. We’re ruining her in the best possible way. I quicken my pace on her clit, and she mirrors my rhythm fisting my cock. This is it. This is how people in books fall for someone they just met. I’m fucking gone for this girl.

Whatever you do, donottell her you love her!

Jasper moans through his release, not waiting for Amy. I lean in, nip at her jaw, and whisper, “Be my good fucking girl and come for me.” As Jasper pulls out, I slide two fingers into her messy pussy, my fingers now slick with a little of all of us. Moving between her legs, I stroke my cock a fewtimes, then rub the head of my cock against her clit. “Come all over my cock, baby. Show me how much you want this.” I slip inside her in a single, controlled thrust. We both fall apart, and stars blur my vision with every one of my nerve endings lit up like a damn Christmas tree.

“Mine, Mitch,” she pants. “You’re both fucking mine.” I slowly pull out and kiss down her body, not taking my eyes off hers. When I reach her pussy, I drive two fingers back inside her. She cries out as I swirl twice, then drag them out. Lowering my face between her legs, I lap up a mix of the three of us.

Jasper lays beside her, kissing her like he’ll die if he stops. As I move back up her body, he finally sits back and commands, “Open, sweetheart.” She does as he asks. “Let me see that pretty tongue.”

Amy sticks out her tongue, and I spit our cum in her mouth. She swallows it, then pulls me in to kiss her. I feel like a damn caveman claiming her like this, but I don’t give a flying fuck.

“You were right,” she whispers. “Better than a book.”

I glance to the bedside table where the bottle of tequila still sits untouched. Who needs it, when Amy is mine and Jasper’s completely sober? More than that, I’m all hers.

Amy

Iwake to Mitch’s soft kisses on my shoulder, his hard chest to my back, and my cheek pressed to Jasper’s chest. Most of last night was a blur of tangled limbs. I’m deliciously sore after what we did yesterday, but I’d love nothing more than to stay in bed and let these men do whatever they want to me. Hell, maybe I’ll even tie one of them up later.

“Morning, Aces. I have to work, but Jasper will take care of you until I’m back.” My heart sings at the thought, not only because I’ll verbally spar with my grumpy cowboy, but my sweet Mitch will come back for us.

Until I have to leave.

I sit up abruptly, stirring Jasper, and my words fly out faster than I can stop them. “I don’t want to go.”

“So, don’t,” Jasper groans as he stretches.

“I can’t up and leave my life back home.” The admission is a stab to my soul, but I have to be honest.

“What about what Jaxon told Jasper? I don’t know how it would work for us, because I have no desire to fuck my best friend, but I don’t want this to end.”

I cup Mitch’s cheek. “They’re right. If we want this to work, we need a plan. Why don’t I settle things at home, and come after Christmas for a few weeks? We can spend time together without either of you inside me, and”—I bite my lip—“if you’re good boys, I’ll let you put it in my butt again.”

“Fuck that,” Mitch laughs. “I’ll fuck your ass right now before work.”

“Shut up, asshole. This is serious,” Jasper growls, and damn it, why is Grumpy Jasper so fucking hot?

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