Page 112 of Undone

Her heavy eyelids lifted, and she turned brown eyes up to him. “Since he woke me up? Three.”

Shit.How did he miss all of that? “That means I have to give you four.”

“It doesn’t have to be a competition. One more will be fine,” she assured him.

“For you,” he countered. “He’ll never let me live it down if I can’t at least match him.”

Personally, he’d be fine with jerking off and decorating Erin’s face with his cum, but he also didn’t want to pass up the “gift” Dylan left for him.

Choices. Choices.

Obviously, Dylan already knew what Ford would choose when he rolled away from Erin. “Let’s switch. I know how much you like to churn that butter.” He added a grin.

Churning butter was a juvenile way they described Ford fucking Erin after Dylan. Besides seeing Erin’s ass thoroughly spanked, seeing Dylan’s cum clinging to his cock while he fucked her was a huge turn-on for him.

He had no idea why it was but, luckily, neither Dylan nor Erin judged him for it.

Hearing Dylan use that phrase, though, proved his boss had loosened up a bit after first coming home to Fisher Falls. Dayne mentioned it loudly and often that his twin had finally pulled the stick out of his ass.

Ford could vouch it was true that his boss was a whole different man behind closed doors but not when he was dealing with the public or most of the guests. Dylan still tended to act reserved and professional. To look at him during work hours, one would think the man had no kinks or fetishes, or that he like to dominate in bed.

Ford preferred the closed-door version, and he was damn sure so did Erin.

Once both men changed places, Dylan reached over Erin, grabbed her legs and pulled them toward him until he could reach her ankles. He then held her legs up in the air, keeping her spread wide.

Ford drew a finger through her pussy lips, collecting some of Dylan’s cum before smearing it over the crown of his cock.

“Keep her spread open. I want a little appetizer.” He dropped to his belly and shoved his face in her hot, slick pussy.

He wasn’t eating her out to clean her up, but to bring her to that next orgasm. He was working on borrowed time, so he needed to be quick about at least tying Dylan when it came to Erin’s orgasms.

Since Erin always benefitted from their friendly competition, it kept her from getting annoyed at them for constantly butting heads.

Between Dylan’s help and his own cunnilingus skills, it didn’t take long for Erin to climax, thankfully. As soon as she did, and even before the ripples faded away, he dragged himself up and over her, plunging his cock to the hilt.

“Keep your legs up and spread, darlin’,” Dylan ordered her. “I need my hands for other things.” He adopted Ford’s pet name for Erin, but he only used it when he was in control.

Thoseother thingsconsisted of him winding a section of her hair tightly around his fist and pulling tightly on her scalp. Beside a sharp release of breath, she had no other reaction.

They recently discovered how much she liked her hair pulled. Almost as much as getting spanked.

While keeping the tension on her hair, Dylan drove his hand between her legs and pinched her clit, making her cry out and squeeze Ford’s cock. That was not helping him get to his goal of giving her two or three more orgasms. If anything, it was sabotaging him.

When Ford glanced at Dylan, he saw it clearly in his face. He was trying to get him to blow sooner than he wanted. Luckily, it backfired. When Dylan pinched her clit again, her ass jumped off the bed, driving Ford so deep, he hit the end of her.

That brought about orgasm number two. One more and he’d at least be even.

Gritting his teeth, he kept sliding his cock in and out of her pussy, hoping she’d get there sooner than later. Because if not, he’d have to admit defeat. He’d been straddling that sweet edge for too long and was about to lose his footing.

It was at that point he made a fatal mistake. He looked down at his cock plunging in and out of Erin and saw Dylan’s creamy cum coating it.

Fuck.

He was done.

He drove up and into her one last time and remained planted deep as he made his own deposit into the woman he loved.

Dropping his head and closing his eyes, he rode out the last of his orgasm. When he finally fell from the clouds and back to Earth, he already knew Dylan would be grinning like an asshole.

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