Page 49 of Undone

Dylan took a step closer, edging in on Ford’s personal space, but he didn’t move away and instead, stood his ground.

“What about you?”

“What about me?” Ford repeated with confusion. “Are you asking me if I like impact play?”

“I’m asking if what you do to her gets you off,” Dylan growled impatiently.

“You couldn’t tell? I fucked her hard and filled her with my cum.” Again. “Sounds like a satisfying experience to me.”

Dylan’s tight jaw flexed.

“You know, you don’t have to be jealous about what Erin and I have. You could have the same.”

The resort owner’s dark blond eyebrows pinched together. “What do you mean?”

Time to plant the seed… “You could always join us.”

Those eyebrows took a deep dive. “What do you mean, join you? Erin would never agree to that.”

Huh.“It’s been a long time since you two dated, boss, you have no idea what she would agree to.”

Was the man grinding his teeth over him calling him that? The truth was, DylanwasFord’s boss, whether he liked the title or not. Maybe he just didn’t like it coming from Ford since he did kind of put a cocky spin to it.

“And why would you think I want you?”

“I don’t know… maybe that steel pipe in your pants?” Ford tipped his head toward the very noticeable erection straining against Dylan’s zipper. “It’s been almost a half hour since I closed those blinds, so I know it’s not from seeing Erin trussed up, a gag in her mouth and getting fucked so hard she squirted all over my cock.”

Dylan’s shoulders pulled back and he spun away. It was clear that he was angry with himself for having that reaction. He might swing both ways but maybe he was struggling with it.

Or it could be the fact that he wanted Erin to himself.

There was one way to find out. “Have you kept your sexuality a secret from your family?”

Dylan turned back and went toe-to-toe with him. His hazel eyes were sharp and filled with tenacity. “My family doesn’t need to know my preferences, just like I don’t need to know theirs.”

Ford had no idea what cologne the man wore, but he always smelled so damn good. Even after working in the barn or riding his favorite horse, Rebel. “I assume that means you’d prefer to keep what happens in this room between the two of us?”

“What do you think is going to happen?”

“You tell me. You’re the boss. Do I need to fuck you to keep my job?” Of course, Ford was baiting him on purpose, but he needed that planted seed to take root. This was only the first step to convincing the man into a threesome.

“You’re not going to fuck me, Ford.” He leaned in even closer until they were almost nose-to-nose. “I’m going to fuck you.”

Ford’s heart did a tumble. What Dylan proposed wasn’t on Ford’s agenda today, so he needed to respectfully decline that invitation. With regrets, of course. “I’m not a bottom.”

One side of Dylan’s mouth pulled up. “Today you will be.”

“Only if I wanted you to fuck me. Who says I do?”

Dylan tipped his head toward Ford’s erection. “That steel pipe in your pants.”

“Busted,” he muttered. His ass would be, too, if he allowed Dylan to fuck him. It had been a long time since he had been on the receiving end, and he also wasn’t prepared. “That just indicates I want to fuckyou.” Dylan fucking him wasnotpart of the plan he and Erin discussed.

“I’m not interested in anything you have to offer, Ford.”

“Except my ass and my girl.”

Dylan’s chest expanded when he pulled in a deep breath through flared nostrils. “Yourgirl?”

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