Page 113 of Undone

He lifted his gaze.

Yep.He was right.

He sighed and slipped to Erin’s side to finish recovering.

A deep chuckle spilled from Dylan as he extracted himself from Erin and away from the head of the bed. He whacked Ford’s arm. “It was a good effort.”

“Five orgasms was more than enough for me. Thank you, boys.” An obvious attempt at keeping the peace.

She went to climb off the bed, but Ford stopped her. “I got it this time.”

When Ford was in the Dom role one night, he’d made Dylan crawl on his hands and knees to and from the bathroom to getthe washcloths needed for cleanup. That was another memory he wouldn’t soon forget.

His only regret was that he didn’t record it so he could watch it whenever Dylan was being extra bossy during the workday.

He hoped to get him to do it again soon. Only, Dylan didn’t have a humiliation kink. Like Erin, he basked in praise—as did most living, breathing humans—so Ford had showered him with compliments when he returned.

Since that wasn’t happening this morning, Ford headed to the attached bathroom, cleaned himself up, grabbed what he needed for his lovers and quickly returned so he could grab a few more hours of shut eye.

After handing one damp cloth to Dylan to clean himself up, Ford told him, “I’ll take care of her.”

“My job,” Dylan murmured as he used the washcloth on himself.

“Technically, yes. But I got it this time since you helped get her to two more orgasms.”

“She would’ve had zero from you if it wasn’t for me.”

While Dylan’s response was a bit cocky, Ford couldn’t deny it was also true. “You’re telling no lies. And I gave you the credit,boss.”

Erin bugged her eyes out at them. “Again, this isn’t a damn competition. I’m good with one orgasm or twenty. Don’t stress over it. It’s not the destination that matters so much as the route taken to get there.”

“Hold up. You’d be fine if you never orgasmed again?” Skepticism colored Dylan’s tone.

She poked him in the gut. “Is that what you heard?”

Dylan glanced at Ford. “Isn’t that what you heard?”

“I just cleaned my ears last night. I can confirm. That’s what I heard.”

“Stop!” she insisted on a laugh.

As soon as Ford was done wiping her down with the warm cloth, he warned, “Now that anal sex is easier for you, we’re going to fuck you at the same time one day soon.”

“Double penetration will be easier thanks to that pretty plug Dylan bought me months ago.”

Ford didn’t think it would bethatmuch easier, but he agreed it would help.

“Maybe you should wear it on our trail ride later,” Dylan suggested with a gleam in his eyes.

Erin flicked one of his nipples playfully. “Maybe you two should wear yours, too.”

With a laugh, Dylan jerked away and rubbed his nipple. “Why do I have the feeling we’ll be riding each other more than we’ll be riding the horses?”

Ford snorted softly. “Because we know it’s true.”

“We’re pros at turning any normal activity into something naughty,” Erin said.

“We do have that knack,” Dylan agreed. “Now, let’s get more sleep. We have a long day of riding ahead of us.”

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