Page 76 of Knot Your Problem, Cowboy
They each grab a thigh to hold me still, and it only makes me feel more exposed, more owned. Their low growls vibrate against my skin as they feast on me like men starved.
“Sweetest fucking thing I’ve ever eaten,” Cash groans against my breast.
Walker lifts his head for a breath, his lips slick. “You’re gonna ruin us. And I’m not even sorry.”
“Let us wreck you a little,” Cash adds. “You’re already halfway there.”
I can’t speak. I can barely breathe.
Fingers brush the undersides of my breasts, thumbs circle my nipples, and I’m gone, completely unraveling. Pressure builds, sharp and electric, crawling under my skin until it bursts.
My orgasm slams into me so fast I don’t even get a warning. One second I’m melting under their mouths, and the next I’m arching between them, crying out like I’ve lost my damn mind. Everything tightens, shudders, then breaks open in the best possible way, heat and pressure exploding out in waves that won’t stop.
It’s too much. Too good. Too filthy. I definitely can’t believe this is happening in a truck with melted ice cream running down my chest.
Their mouths don’t stop. Cash is still sucking gently, teasing like he’s got all the time in the world,and Walker brushes slow, soothing kisses across my skin.
I tremble between them, every inch of me hypersensitive, gasping.
By the time I come back to myself, I’m slumped between them, and someone, probably Cash, has eaten the rest of the damn ice cream. The cone is gone, but his grin says it wasn’t wasted.
I don’t even have the strength to roll my eyes. Not yet, anyway.
Cash pulls back slightly, gaze wide. “Did you just…?”
Walker huffs a stunned laugh, wiping a trail of melt from my skin with his knuckle. “Damn. That was just dessert.”
I hide my face in my hands. “Oh my God, I can’t believe that happened. From just… I’m so embarrassed.”
“Don’t be,” Walker says, tugging my hands away gently. “You have no idea how beautiful you looked just now.”
Cash touches my cheek, his thumb brushing beneath my eye like I might break. “You felt like fire in our arms. Every sound you made, every reaction, it was like watching the stars come out.”
A nervous laugh slips out of me, unsteady. “You two are going to be the death of me.”
They help me pull my dress back up. Their handslinger, soft and reverent, but neither pushes. It’s oddly tender, considering what just happened.
“We should probably get back,” I manage once I’m decent again. “Before someone stumbles on this and we all end up on the county’s gossip page.”
“In a minute,” Walker murmurs. He draws me into his side, strong and steady like he could shield me from the world. “Just let us hold you. You’ve earned a second to breathe.”
I lean into them. Cash slides an arm around my waist from the other side, pressing a kiss to the top of my head like I’m something precious. It should be overwhelming, but all I feel is calm.
“My brain is fried,” I admit quietly. “None of this makes sense, and yet it feels… safe. Which makes even less sense.”
Cash pulls me in tighter. “You don’t have to understand it tonight.”
“I don’t know what I’m doing,” I say, eyes fixed on a distant spotlight. “This thing between us, I’ve never felt anything like it. It’s fast. Intense. And it scares the hell out of me.”
Walker’s hand slides down my arm. “That makes all of us.”
“I had only Nolan,” I continue. “Thought he saw me. Made me feel like I mattered until one day I didn’t. Like someone flipped a switch and I stopped being enough.” My voice falters. “It broke something in me. And I’m still not sure I everfixed it.”
Walker shifts so I’m facing him. His voice is low but fierce. “He didn’t break you. He just never deserved you in the first place.”
I search his expression, half expecting pity. I don’t find any. Just unwavering certainty.
“How do I know you won’t do the same?” I ask. “Fall in love for the version of me you think I am, then leave when it turns out I’m just… ordinary.”
