Total pages in book: 149
Estimated words: 140604 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 703(@200wpm)___ 562(@250wpm)___ 469(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 140604 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 703(@200wpm)___ 562(@250wpm)___ 469(@300wpm)
“How does he feel?” Keane whispered the question, obviously knowing he needed a moment. His friend could read him like a book. Like he was the other half of Garrett, the careful one, the one who considered every side of a problem before jumping in.
Garrett was the one who dove in, who followed his gut.
“He’s so big,” Red whispered back, and she wriggled as though getting used to his size. “He feels so good inside me.”
She was the one who felt good. Tight. So perfectly tight around his cock. He let his head rest against hers, allowing the moment to settle on him. “You are perfect for us.”
Her hands tightened on his back and then relaxed again. “That’s why you purchased me from the academy, Sir.”
He hated that this wasn’t real for her. It felt real for him. But this was what she needed. In the morning she would see that they should give it a real shot. He kissed her again and then brought his torso up, his eyes meeting with Keane’s. There was a connection that hadn’t been there before she got between them, something that only she could bring out in them.
Potential. Possibility.
Then he didn’t care about anything beyond how good the woman in his arms felt. He pulled almost all the way out and plunged back in. Red gasped and her legs tightened around him and the sweetest battle began.
He felt her nails dig into the flesh of his back and loved the sensation. “Do your worst, baby. I’ll love it. I’ll love the ache I’ll feel from where your little claws held me.”
The words seemed to do something for her and her gaze went equal parts lust and ferocious will. His Red was a wild cat, working with him, moving her body in time to his. All the while, Keane held her. He told her how hot she was, how sexy they were together, that he couldn’t wait until it was his turn. Every word seemed to send her closer and closer to the edge. Every thrust of his cock had her holding on tighter.
He worked her over, looking for that spot deep inside that would send her reeling. It was hard to hold back his orgasm because it was right there, but he was determined.
He held off until she tightened around him and he heard the sweet gasps and moans that signaled her pleasure.
Then he couldn’t hold back a second longer. The orgasm hit him like a wave, taking over his body until his vision blurred and there was nothing in the world but her heat and the pleasure her body gave him.
He fell on her, not wanting to break the connection yet.
He felt another hand on his head. Not Red’s. Keane’s. When he looked up his friend was smiling at him.
He started to move. “It’s your turn.”
Keane’s hand held fast. “Let’s take a breath.”
Red grinned up at him. “He needs a minute. He enjoyed the encounter, too. Let’s just say my lower back has the evidence.”
Keane’s face was lit with a joy Garrett hadn’t seen there before. It made him look younger and far more carefree. “I couldn’t help it. You two were hot.”
Garrett laughed and gently kissed her. “It won’t take him long, baby.”
“I hope not,” she whispered. “Because I want both my men.”
It was all he could ask for. His friend and their girl.
He hoped tomorrow morning he could make it happen.
* * * *
Olivia closed the door behind her as quietly as possible. The last thing she wanted was to wake up those two hot Doms and have them tell her they didn’t want the night to end and they wanted to see her again.
Or they would go back to being awkward and she would regret every decision she made tonight.
It had been a perfect night. She didn’t want to ruin it with reality.
Didn’t she? She’d lain there for hours and thought about what she wanted. She didn’t even know where they lived. They’d mentioned Austin. It was hours from Willow Fork, though her brothers often made the trip.
And then she’d thought about how it would feel if they rejected her.
So she was running.
“Hey, that dress held up nicely. It elevates your walk of shame,” a familiar voice said.
Bobby was sitting in the hallway outside the room. He had two travel mugs of coffee in his hands.
Oh, how she loved him. She let go of that dream. She had loved Bobby Farley since she was a kid, and the truth of the matter was he loved her, too. He was an amazing friend and supported everything she did. The fact that he couldn’t make her body hum like it was now didn’t mean their love was any less.
He struggled to stand, his expression falling. “You’re crying. What did they do?”
It brought a smile to her face, and an odd peace settled over her. This was right. She’d spent the last couple of years railing against fate, but this was who they were supposed to be. There were no mistakes, no roads untaken. Only this amazing man she loved who was her friend. “I just love you.”