Total pages in book: 146
Estimated words: 138588 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 693(@200wpm)___ 554(@250wpm)___ 462(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 138588 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 693(@200wpm)___ 554(@250wpm)___ 462(@300wpm)
Sabrina’s gasp this time wasn’t about discomfort. She whimpered and moved against him, trying to get the sensation back. “What was that?”
“Why women let men do this,” he said with a chuckle. “I think we have this, Wyatt.”
“I think we do,” Wyatt agreed. “Come on, baby. Let’s see how high you can fly.”
He pressed in again, letting himself off the leash a bit as she started to move between them. Sabrina’s hips moved in a rhythm, riding Wyatt and then pressing back to take Sawyer deep.
Sawyer’s body felt electric as he worked with Wyatt to take her higher and higher. They rode her body, but it was clear who was in charge. Sabrina was fierce. How had he ever thought she couldn’t handle him? Hell, there were moments when he was certain he was the one who couldn’t handle her.
But he damn straight was going to try. For the rest of his life.
He felt her whole body go stiff as she shouted out and held onto Wyatt like he was a lifeline. She clenched around him, and he swore he could feel the moment Wyatt filled her. The sensation was a wave dragging him out to sea. He lost control, thrusting into her again and again until he had nothing left to give her and his body knew no other feelings beyond pleasure and contentment.
He fell forward, rolling slightly so they were in a happy heap, he and Wyatt keeping Sabrina between them.
Where she belonged.
Sabrina laid her head on his chest. “I think I can safely say that was a successful experiment.”
He kissed the top of her head, his whole body languid and satisfied. “Very successful, and it’s not an experiment. It’s us.”
She smiled at him. “It’s us.”
Wyatt sat up. “Before we say us…”
He picked up a pillow and smacked his partner in the face. “Shut up, Eeyore. We’re not going anywhere.” That wasn’t right. “Except back into Bliss because we have to tell Talbot he’s got a stick up his ass.”
“Well, I’m planning on being more subtle,” Sabrina admitted, settling down. “Especially now that I know how it feels.”
Wyatt dissolved into laughter and wrapped himself around her.
For a moment, they were happy.
* * * *
Sabrina stepped out of the shower and wished they didn’t have a meeting to go to. She glanced at the clock and realized they had less than an hour to make the eight o’clock start time.
Would everyone look at her and know she just had wild, crazy, double penetrative sex with two hot men?
Probably, but then most of the women in town were well experienced in the scenario. Including her sister, who would absolutely take one look at her and know she’d done the deed. She hoped Elisa didn’t high-five her in front of everyone.
“You okay?” Wyatt stood in the doorway, already dressed in jeans and a Western shirt, though his hair was still wet from the shower the three of them had shared.
Sawyer had gotten in and out, more concerned about dinner than he was in having long, slow romantic time underneath a stream of surprisingly hot water. He had an excellent water heater.
Proving he was serious about his earlier speech concerning partnership, Wyatt had simply stepped up and kissed her long and slow and rubbed his hands all along her skin while he cleaned her up. He hadn’t left until she’d washed her hair. He’d kissed her and told her not to be too long.
Because he had a confession to make. One he’d been holding in for so long.
The look on his face told her he was anxious again. She trusted this anxiety wasn’t about leaving. They’d settled this between the three of them. No, it was about telling them the truth. He needed to relax because there was no way this discussion of his didn’t go well. They were together. They would get through whatever they had to. So maybe a bit of self-deprecation was needed to break the tension. “I was wondering if Elisa will take one look at me and know my asshole is sore.”
The admission earned her a high-wattage smile from his handsome face. “Somehow, I think you’ll tell her. You’re not exactly withholding with your sister.”
And the frown was back as he obviously considered what he’d said.
She moved into his space, putting a hand on his chest. “I love my sister. I tell her everything about me, but it doesn’t mean I can’t keep a secret, Wyatt. I can keep any secret you want me to.”
“The trouble is I’m starting to think I was wrong for keeping the secret in the first place,” he admitted, dropping his forehead to hers. “I worry I made a poor choice by leaving the MC the way I did. A cowardly choice.”
A low groan came from the living room, and Bella bounded in. “Do we have to do the whole ‘I should have risked my life to take my brother down’ drama right now? I made us PB and J’s.”