Page 51 of Stud Ranch

“Baby?” The word rumbled from him.

Her lips popped open. “Yes?”

“Call the shots.”

Her soft intake of breath was almost lost in the burble of the hot tub.

“Umm.”

He gripped his cock at the base while holding her stare for endless thundering heartbeats. “Tell us what you want.”

“I want to see…how you’d get each other off. If I wasn’t here.”

Dylan’s eyes glittered with arousal. He had to still be feeling the effects of that fall, but he wasn’t showing it. When he stroked his cock from root to tip, his body rolled with the movement as if he didn’t have any bruises.

Shaw squeezed his own cock, bringing a bead of precum to the tip.

Dylan jacked faster.

The excitement in the move brought a rumble of desire to Shaw’s lips too, and he matched Dylan’s rhythm while keeping his stare steady on Sloane’s beautiful face.

He still fucking loved her. Would never stop. The thought of her leaving made his jaw clench, holding back a roar. But how could he keep her in his life? And wasn’t it too late for him to be Marigold’s father?

Maybe not. She wasn’t old enough to remember a time when he was absent from her life.

Dammit, he wanted to know more about her. That photo sent by Sloane’s mother had damn near brought him to his knees on that riverbank.

Sloane made a little mewling sound. Her cheeks grew pinker, and a flush that probably wasn’t from the heat of the water climbed her throat.

Her gaze darted from him to Dylan and back again. Suddenly, she pushed out of the water too and perched on the edge, her fingers thrust in her bikini bottoms. Her breasts jiggled with the juicy plunges of her fingers.

“Come for me,” she rasped. “Come…on me!”

Shaw’s gaze jerked to Dylan.

In a flurry, she shoved her bottoms off, twisted and thrust her ass toward them.

“Fucking glorious,” he gritted, his orgasm suddenly right there.

“I can’t hold out long.” Dylan angled his body so his cock hovered inches from her ass.

Shaw moved closer too and grasped his lover’s cock just like he had in the shower. Sloane twisted to look over her shoulder and gasped in excitement. Her hand moved faster between her legs, and Dylan wrapped his fingers around Shaw’s length too, stroking him for the very first time.

His back bowed. Electric fire zipped along his veins. When release rushed up, there was no holding back. He threw back his head and bellowed out his orgasm.

Dylan’s cock stiffened even more in his hand. Knowing his lover was so close, he dropped his head just in time to watch white spurts of cum shoot across Sloane’s perfect round ass.

Dylan made sure to aim Shaw at the same spot, and both of them finished in streamers of cum painted on her beautiful body.

Letting out a wild cry, she began to jerk with her own bliss. Still pumping Dylan’s shaft, Shaw cupped her face and kissed her, grinding his still-spurting cock against her body, rubbing it through Dylan’s cum.

“We marked you,” he growled between kisses.

She whimpered.

Dylan brought his mouth down on Sloane’s. “You’re ours—for as long as you want us.”

She whirled around and threw her arms around both of them. “I don’t want to ever let you go.”

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