Page 62 of Minus

I obliged immediately, and he lifted my hips, running his finger around the tight ring. “One day, baby, I’m gonna take this.” He slid his finger over my wetness and moved it to my very forbidden area.

“I bet I can find a toy for that at the warehouse,” I panted out. “Remind me to check when I go back.”

“You’re never goin’ back. Regardless, you won’t need me to remind you,” he said, kissing the rise of my bottom. “You’re never gonna forget this.”

He wasn’t wrong, and I groaned with need.

“Finger your clit, baby,” he ordered, and I reached back.

His cock slid inside me, slowly at first, and I worked my clit while he tortured my pussy. “Minus,” I breathed out.

“No,” he growled. “You use Jase when I’m makin’ love to you.”

“Jase,” I corrected.

“Brace, baby.”

I grabbed the edge of the mattress and he slammed into me, harder and harder. “I’m—”

“Don’t come,” he ordered.

“I have—”

He slapped my bottom, whichreallydidn’t help. “Hold it, Christina.”

I bit my lip and tried to keep my orgasm at bay, but then his finger slid into the tightness of my ass and I exploded, screaming his name into the pillow as I collapsed onto the mattress. Jase rolled us to our sides again, staying connected as he continued to move, his hand sliding between my legs and cupping my pussy as he worked my clit. “More?”

I just nodded. I didn’t have enough breath to speak.

While one hand worked my clit, his other rolled my nipple into a tight bud and he slammed into me, building yet another orgasm. He slapped my pussy, once… then again… and my body shook.

“Come, baby,” he whispered, and I let go.

Jase held me tight as we caught our breath and I closed my eyes unable to focus. “Holy… oh, my… I’m…”

He kissed my shoulder. “Fuckin’ beautiful, baby.”

I rolled to face him and stroked his cheek. “I’m liking your definition of making things up to me.”

Jase laughed, kissing me gently. “Good. There’s plenty more where that came from.”

“I’m counting on it.”

He climbed off the bed and headed to the bathroom, returning with a warm washcloth and cleaning me up.

Slipping back under the covers, he pulled me onto his chest. “You need to sleep?”

I shook my head. “I’m actually really wired. Want to watch a movie?”

“Yeah, baby, we can do that.”

* * *

The next morning, we drove about forty-five minutes out of town, to the Double H Ranch. This was the home of Duke and Pearl, whom I knew little about, other than they knew my uncle, and that Minus had lived with them for a while. The scenery along the way was breathtaking, becoming more beautiful with every mile closer to the ranch.

“This is gorgeous,” I said as we pulled off the main highway, and onto a long private road.

“Wait ’til you see the property itself,” Minus said. “Not to mention the house. Pearl’s always got the place decked out like she’s getting it ready for the cover of ‘Fancy Ranch Monthly’ or something.”

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