Page 44 of Lasso Lovebirds

“I am too,” I grunted.

“I want you to come. Please, please, please. Come inside me.”

Fuck.Their hand slid between us and they rubbed their clit as I fucked them faster, driving in and out mercilessly. I just couldn’t get enough of them.

They arched against me with a cry, another climax taking hold. The moment they clenched around me, I couldn’t resist any longer. I gave one final thrust and moaned as I came hard, pleasure bursting through me.

The two of us melted against each other, the only sounds now coming from our breaths and the thunder in the distance.

Thunder?

I raised my head slightly, and so did Sky. Far off, we could see the occasional lightning strike dancing through clouds—but it was still clear above us.

“Beautiful,” they murmured.

I had to agree.

They were.

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Raindrops glistenedunder the early morning sun, the sky bright pink with a band of gray in the distance from the storm that’d passed over us.

The air was crisp, the garden ready to be worked. I pulled my gloves on and rolled my shoulders, thinking about all I needed to get done.

Also, very specifically, thinking about Beau and Sky.

I knew they’d come home in the middle of the night because I’d heard his boots on the wood floors and the soft click of Sky’s door. I wondered how their evening had gone, and couldn’t help but glance at the house occasionally, searching for Sky.

The heart moved faster than the head at times, I knew that much to be true. I’d spent the morning wondering how in the hell I was falling so damn fast—for someone I’d known for years and someone I’d only known for days.

I was cautious, reasonable. And yet, those two had my heart and mind’s wires crossed.

“Morning.”

I startled, my muscles tensing and then relaxing as I turned to see Beau at the garden gate. He leaned over the fence as I walked up to him.

“Look who it is,” I said, smirking as I approached.

He looked more tired than usual, and yet his eyes were brighter than the rising sun. I stopped right in front of him and he reached down, tipping my chin up and planting a kiss on my lips right in front of god and everybody.

“How was your night?” I asked softly.

“Wonderful,” he murmured, kissing me again. “We thought about you.”

My head spun as he offered a sweet smile. “Thought about me?”

“Mm-hmm. Several times.”

“I see.” I arched a brow. “Dare I ask what the context was?”

“You already know,” he chuckled.

“I bet it was the same way we thought about Sky when we were together.”

He nodded. “It was.”

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