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I parted my lips, and he slid inside my mouth, one hand cupping the back of my head. The taste was different now, creating something uniquely filthy.
“You taste that?” Reid’s fingers threaded through my hair. “That’s what Kellan tastes like on my cock.”
My cheeks burned at his words, but I moaned around him, taking him deeper.
“Next time, maybe he’ll leave it inside you.” Reid’s eyes never left mine as he spoke. “Then I can dip into his cum while I fuck you.”
The mental image was so filthy that I squeezed my thighs together, seeking friction. Reid noticed, his lips curving into a knowing smile.
“Touch yourself.” He guided my movements with gentle pressure on my head. “I want to see you come while I fuck your pretty mouth.”
My hand slid between my legs, finding my clit still swollen and sensitive. I circled it gently, my eyes fluttering closed.
“Look at me.” Reid’s voice brought my focus back to him. “I want to see your eyes when I come down your throat.”
I gazed up at him through my lashes, my fingers working faster between my legs as his cock slid in and out of my mouth.
Kellan moved closer, his hand lazily stroking his spent cock. “She’s exquisite like this.”
Reid’s breathing grew more ragged, his control slipping. “Make yourself come, Quinn. Now.”
My fingers moved faster, the pressure building quickly.
“That’s it.” Reid’s hips snapped forward. “Swallow everything I give you.”
The first pulse hit the back of my throat, and I moaned around him. Pleasure radiated from my core to every nerve ending in my body as I struggled to keep my eyes open and locked with his.
When the last wave subsided, Reid slowly withdrew from my mouth, his thumb tracing my lower lip. “Perfect.”
My legs felt like jelly, my body completely spent.
Kellan appeared beside me with a clean rag, gently wiping my face and then moving to clean the remnants of himself from my ass and between my legs. “You did so well.” His touch was tender as he helped me stand and pull my pants back up.
Reid tucked himself away. “Can you walk?”
I shook my head, too exhausted to speak.
Without another word, he scooped me into his arms. “I’ve got you.”
Kellan pressed a soft kiss to my forehead. “Let’s get her back to the house.”
The cool night air hit my flushed skin as they carried me across the yard. I nestled against Reid’s chest, listening to his steady heartbeat.
“This wasn’t exactly how I pictured the evening ending,” I mumbled against his shirt.
Kellan chuckled beside us. “Disappointed?”
I shook my head, my lips curving into a satisfied smile. “Not even a little bit.”
Tomorrow, I’d probably panic and worry about leaving soon. But tonight? Tonight, I would let myself be carried back to the house by two men who had destroyed me in the tack room.
Chapter 18
Defiling the Kitchen
Enzo
Lathering up the sponge with more soap, I focused on the gentle circular motions across Tater Tot’s flank. The horse flicked his tail lazily, enjoying the mini spa treatment like always. The day was unusually warm, and the water felt refreshing against my skin when it splashed.
