Page 39 of Bedroom Rodeo
“And if it doesn’t work out?” Piers was always the voice of reason in all things, but as far as Ash saw it, this couldn’t be picked apart. They were all in or all out.
“We need to be there for Sylvee.” He was all in.
Piers’s chest swelled with the deep breath he took. “We need Sylvee to check the contracts.”
Ash’s own chest surged at what he was saying.
Piers wasn’t in…but he wasn’t exactly out, either.
He scuffed his boot on the ground in an effort to gain his wits and not run in there, cock hard and ready to pleasure Sylvee and give her the best chance at the happiness she was asking for.
“Let’s let this conversation sit for a little bit. Right now, our girl’s in there with someone else’s hands all over her. Do you want to let that go on?”
“Hell no.” In one step, Piers grabbed the door handle and whipped it open.
The two of them knew where they were going and strode directly to the massage room.
Ash whipped it open without knocking.
A woman was lying on the padded table, her legs spread wide and a Boot Knocker between them, licking her pussy. From here, Ash could see the glint of clit jewelry, which told him it wasn’t Sylvee even if she didn’t jerk up onto her elbows.
Dylan lifted his head from between her thighs. The Boot Knocker was one of the most requested by the ladies, and that was even before they knew about his talents at oral. Ash had seen him giving many a cowboy a blow job too, but never been on the receiving end.
“You wanna join in? She’s more than willing and there are two more holes.” Dylan’s crass statement drew a pleasured moan from the buxom brunette.
Ash shook his head. “You look like you’ve got it covered. We’ve got other obligations.”
Dylan gave them another look before lowering his mouth to her pussy once more.
The soft cries were nothing compared to Sylvee’s—and Ash needed to make her scream his name. Now.
They backed out of the room and quietly closed the door. As he gripped the knob of the next, he paused and met Piers’s stare.
“If I open this and see Rowan’s lips on Sylvee, I’ll tear them off.”
Piers’s jaw flexed. “Open it.”
He shoved it open. Sylvee lay face down on the table, her beautiful body oiled up. A pot of mud sat on a nearby warmer, but it hadn’t been applied to her skin yet.
Rowan was relatively new to the team. He was stacked with muscle and flaunted it any chance he got. He was also performing the massage in the nude.
“Get out,” Ash ordered him.
“We’re taking over.”
The kid only nodded in agreement and walked out, shoulders thrust back in the cockiest of manners.
Sylvee twisted to look at them. “Bossy much?”
“You haven’t begun to see bossy.” Ash stepped up to the table and stripped off his shirt.
Piers did the same. He reached for the pot of mud and dug his fingers into the sticky, slick stuff. Sylvee’s eyes grew wide.
“You rub her down. I’ll make her suck my cock.” Ash’s command made her gasp.
Piers issued a low rumble that sent dark heat through Ash’s body. He fucking loved the noises his lover made when he was aroused.
“I’ll do her top half. You do the bottom. She can take turns sucking our cocks.”