Total pages in book: 143
Estimated words: 133878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 669(@200wpm)___ 536(@250wpm)___ 446(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 133878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 669(@200wpm)___ 536(@250wpm)___ 446(@300wpm)
“When we were working at this ranch in New Mexico, the lady who ran the ranch invited all the hands to watch with her. She was lonely. She was young when her husband died, and she was focused on the ranch, so she didn’t have a lot of friends,” Bay explained. “Shane and I were the only ones who took her up on it.”
“Dumbasses. She made all these little cakes and sandwiches. It was delicious,” Shane continued. “And you know what? I liked the story. After we moved to a ranch in Texas, I snuck into the owner’s man cave real late at night to watch season two.”
Asshole. “He blamed his daughter for that. He lost his shit when they upset his algorithm and instead of John Wick, his watch nexts became a bunch of period dramas and Taylor Swift concerts.”
“Well, who do you think I watched it with, brother?” Shane taunted.
He pointed his brother’s way. “I knew you were fucking her. Liar.”
“If you wanted some, you should have been interested in Anthony and Kate,” Shane shot back.
Brooke got between them, the most amused look on her face. “Thanks. I now know which brother I can role-play with. Shouldn’t one of you be ripping my clothes off now?”
Shane pointed his way. “Don’t you dare. That shirt is her design from last season, and she’ll be pissed in the morning.”
Brooke’s jaw dropped. “How do you… I don’t care. Welcome to my spinster home. Please let me do dirty, nasty things before I hit my crone stage.”
He would have to deal with his brother later. Not that there was anything to really deal with. It wasn’t like they hadn’t had sex on their own before, though it proved the relationship wasn’t important to Shane because he would never have dated on his own.
Brooke was another story. Months of plotting and planning, and here they were.
Longer, when he thought about it since he’d been sketching her for years. Wondering about her. Longing for what she represented.
She should be a disappointment. She was a little mean and was probably using them for sex, but it made him more determined than ever to have her. And since she responded so well to her lover taking charge, that seemed like a fine plan.
“Take off the shirt,” he commanded. “Take it all off, and then we’re going to see how you taste.”
A shudder went through her and her hands went to the bottom of her shirt. She pulled it over her head and tossed it to the couch that looked like it was Barbie-doll sized.
He hoped the bed was bigger.
She had a bed, right? No one would set their spinster sister up with a house and leave out the bed, right?
He let the thought go because she took off her bra, and he got his first good look at her tits.
Breasts. He was going to be a gentleman.
So it would be her breasts he intended to suck on and nip and cup and press together so he could tongue her nipples one after the other. Gorgeous breasts. They would be a perfect handful, and they were tipped with pretty nipples that tightened under his gaze.
“All of it, Brooke.” Shane stood beside him, both watching her. “He said all of it.”
“That doesn’t feel fair,” she said, though her hands were already on the fly of her jeans. She toed out of her shoes and worked the button.
Shane pulled his T-shirt over his head and tossed it alongside hers.
“Fair doesn’t matter here. You either trust us to give you what you need or…” Bay actually didn’t want to go there.
“Or we make you trust us.” Shane always saved him. “Damn, you’re gorgeous, girl. We need to make this spinster house your slutty house.”
Brooke grinned. “Yeah, that’s what I was thinking, too. And I realize you two are going to be a handful, so before you get so deep into top space I can’t get you back, I have a request.”
He was almost there. He could be bossy when it came to sex, but he felt over the top with her. Caveman like. Still, he could hold off for a couple of minutes. “What is it?”
She stood there like a goddess in a small temple. She bit her bottom lip, and her eyes went hot. “I want to suck your cocks.”
Yep, he was going to go off.
Bay took a long breath. It wasn’t a request he would refuse. He nodded. “Get on your knees, baby.”
Shane was out of his clothes in superhero time. He was already stroking his cock as Bay held out a hand. She placed hers in his, but before she could start to settle down, he brought it to his lips, turning it over so he could kiss her palm.
“You’re in charge of this part, but you’re mine after.”