Or both of them making love to her at the same time.
She could almost feel them, their exploring hands, their kissing mouths, their cocks filling her in every way possible.
“Oh yes!”shegasped, her fingers moving faster, her breaths coming in sharp little pants.
She was already close, so close!The pleasure was coiling tight deep inside of her.Her thighs began trembling.
Nick’s voice was whispering in her ear.
Come for us, baby.
Her back arched and her toes curled.She exploded on a broken cry and her vagina clenched around her fingers as she thrust inside like a miniature cock.She shook from the force of the convulsions and cried out as the shudders ripped her apart.
She stayed within the vortex for as long as she could, riding the bliss, the pleasure, until slowly it ebbed away, leaving her spent as the naughty spasms gentled.Then they were gone and the emptiness of being up here alone without Axel pressed in around her, reminding her how alone she’d felt in her marriage to Tim.How alone she’d felt until Axel had come back into her life.
Slowly an idea began form and she smiled.Excitement made her laugh.She peeled away the sleeping back and climbed out of the bed.The floorboards were cool beneath her bare feet as she reached for the shirt, socks, and old boots she’d worn last night.
Her body was humming with satisfaction as she dressed.Humming with a new plan as she ascended the stairs.
She found her cowboy hat on a peg just inside the doorway.She had no idea how it had gotten there, but she figured Nick or Axel must have found it in the tack room where she’d left it last night.
She placed her cowboy hat with a flick of her wrist, the brim casting a shadow over her eyes as she strolled outside.It was cloudy, cool but also bright.The air smelled fresh from last night’s storm, and she could smell the faintest smell of a musky scent of sex, ofher.
Jenna licked her lips and her pulse quickened.She wasn’t just going to the house; she was stepping into whatever came next, ready, or not.
And she knew exactly what she’d say when she got there.
* * * * *
“Why didn’t you tell me Jenna is pregnant?”Axel’s question came right out of nowhere snapping Nick out of his breakfast rhythm.He paused mid-reach, bacon dangling from his tongs, and Daisy, who stood sentry at his feet, perked her ears up as if sensing a shift in here.
He’d known this moment was coming but hearing Axel say it out loud made the lie feel heavier than he expected.
He dropped the piece of bacon and Daisy caught it easily.In an instant it was gone.
“This dog eats like a garbage disposal,” he chuckled, although he felt the sound felt a little forced.
He turned casually, or at least he tried to, and faced Axel, who stood there with a frown that didn’t match the calm in his voice.
“She told you.”
“She did.Right after I made love to her.”
The words landed like a punch.Not jealousy exactly, but a sharp reminder of everything he wasn’t allowed to want or have.
“That must have come as a shock.And?”
“I told her the baby was ours.Hers and mine.”
Something twisted inside him.It was a mix of admiration, longing, and the quiet grief of realizing he’d never be part of that “ours.”
Well, if that wasn’t a declaration of possession, Nick didn’t know what else it could be.A part of him, the part he didn’t want to look too closely at because it would hurt like a son of a bitch, had hoped he could claim Jenna and the baby.
“Good,” Nick replied and turned back to the stove so Axel couldn’t read his face.He slid the spatula under an egg and flipped it over.
“And you set us up last night,” he heard the accusation before he turned to face him again.Axel was now leaning against the table, his arms folded across his chest, studying him with a look that was too perceptive for comfort.
Nick forced a grin, but his pulse kicked.Axel saw through him too easily, always had.
