Page 41 of Kaden & Keegan


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He felt it, the way her body clamped down on his cock, milking his release from him. A guttural groan escaped as he whispered her name, the sensations tearing through his body stronger than he’d felt in … fuck, maybe ever.

And then it was over.

The three of them were a pile of limbs and racing heartbeats right there in his bed. No doubt he would smell sex for quite some time, and he welcomed it. In fact, he hoped his sheets smelled like her so he could breathe her in for longer.

Only he wasn’t supposed to want that. He refused to. It would only result in disappointment. This was sex. Incredible, sure, but that was as much as he was willing to give. Keegan would fuck her a thousand times, but he wasn’t giving her a piece of himself. He couldn’t.

“You okay?” he heard Kaden ask.

Turning his head, Keegan peered over at Bristol. Her blue eyes were bright, her smile sweet as she glanced between them.

“Never better.”

Keegan stared at her, feeling the warmth in his chest as he fought to push it down. No way was he going to fall for this woman.

No. Fucking. Way.

*

Bristol was basking in the post-orgasmic bliss, her head still spinning after the most intense sex she’d ever experienced. As she lay there, Kaden’s warm body still beneath her, Keegan’s beside them, she wondered if anything could ever ruin this moment.

“Wonder what the parents of your kids’d think if they could see you now,” Keegan said, his tone once again curt as he stared at the ceiling overhead.

Yep.

That did it.

Not only because she could feel the distance Keegan was so obviously putting between them but also because he was right. Whatwouldthey think?

Holy crap.

It hadn’t occurred to her that she would be the talk of the town if word spread that she’d been mixing it up with Kaden and Keegan Walker.

Feeling far too vulnerable to be lying there naked, Bristol rolled off of Kaden then got to her feet. On her way out of the room, she grabbed her clothes, which were strewn across the floor. It took everything she had not to try to cover herself as she marched naked out the bedroom door and across the small hallway to the bathroom.

Once inside, she closed the door, her hands shaking as she fought to lock it.

What had she done?

How in the world was she ever going to be able to show her face again? She’d gotten caught up in the moment, given in to the overwhelming urges, and had sex with both of them. At the same time.

Images of them sandwiched together flooded her mind. The two of them alternating, filling her while she was overwhelmed by a pleasure so fierce she wasn’t sure how she was still in one piece. And she’d loved it. They hadn’t made love to her. No, it was far too intense to call it that. Fucking was what it was called, crude as it sounded. They had fucked her, and she had enjoyed every single second.

Her chest heaved, an urge to cry bubbling in her throat, making her sinuses burn. It had been spectacular, but so very wrong at the same time. No one would understand something like this. Hell, she didn’t even understand it.

She had to get out of there. Now.

With trembling hands, she yanked on her clothes one piece at a time, ignoring the urge to look at herself in the mirror. She did not want to see what she looked like after that.

Once she was dressed, she swiped her hand over her hair then opened the door. Keegan’s bedroom door was closed but she didn’t remember closing it. Not that it mattered, she had nothing to say to either of them. Right now she needed to go home, get her bearings, remind herself that this was an experience she’d enjoyed and would remember forever. If she was lucky, no one else would ever know about it, and she wouldn’t have to face the judgment of the small town she lived in, those disapproving eyes on her.

Taking a deep breath, she grabbed her cell phone, which she’d left on the small coffee table, and her keys from the kitchen island. She was heading for the door when she heard footsteps.

“Hey.”

Kaden.

Swallowing hard, she glanced over at him. He was wearing only his jeans and he looked as well-sexed as she felt. Shame washed over her, had her ducking her head and hurrying toward the door.