Dalton, Tymber - Hernando Heat (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Tymber Dalton Page A

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Chapter Ten

    Fortunately, the night was warm and they didn’t need to heat water for the tub. Katie drew the curtain across the little alcove on the back porch where the washtub sat for summer use. Mason stood there, still swaying a little on his feet as she peeled her muddy house coat off and over her head, letting it drop to the wooden porch floor with a wet splat.
    With trembling hands, she stepped over to Mason and started unbuttoning his shirt. His brown eyes bored into hers.
    “I love you, Katie. I love you fierce. I do want this to work.”
    She smiled. “I do, too, Mase. Believe me.” She helped him out of his shirt and trousers, and when he stood naked before her, she stepped into his embrace. His cock had hardened again and rubbed against her thigh. Part of her wanted him to take her right then, but the sensible part of her wanted to scrub the mud off them first. As he kissed her, his hot lips scorching against hers, she felt her pussy grow wet and wanting. Her sensible brain struggled against her body’s desperate need to feel him inside her, especially as he started to nibble on her ear.
    Then he spit out a little mud.
    She laughed. The sensible part of her brain finally won.
    The washtub was big enough for them both to sit in. She grabbed a washcloth and a bar of soap and started scrubbing him down as he sat, docile. She ladled water over his hair, mud sluicing down his face as it rinsed free. “You’re a mess, Mason.”
    “If I’m half as bad as you look, I reckon I am.” He playfully smiled.
    She laughed. “You don’t worry about me. I’ll clean you up. You’re in no condition to try to do anything yourself.”
    He pulled her to him, her legs wrapping around his waist. “I’d beg to differ with you there.” His cock stiffened against her, and she didn’t resist as he pulled her close for another deep, searing kiss.
    Katie felt her insides melting under the passion of his touch. Unable to take it any longer, she rocked her hips, trapping his cock until she settled fully on top of it with a soft sigh. She loved the feel of him sliding inside her wet, aching pussy, rubbing against her in a pleasant way.
    Two men together? At times like this, she didn’t care what the world thought. How could something that felt this good be ever possibly wrong?
    He moaned. “Darlin’, we can’t do this yet. We’re not married.”
    “Shut up, Mason. I’m not a virgin. You’ve teased me long enough.” She closed her eyes and rested her forehead against his shoulder as they settled into a slow rhythm, water in the tub sloshing against the sides as they moved. Every deliciously slow stroke rubbed her clit, pulling her closer to release.
    He stroked his fingers along her spine and nuzzled his lips against her ear. “Jesus, I love you, baby,” he whispered. “I can’t lose you. We will make it work. I promise.”
    His hard body perfectly hit her clit with every slow glide. “Good,” she gasped, “because I don’t want to lose either one of you.”
    Mason reached up and cupped one of her breasts with a calloused palm, the pad of his thumb brushing over her nipple. “You gonna make it for me like this, baby?”
    She nodded, already beyond speech as she felt a deep, warm glow start within her, soon roaring into bright life like the afternoon sun as her orgasm swelled from her clit and throughout her entire pussy, spreading to her whole body.
    “Oh, Katie, I feel you.” He moaned. “I can’t hold it much longer.”
    His cock drove inside her as she moved faster, harder, taking what she needed from him, her climax rolling through her like heat lighting. When she bit down on his shoulder to stifle her moan, he tightened his grip around her.
    “Yes! Give it to me, baby!”
    Holding on for dear life, she sobbed as her orgasm seemed to last forever, her muscles squeezing his cock until he couldn’t hold on any longer and his release joined hers. His hips bucked against her, water now spilling