Unbridled and Unsaddled [The Double Rider Men's Club 9] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Elle Saint James

slid to Parker once more. He took an even longer and more intense look this time.
    The man suddenly grinned. “Who’s your friend here?”
    “None of your business. I’ll talk to you about the County Western Day event plans on Monday. During working hours.” She grabbed the edge of the door and closed it halfway.
    “Sabrina, this can’t wait until Monday. Kurt wants the prelims by Monday afternoon. We don’t even an evening show planned yet.” Almost whining in his tone, Ben didn’t seem to take the hint that Sabrina didn’t want him here and wasn’t going to work tonight. Parker was about to make Sabrina’s wishes clear in a more physical way if Ben didn’t get his ass off her doorstep.
    She stuck her head out the door. “We have plenty of time. I’m not planning anything extra for the evening event. I already talked to Kurt earlier today. And most importantly, I’m not working tonight. So get lost. We’ll meet first thing on Monday. In the office this time.”
    Ben pushed out a long, exasperated-sounding sigh like a temperamental child just finding out for the first time that he couldn’t always have his way. Parker was ready to help with the explanation, but Sabrina just shut the door in his face.
    She leaned her forehead against the doorframe. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean for him to see you here.”
    “I really don’t care.” Parker put his other hand on her back and tried to ease the sudden tension in her shoulders with a quick massage.
    She allowed it for a few seconds then turned around to face him. “You should. He probably knows who you are.”
    Parker looked up and pretended to think carefully about Ben, knowing who he was. He dropped his head and stared deeply into her eyes. “Nope. Still don’t care.”
    “He’ll probably want to ask you to perform in the coming County Western Day event in some manner. We don’t have anything rodeo-related planned, but I’m sure his little pea brain will work overtime this weekend until Monday.”
    Parker huffed. “I won’t do a rodeo competition or show for anyone but you. And only if there’s a contest where you’re the prize. Oh, wait. We already did that, didn’t we? I liked it a lot. Guess we don’t need to do that again.” He eased in closer, bent forward, and kissed the space on her neck right below her ear. “It’s pretty much the only the reason I’m here.” He pushed his cock into her belly. “That competition turned out to be one of the best decisions I ever made.” He fastened his lips to the space along her jawline where he knew she liked to be kissed. The box he still held almost dropped to the floor.
    “By the way, I brought you something to commemorate that first time we spent together in the cabin.”
    She straightened from the door. “What is it?”
    He handed her the small box. “Open it.”
    Sabrina pulled the top off the square white box and looked inside. Nestled on a bed of cotton was something he’d found resting on his windshield wipers after leaving the cabin.
    “Baby pinecones?” she asked. She reached into the box and removed what he’d brought.
    Three small pinecones snuggled together and still attached to one branch. All together they were only about the size of her palm.
    “I found them resting on my vehicle’s windshield when I left the cabin that first night we spent together. I thought it was an apt souvenir for the evening.”
    Her surprised and overjoyed expression as she held the branch was all he needed to know he’d made the right choice to give up his treasure.
    “I love it. Thank you so much.”
    There was a table next to her door. She turned and leaned down to place the open box displaying the gift right there in her entryway. Before she turned back around, Parker crowded her against the door. She laughed as he pressed behind her and kissed the back of her neck. His cock dug immediately into her ass cheek. Her hands slid up the door frame and over her head. He smoothed his hands