Cash's Fight(13)

Wrapping her thighs around his hips, he gave the squirming woman the length of his cock in one hard thrust. She arched under him, grinding her clit against the base of his cock.

“Harder,” Bliss moaned.

“Don’t talk,” Cash moaned, sliding his cock out, only to pound it back inside of her.

It was a relief to have his cock in a warm pussy, driving the need for another woman out of him. He liked his sex dirty and raw, and virginal Rachel would run screaming if he treated her like Bliss.

Picking her up from the mattress, he held her while he lay back against the bed, turning her ass up to Rider who slid his own condom on before sliding into Bliss’s ass, tightening her pussy around him even further.

Cash groaned as he reached to grab one of Bliss’s tits, squeezing it until the nipple turned a bright, cherry pink. Bliss grabbed his shoulders, digging her nails into him, tearing into his flesh while her mouth went to his neck, sucking on it. His dick lengthened even further in her, forcing a small gasp from her, but Bliss followed directions by not talking.

As Rider began to climax on the other side of her thin wall, Cash felt his own climax build and release into the condom. Then the three lay still, catching their breath on the large bed.

After Rider slid out of Bliss, removing his heavy weight, Cash moved Bliss to his side, removing his condom and throwing it into the trashcan. Then, making himself more comfortable on the bed, he lazily watched Lucky fuck Raci next to him as he played with Bliss’s nipple.

“I’m done for the night.” Rider zipped his cock back in his jeans before taking off.

Cash’s cock began to harden again, watching Raci take Lucky. He loved watching a woman get fucked. Unlike some of the brothers who had married and become monogamous, Cash knew himself well enough to admit to his sexual needs.

He had been in two serious relationships; one before he left Treepoint and one after. Both had ended when he had expected their sexual relationship to not change. The women had enjoyed sharing their bodies before they had become serious, but they couldn’t understand his lack of jealousy at watching them be fucked by men of his choosing. Cash had learned to keep his heart to himself and keep the relationships casual.#p#分页标题#e#

Lucky stiffened on Raci as the woman screamed her release. She then started to close her eyes and go to sleep.

Lucky rose off her, going into the bathroom, and then came back to stare down at the bed. Raci and Bliss were both almost asleep.

“Should we let them rest for a few minutes?” Lucky asked, grinning at him.

“No, let’s give them something to wake up for,” Cash answered, reaching for Raci.

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Rachel misted her plants lightly, walking up and down the aisles of her greenhouse. When she finished, she cleared away the dead ones then repotted others that were growing too big for their containers. She hadn’t worn her gloves again, so when she began getting hungry, she quickly washed her hands. As she noticed they were becoming rough and cracked, she opened a jar of her hand balm, smoothing it into her hands. She clenched them into fists when she realized she was thinking of The Last Riders’ women and the manicured, soft hands they had.

She went into the house, making herself another cup of green tea before starting breakfast. Her oldest brother came to the table, yawning.

“Late night?” Rachel noticed the dark circles under his eyes.

“Yes.” He gave her a lopsided smile as he picked up his cup. “But not because of what you’re thinking. I spent the night in the fields.”

“Any luck catching anyone?”

“No, but I set some traps.”

“Tate…”

“They have to practically be on top of the pot before they would get caught in one.”

“You’re asking for trouble,” Rachel warned.

“No. Anyone stepping on our property despite all the ‘no trespassing’ signs is the one asking for trouble.”

Rachel fixed him a plate of food. It would do no good to argue with him since his mind was made up. Greer came in looking just as tired.

“It’s your turn to watch the field. I’m going to bed. At least I was up all night working,” Tate said unsympathetically.

“I was, too. It was hard work to satisfy Diane,” Greer boasted.

“You promised to stay away from her, Greer.” Rachel glared at her horn-dog brother.

“She’s calmed down. She promised she’s not seeing anyone but me.” Greer avoided her accusing eyes.

“Diane’s promised the same thing twice before,” Rachel reminded him.

“Well, she means it this time.”

Rachel and Tate both shared a glance.