Waves of bliss kept pounding at her as Del found his own release. “Oh, fuck! Yes!” He stayed upright behind her for a few seconds, his breathing a shaky, panting sound, then he collapsed, catching himself before he flattened her as she crumpled beneath him.
“I think I died. Am I in heaven?” she whispered breathlessly through numb lips. The sweat from Del’s chest mingled with the perspiration dampening her back, and she smiled when they slithered against each other.
“I think we are. Woman, I love you so much,” Clay slurred in response.
“Holy fuck. We could be in heaven.” Del dropped on the bed beside her, his cheeks ruddy from exertion. “Are you our angel?”
* * * *
Friday night, Lily stood in front of the bathroom mirror at Del’s house, getting ready for Jack’s birthday party. Lily smiled and let loose a deep, luxuriant sigh as she recalled the way they’d loved her the night before. She’d awakened with stiff muscles in the same position she’d been in as she drifted off.
She applied a second, thin layer of mascara, glossed her lips, and put on her earrings as Del appeared in the mirror’s reflection. He stood in the bathroom doorway and leaned against it as he gave her backside an appreciative head-to-toe inspection. She quivered when he reached out and caressed her ass, which was unfortunately covered already in a pair of snug-fitting dark denim blue jeans. Not satisfied with that simple, arousing touch, he made eye contact with her in the mirror as he pressed close behind her, pinning her to the bathroom countertop.
“Lookin’ sexy in them jeans, cowgirl.” His voice was a husky, growly sound, and her pussy responded with a rush of heat and wetness.
His starched emerald-green button-down shirt intensified his gray-green eyes, and she felt a wave of longing descend over her at the hot look he gave her. “Cowboy, you keep looking at me like that and we’re never gonna get out of here.”
Del’s forearms snaked around her hips, and he pressed his palm against her mound. He rubbed his fingertips over her covered pussy, and her juices wet her panties as he rubbed his hard erection against her lower back. “Know what I want?”
“Two uninterrupted hours?”
Del tilted his head to lightly flick the sensitive spot beneath her ear with the tip of his tongue. “That’s part of it. I want you between me and Clay again. Tonight. Think you’re up for that?”
Tension curled in her core at the thought, and her pussy convulsed in excitement as she imagined it. “U–Um, yes. I’d love it.”
Del stroked her hips as he looked at her in the mirror. “I know what we’re asking of you, Lily. If we ever push you for that and you’re not in the mood, all you have to do is tell us. We are the luckiest men in the world that you’re willing to do that but I want you to know you’re not obligated if you don’t feel like it.”
Lily nodded. “I’ll try to remember that but I really am on board for tonight.”
Del kissed her temple and smiled. “Just making sure. I know you push yourself pretty hard. I can’t wait to show you off tonight.”
Lily blushed at his words and cupped his cheek as she watched him in the mirror. He made her feel beautiful, desirable, and powerful.
“I need to go check on Sargent before we leave for the evening and lock up the other buildings.” Del had accepted a delivery of feed and other supplies from Cunningham’s Feed Store earlier that day. “No sense in tempting fate.”
Lily nodded and watched him through the doorway as he sauntered away. His tight butt was sonnet-worthy. When he was out of earshot, she murmured, “I’ll bet I could bounce a quarter on that ass. Mmm!”
The closing of the backdoor was punctuated by the ringing of her cell phone. Wondering who it was, Lily peered at the caller ID and froze when she recognized the number.
JT.
Chapter Thirty-One
Lily’s heart lurched in her chest, and she had to swallow before she could speak. “Hello?”
“Listen hard, you unfaithful bitch. I’ll talk slow so you’ll understand—” His hateful voice abraded her nerve endings.
“How did you get this number?”
“Shut the fuck up and listen. I have your old man. I’m at your house on Bluestem in Divine. You come to me right now. If you’re not here in ten minutes, he’s dead.”
“But I’m over ten minutes from town right now.” Panic sent a chilling wave of gooseflesh over her, and she felt shaky as adrenaline dumped into her bloodstream.
“Well then, you’d better hurry, hadn’t you? And you’d better be alone, too. If I see a hint of either of those two sons of bitches you’ve been fucking, I blow a hole in your dad’s head. Ten minutes.”