Summer's Indiscretion(Divine Creek Ranch 7)(38)

“You both make me that way. I stay aroused just thinking about you,” she whispered as she loosed his grasp at her hips and gracefully stretched and moved down to pay attention to Ace’s cock. “You were both so good to me last weekend, and all I’ve been able to think about is how much I want to do the same for you. I think your cocks are magnificent.”

Kemp sighed in contentment, disbelieving that his cock tingled with fresh arousal as he watched her prowl down Ace’s body. Ace sighed in pleasure as she licked and sucked at the head of his cock before she took him in her mouth. Kemp’s dick throbbed at the sight, and he stroked it, unable to recall being so easily aroused right after climax in years. At forty-five he had staying power but was usually only good for one round a night, maybe two if he had time to rest. Summer threw all those suppositions out of his mind as his cock swelled, demanding attention again.

Summer looked over at him, and he ceased stroking, thinking that might bother her. “Don’t stop, Kemp. I like watching you touch yourself.” He tugged again, pleasure curling inside him as she whispered encouraging words. “Yes, like that. Show me what you like.”

He squeezed his shaft at the base and stroked upward as she took Ace’s cock to the back of her throat, making him groan as though he were in agony. Kemp wondered if Summer had any clue what a seductress she was.

“It won’t take long, kitten. Ride my leg if you want. I want you to come too,” Ace whispered in a shaky voice. “You’re unbelievable.”

Ace’s hips flexed, and Summer settled above his leg and brushed her pussy repeatedly against his thigh as Kemp stroked himself. The pressure built in Kemp’s groin to a blistering intensity, and he was vaguely aware of Ace crying out as another orgasm ripped through Kemp’s body and his cum shot across his abdomen in hot streams. His pleasure was multiplied as he heard Summer’s unmistakable breathy moans as she came undone, too.

The room was quiet except for the sounds of their panting as they all caught their breath. Kemp grabbed several tissues from the box on the bedside table and cleaned himself up. He watched as Summer looked up at Ace, the tenderness unmistakable in her eyes, and kissed him at the juncture of his thigh and hip bone. Ace’s eyelids were closed, and his head flung back so he missed her gaze, but his hands were gentle as he stroked her hair and her cheeks. She looked at Kemp and smiled serenely as he reached for her.

“You must be worn out, darlin’,” he murmured as she snuggled into the spot between them. She practically purred as they both turned to her at the same time and wrapped themselves around her. Kemp kissed the spot beneath her ear and said, “I hope you don’t regret rubbing against us like that in the morning. I don’t want you to be in any pain.”

“I tingle a bit now, but it’s hard to tell if that’s from my orgasm or if it’s from the poison oak. Don’t worry, I’ll be fine. Making love to you wouldn’t have been a good idea, especially now that I know how big you are. That little bit of rubbing probably didn’t do much harm. I can’t wait until I’m completely healed.” The sincerity in her tone told him she was offering more than platitudes.

“Me either, kitten,” Ace mumbled as he smooched the same spot on the other side of her throat. “We’re going to take very good care of you. You were something else.”

She snuggled between them, making kittenish, happy sighing sounds as she got settled.

Kemp lay there listening as their breathing slowed, and a peaceful languor took over his body. The bed might’ve been more crowded than his at his house, but the woman snuggled next to him made it feel like home.

He became alert as the quiet was broken by the sound of his phone ringing. He reached for it and touched the “talk” icon, knowing that Ace was instantly wide awake as well. Summer shifted in her slumber but didn’t fully waken, and he caressed her hip as he answered.

“Kemp Whittier.”

“Hate to disturb you, Kemp.”

“Duke? What’s up?”

“Can you get over to Miss Heston’s place?”

“Summer’s house?” Summer roused when she heard her name mentioned.

“Yes, Jake is already at the other Miss Heston’s house. Everything is fine over there.”

Kemp climbed from the bed and padded down the hall to the bathroom where he’d left his clothing. “What happened?”

“It’s under control now. You’ll see when you get here. Her house has been broken in to and vandalized.”

Kemp cursed under his breath, wishing he’d pressed the issue about putting in a system at Summer’s rental house. She’d questioned the necessity since she’d be moving out in a matter of weeks. They’d given in on the point, knowing they’d be checking in and watching over her anyway.