Sexual Affection (Contemporary Cowboys 3)

“Cocky little vixen, aren’t ’cha?” Dallas said, swatting her ass.

“And you love me.”

“I do,” Dallas said, seriousness in his voice.

The room fell quiet and all eyes were on Drina.

“Well?” Coco jerked her head and thumbed her guys. “They’re waiting on you, sister.”

“They know I love them,” Drina said, far too flippantly. When they didn’t respond, she stepped closer to her men. “I love you. Maybe I’ve failed to tell you both, but I do.”

“We love you, too,” Dallas said, cupping the side of her face with his palm.

“What do you think about all this equipment, Gemma?” Hales asked, breaking up the mushy exchanges and wearing a serious expression stamped upon his face.

“I think it’s cool. That’s what I think.”

“That’s it?”

“Yeah, Hales. That’s it.”

Hales blew out a hard breath and turned around, apparently interested in what else they’d added to the dungeon space. He checked out the spanking bench, the sex swing, and a few of the adult toys and gadgets on a nearby shelf.

“I hate to break up this party but if anyone’s riding with me, we need to go.” Coco kissed Drina on the cheek.

Drina hugged Coco and Brianna good-bye and thanked them for stopping by. “Any chance we’ll soon be helping you with a nursery addition?”

Brianna grinned and pointed at Coco. “Don’t look at me.”

“I’m okay on kids,” Coco said.

Hales and Gemma glared at one another again, each of them looking at the other one like they couldn’t stand to be in the same room together. After Brianna and Coco left, Drina said, “Dallas, Zak, I need you upstairs. Hales, Gemma, excuse us for a minute.”

“Sure,” Gemma said, putting some more distance between herself and Hales.

Drina topped the steps and slammed the door after Dallas and Zak cleared the doorway. She immediately started throwing the bolts and locks in place.

“What are you doing?” Zak asked.

“I’m doing what any other sister would do if she were in my shoes and knew what I know.”

“And what do you know exactly?” Zak asked.

“Gemma thinks Hales is a prude.”

Dallas laughed aloud. “A prude?”

“Yes.”

“So…what? You’re leaving them down there in the dungeon so they can use our stuff and prove to one another that they aren’t?”

“Something like that.”

“This is insane, babe,” Zak said, starting to unlatch the door.

Drina ducked under Zak’s arm and immediately ripped open her shirt, flashing a hot pink bra and fluttering her eyelashes at the same time.

Dallas smirked. “Damn. The woman knows how to get a man’s attention.