Pole Position (Country Roads 2)

“I’ll do more than make you wet if you play with yourself without permission.”

“Can I service you, Sir?”

“Service me?” he asked, chuckling. I thought you’d never ask.

Princess faced him. Brant nipped at her lips. “On your knees, sub.”

Princess dropped to her knees, kissing Brant’s shaft while sliding to the floor. “Did I tell you to kiss my dick?”

“No, Sir.”

“What kind of punishment should I give you?” he asked, gripping his cock and wondering if he could carry on like this for much longer.

“Another spanking?”

Brant grunted. “You sound hopeful.”

“I like whippings.”

“You like being a naughty girl, don’t you, sub?”

“Yes, Sir,” she said, running her fingers over Brant’s cock. “But there’s something I’d enjoy much more.”

Brant smacked her hand away. “No touching. Just sucking. Can you do that, sub?”

“You know I can,” she said, following Brant’s cock with her mouth.

“Hands behind your back,” Brant said, plunging into Princess’s hot mouth. “Oh damn,” he muttered. “You have such slick lips, don’t you, sub?”

Princess only mumbled and then she started the blow job of a lifetime. Brant showed his appreciation a lot sooner than he’d anticipated.

Chapter Seventeen

Later that afternoon, they returned home to find Colt in the barn watering the horses. “You two look like you just returned from your honeymoon.”

“I feel like I just returned from my honeymoon,” Princess said, slipping her arms around his neck.

“I don’t have to ask what you two found to keep you busy. It’s written all over her face.”

Princess studied Colt. He looked sad, as if he wasn’t sure what to make of the time she’d enjoyed alone with Brant.

His gaze held on the collar. “What the hell is that?”

Princess gulped. She stared at Brant and he looked smug, as if he’d done something he knew would upset Colt.

Princess ran her finger over the leather and said, “I thought this would please you, too, Sir.”

Colt winked at Brant and said, “Actually, it does.”

Princess breathed a heavy sigh of relief and looked at them then. “I’m happier now than I’ve ever been in my life.”

“You are?” Colt asked, taking a step toward her. “Well maybe I should go ahead and show you why I’m not disappointed to find that collar around your neck.” He dug in his pocket and retrieved a black velvet box. “Brant collared you because that signifies to others in the lifestyle that you belong to a Dom.”

“I belong to two Doms,” she corrected him, her heart soaring.

“Yes, but you’ll wear his collar, and I’m hoping you’ll become my wife,” Colt said, taking her hand in his and sliding down to one knee. “Princess Sterling, I would be honored if you would marry me.”

She stared at the white diamond ring winking back at her, and she threw her arms around his neck. “You boys don’t waste any time, do you?”