The Virgin Next Door (Stud Ranch 3)

Calla’s eyes dilated as she looked to Liam and she bit the bottom corner of her lip like she did when she was aroused.

Liam obviously recognized it too because he didn’t automatically reject the idea outright. His eyes flicked between Calla and Mack. “How? What do you mean?”

“You’ll see,” Mack said. “Lay down in the center of the bed.”

Liam looked uncertain. “Why don’t we just—”

“Lay down.”

Liam’s nostrils flared. “Fine.” His movements were jerky as he threw back the covers and laid down in the middle of the bed.

“Take his shirt off,” Mack instructed Calla.

Calla licked her lips as her hands dropped to Liam’s waist. She started to just pull it up but Mack dropped his hand to her wrists to slow her down. “Slowly. Tease him.”

He demonstrated, inching Liam’s shirt up and dragging the tips of his fingers across Liam’s abs as he went. Calla’s eyes flashed with heat when Liam let out a low hiss. She mirrored Mack’s actions, caressing up and then down Liam’s stomach. She teasingly ran her fingers down his happy trail to where his cock stood at rigid attention.

“You won’t be needing this right now.” Mack gripped Liam’s shaft and tugged the condom off in one swift pull. Liam’s whole body jolted at the touch.

Calla leaned over and gave the crown of Liam’s cock a kiss, licking around the head. Her eyes went to Mack, seeking assurance. His whole body vibrated with the rightness of it. Yes. This is how it should have been between them all along.

Mack nodded and ran his hand down Calla’s spine as she continued teasing Liam’s cock with her tongue.

“Not too much now,” he said, pulling her back after a few minutes. Calla stopped sucking and let Liam free from her mouth with a little pop.

Mack reached inside the nightstand and pulled out a tube of lubricant.

“What’s that for?” Liam asked, rising up on his elbows and staring at what Mack had in hand.

“Lay back.”

“Fuck you. What’s that for?”

Mack handed Calla the lube. “Coat your first two fingers with that, honey.”

Then he bent with his forearm across Liam’s chest, forcing him back down to the bed. “You’re gonna take what we fuckin’ give you, you got that?”

“Says who?” Liam struggled against Mack’s hold.

Mack grinned evilly. “Says me.”

Then he said to Calla, his face softening. “Stick your finger in his ass, honey. Just one at first.”

Calla’s eyes flicked to Liam. His jaw was clenched but he nodded to her. Again Mack felt that roar of satisfaction in his chest.

“I can’t— It won’t go in,” Calla said.

“Relax,” Mack whispered to Liam.

Liam glared murderously back and Mack grinned again. Then he moved down the bed to where Calla was crouched.

Liam was on his back with his legs up, his long, thick cock laying against his stomach.

“Stroke him,” Mack said. He squirted lube on his own fingers.

Calla obeyed, reaching up to pull on Liam’s cock. Fucker was built like a horse. Mack’s cock was just as long but not as thick. Even Mack had to admit—impressive.

“Now keep massaging all around his anus,” Mack said softly. Watching Calla’s small fingers pressing at Liam’s ass was fucking hot, that was for sure. “Don’t be afraid of hurting him. He can take it.”