Tri-Tip (Grade-A Beefcakes 3)

I felt Poe sigh, then he wrapped his arms around me.

“As for my mom’s job, if it’s because of us Roger laid her off, we’ll deal with it.”

“Yeah, but his brother wants your job,” Gus said, moving to stand at my side. I looked up at him and he placed his hand gently on my shoulder. Now wasn’t the time to tell him I wouldn’t be sheriff after November. The damage to my mom—if it was because of Mark—was already done.

“So Roger fired my mother as what… retribution?”

Poe kissed the top of my head, breathed me in.

“Pettiness. Roger hates the Dukes,” Gus said. “That’s well-known to anyone in town. So if you’re connected to us, then your mother’s just collateral damage.”

“See?” I replied. “It’s not you who’s bad for me. It’s Gus since he’s a Duke.”

Poe loosened his hold, looked down at me. Smiled.

Finally.

“Like Honey,” he reached out and gave her a pat. “I’m protective of what’s mine, Parker. More so than any of the other guys. Can you handle that?” he asked.

“Yes.”

“Good girl,” he replied, and the praise felt good. “Have Gus or Kemp seen your bare pussy yet?”

My mouth fell open. That was quite a topic change.

“No.”

“Show us, pixie,” Gus said.

I looked around the room. A cross between an office and a library, a big desk in the center. I’d been to the house a bunch of times that one summer, but never in this room. No doubt it hadn’t changed much since when it belonged to Mr. Duke—Gus’s dad, specifically.

“Here?”

“Here,” Kemp repeated, crossing his arms over his chest. “Now.”

I swallowed, my heart racing. I loved the idea of doing something so illicit with a bunch of people just beyond a closed door. And I was the one getting naked—or at least halfway—in front of the men while they remained clothed.

Instantly, a calm settled over me. Quiet. They knew that exposing myself, showing them my pussy which Poe had thoroughly shaved, got me hot. My pussy belonged to them and they wanted to see it.

I was dripping with eagerness, for what would they do once I was bare? Slip their fingers in me? Fuck me? God, I wanted anything. Everything.

They stood before me, like three Titans, as I undid my jeans, worked them down over my hips, being sure to take my panties with them. Once settled about my thighs, my legs were pinned together and they couldn’t see all that much.

Gus didn’t seem to like that fact. “Turn around and bend over the desk.”

“Good girl,” Kemp added when I did so. “Ass out. Yes, like that. Now we can see your bare pussy.”

“We did this yesterday, and again today,” Gus said. “Maybe every day you should do this so you don’t forget what’s ours.”

“She’s not a good girl, she’s a naughty girl,” Poe added and I looked over my shoulder at him. “She’s dripping wet. What have you been thinking about?”

“You,” I replied.

“Just me?” he countered.

I shook my head. “All three of you.”

“Fuck,” Gus said, palming his dick while his eyes were laser focused on my pussy.