Jardin's Gamble (Haven, Texas 9)

“Like what you see, rocket? He’s ripped, isn’t he? So fucking hot.”

Jardin grinned over at them as he stripped off his pants. Each item of clothing was neatly folded and placed on the other bed.

“Well?” Carrick demanded, pinching her nipples lightly and smiling at her gasp of pain. “Answer me.”

“Y-yes, he’s gorgeous.”

“Sometimes I think I could just spend all day watching him move,” Carrick admitted, letting his gaze roam over Jardin possessively.

“Easy now, I haven’t even got my dick out yet,” Jardin joked as he stripped off his boxers and wrapped his hand around the monster in question.

“Holy. Shit.”

“Big, isn’t he? And gorgeous.” Carrick reached for the bottom of her shirt, pulling it swiftly over her head. “But don’t worry, if I can take him you certainly can.”

“Wow, I’d like to see that.” She wrapped her arms around her middle.

“Maybe we should do this later. When it’s dark.”

“And why would we do that?” Jardin asked in a deceptively soft voice as he laid back on the bed, dick in hand, watching them both.

“Because, in case you haven’t noticed, I’m not exactly skinny. I have rolls and cellulite and I really need to shave, like, everything.”

“Carrick,” Jardin said i

n a firm voice. “Take care of Thea’s punishment.”

“With pleasure. Thea, bend over.”

“W-what?”

“Bend over,” Carrick firmed his voice. He didn’t want her thinking he was a pushover just because he was easier going than Jardin. It was never acceptable for her to talk about herself like that.

“But why?”

“Because you just insulted something precious to us,” Jardin told her. “And talking badly about yourself is never acceptable.”

“I didn’t know!”

“You didn’t know that you shouldn’t put yourself down?” Jardin asked skeptically. “Besides, it’s all lies. You are beautiful. Every inch of you. Carrick.”

“Bend over, Thea. Every minute you procrastinate is another ten smacks.”

She let out a small gasp but bent over. Her skirt molded over her ass. Fucking perfect. He squeezed one cheek. He slid it up over her ass, revealing some very safe, granny panties.

“She needs new lingerie,” he told Jardin.

“Excellent, I’ll get on that.”

“Are the two of you going to take over my life?” she asked.

“Pretty much,” Jardin said.

“Objections?” Carrick asked.

“I’ll let you know when I have them.”

Carrick grinned. He just bet she’d let them know; it was going to make life interesting when Jardin realized he couldn’t have his way all the time.