Twin Pleasures by Suzanne Thomas Read Free Book Online

exploded behind her eyelids when the massive orgasm caught her unaware and kept going. She felt her walls tighten like a vise around his cock and cried out as his seed flooded her starving pussy.
    His fingers biting into her hips kept her from collapsing to her knees. She felt him slowly slide out of her, scraping against sensitive nerves. Little pants of breath broke between long groans from her lips as each inch came out. His hands glided around her hips to stroke over her stomach before settling on her breasts, where he tightened his hands and pulled her up to rest against his length. She had no energy left to do anything but stand as he fondled and plumped up her breast.
    “I thought we were going to use protection from now on?” she breathlessly asked with her head leaning back against his shoulder. Her pussy kept shuddering and sending little jolts of pleasure to her womb.
    “I know, baby. I’m sorry. We’ll remember next time. You take all our control away. We have to go see to Majesty, and then we can turn in for the night,” Donavan said behind her. He didn’t move, though, as he continued to caress every inch of her body that he could reach. Only when Chase stood in front of them holding up her clothes did he finally stop and step away to see to his own dressing.

Chapter 3

    They hopped into one of the Jeeps and headed for the barn. The cool night air whipped into the open cabin, causing Chase, who was sitting in the back, to curse suddenly and hand her a blanket they kept in all the Jeeps. He realized she was shivering from the cold. Some protectors they were, he thought, when they let their woman freeze to death.
    The barn was teeming with activity, as evening feeding was under way. When the Jeep stopped in front of the barn, the man standing in front of Majesty's pen hailed them. He walked toward them in a rolling, bowlegged stroll that depicted years in the saddle. His dusty Stetson rode low over his forehead, and his jeans and shirt had work stains all over them.
    “Is this the famous Majesty, Don?” the man asked.
    “Hey, Gus! Yes, this is him. When did you get back? How was the auction?” Donavan asked as he walked with him over to the railing housing the horse.
    “About an hour ago. Auction went a lot better than expected. The totals are in my truck, and I will get them to you by tomorrow. We got 125,000 for Songbird, 25,000 more than you expected. Len Jackson bought the girl, making me happy she was going to a good owner. All the yearlings went over expected figures. Overall, a great auction,” Gus stated.
    “Gus, this is Liana McCarty. She will be helping with Majesty for a while. Thanks for going. It helped out with us having to go see Majesty,” Chase said, turning toward Mac, who came out of the barn. “Do you have a stall ready, Mac?”
    “Yes, boss, number 6 is all set. I have also made sure the roster is set for tonight and tomorrow,” Mac replied as he made his way over to them.
    “Liana McCarty. That name sounds familiar,” Gus said in contemplation.

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    Liana, having heard that everything was ready, slipped inside the ring. She stopped in the middle and waited for Majesty to come to her. She petted his neck and clipped on the lead she’d grabbed from the railing. He walked calmly beside her, ready to bed down for the night. They passed the men who were talking so lowly amongst each other that she couldn’t hear what they were saying.
    Mac broke away from the conversation and led her to the stall. Before entering the stall, she hooked Majesty up on the grooming hooks stationed at several intervals down the walkway. She asked for a pick, and Mac handed her one from his pocket. She went about cleaning the hooves, freeing any rocks that he might have picked up from the enclosure.
    Liana smiled up at Chase as the last hoof dropped. She unhooked the horse and led him into the stall where fresh water and food awaited him. He smelled dinner and whinnied loudly. She laughed at