Grind (Powertools The Original Crew Returns #3)- Jayne Rylon Page 0,17

brow, then leaned over to kiss her. “How about me? I’m not sure I can wait much longer if you keep being bossy like that.”

Devon grinned and said, “Well, I’d go down on you if it wouldn’t mean drowning.”

Neil was out of the water in a flash, turning so that he sat on the edge of the platform, his feet dangling in the water. He reached out and took Devon’s upper arm in his hand, then used the grip to guide her between his legs. He spread them and said, “I’ve got something you can hang onto.”

“Careful you don’t get splinters in anything important.” Devon chuckled as Dave groaned and clutched his own balls in sympathy. She looped her arms around Neil’s waist and buried her face between his legs.

While Dave couldn’t see through her head, he didn’t have to in order to guess what she was doing. The way Neil’s eyes rolled back before he clutched at her shoulder and speared his fingers into her short hair told Dave everything he needed to know.

And that was even before he unleashed a long, loud groan.

James worked Mike while Devon did the same to Neil, which had Dave antsy for some attention of his own. But the throbbing in his leg made him sure he was going to have to choose his next move carefully. While Kayla didn’t mind riding him most times, since the fire she’d seemed to prefer him taking the lead and he wasn’t about to disappoint her or drag her out of this rejuvenating moment.

This was exactly why they’d come.

So he bent over and clasped her wrists, then hauled her from the lake, water sluicing from her perfect-to-him body in crystalline rivulets. He took his time kissing her, wrapping her in his arms to make sure she wasn’t cold. Her wet body plastered to his guaranteed he wasn’t anything of the sort. And when she pulled back and smiled up at him, ready for more, he guided her down to her back on the platform and followed right behind.

Dave knelt on the uneven wood surface, which wobbled in the water, and winced. “Fuck this. I have a better idea.”

Thank the stars he’d focused on building up strength in his arms for times, just like this, when his leg could have otherwise been a hindrance. He positioned Kayla with her ass teetering on the edge and her body parallel to Neil and Devon.

She peeked over at them while Dave turned and, with a single fluid motion, stepped off the platform again, going under with a whoosh that rang in his ears. When he surfaced next to Devon, he apologized for the waves that made her slosh in between Neil’s legs. But once he ensured she was steady again, he beached himself over Kayla, probably looking like a hairy whale at an aquarium show and not caring much about his tanned ass on display. After running a naturist resort for more than a decade, there wasn’t much of him not used to being exposed to daylight.

Unfortunately, the cold hit him like a delayed fist in the gut. He shook water from his hair and hooted. “That’s a bit chilly.”

“Didn’t think your plan through all the way, did you?” Mike chuckled as his hand on James’s head directed the other man up and down, up and down. “Don’t worry, I’m sure Neil or James will be more than happy to fuck your wife for you.”

Oh hell no. Not this time. He braced himself on his bulging forearms and admired his wife beneath him. She was so pretty, her tattoos bright in the late summer sun.

Kayla immediately wrapped her thighs around his waist, hugging him tight and bringing him close to exactly where he wanted to be most.

He levered himself more upright, part in the water and part out, using the buoyancy to help offset his weight and keep from crushing her. “Much better.”

His wife smiled up at him and hummed. “I think so too, but it’ll be best if you get inside me. Hurry. I’ll warm you right up again.”

He wasn’t about to keep her waiting.

He braced himself on straight-locked arms, his legs floating behind him. Propping himself up with his arms was no problem and the weight off his thigh and knee was a relief, allowing him to focus on entirely more pleasurable parts of his body.

Kayla glanced over and shared a secret smile with Devon, who clenched her fingers on Neil’s flanks, ignoring everything but making him moan