Hott and Handled (The Hott Brothers #3) - Leah Sharelle Page 0,48

is fucking sensational, and I can’t wait to see more of it.”

“Well, how about we see some more of each other right now?” Letting go of my neck, Farron pushed at my chest so she could take hold of her button-up shirt and, with both hands, ripped it apart, sending buttons flying between us, revealing her plump breasts encased in a snow-white lace bra.

“Jesus Farron,” I breathed reverently, my mouth drooling at the sight of the two pillowy globes, each a decent handful, both perfect.

“We have twenty minutes before I have to get back to work,” Farron said, her eyes hooded as she watched me looking at her. “I know this is teasing you Nixx, we can stop if you’d rather.”

Her teeth grazed her lip again, and I saw the mental wall going back up. Well, fuck that!

Going up on my knees, I fisted my shirt and pulled it over my head and tossed it behind me.

“Tease me all you want, baby, I can take it. What I can’t take is not tasting you,” I moaned, then fell back down on her, my mouth going straight to where her breast was free from the bra’s material, suckling at the tempting flesh. Trailing one hand over the other beauty, I slipped my fingers under the cup and found the tight nub I craved to take into my mouth. Flicking the taut bead of flesh with my finger, I took my other hand and pulled down the other cup releasing the breast I was sucking on.

“Fuck me. Goddamn beautiful,” I breathed, then did what I have wanted to do since the day I met her, I licked her nipple with the flat of my tongue and took my time doing it. Drool pooled at the sides of my mouth as I lapped and licked and sucked the nipple, committing to memory not only the flavour of Farron but the hot moans and hisses coming from her, learning what pleasured her and what drove her wild.

“Oh god, Nixx, that is … that feels … oh, so good … honey!”

“Yo Nixx, are you going to help or sit up on your horse and just keep making those disturbing sounds?” Eddy yelled at me, shutting down the memory of hearing Farron begging me to keep sucking her glorious tit. What didn’t shut down was the hard-on I was sporting. Sitting in a saddle and having a stiffy was not ideal nor getting lost in a personal porn movie when my men were around working.

Daring a slight shift of my hips, I tried in vain to take some of the pressure off my crotch, but the western saddle I chose today was making that extremely difficult.

“Um …” I grimaced when the pommel came into contact with my zipper. Shit a brick, this was embarrassing. Eddy burst out laughing, obviously enjoying my predicament.

Arsehole.

“Go back boss, we can take care of the cattle left to do. You go and take care of … whatever, and for fuck’s sake, don’t ever tell me about it,” he implored, his upper body shuddering, his face twisting in mock disgust.

“Yeah, um probably best, mate. Ah … see ya.” Ducking my head, I gingerly turned Princess around, clicking my tongue and heading off in a slow, slow walk back to the stables.

Please, baby, let tonight be the night, I prayed silently, my dick agreeing with my plea.

FARRON

I was fifteen minutes late. Who knew picking out a dress to wear to a casual dinner would have been such a disaster. Passing the main house, I followed the cobbled road that led to the smaller cottage where Fenixx lived. The Triple H had several cottages dotted on the main part of the property. Hendrixx and Blake lived in one, Blake’s old place, a larger building that housed the live-in workers and then Fenixx’s. The three houses were all built in the same style, with personal touches added by the residents. Fenixx told me his place used to belong to Lenoxx. He lived in it on the weekends, and in Melbourne during the week until he and Makena got back together. Noxx now lived over at Waterford Views with his wife and kids. They’d made Makena’s family property a part of the HHH, and according to Nixx, it was starting to be successful and wouldn’t be long before it became profitable.

“I should have worn the yellow,” I muttered, parking my ute next to Nixx’s motorbike, and another older looking one that looked out of place next