Series: Torn and Bound Duet Series by K. Webster
Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 94135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 471(@200wpm)___ 377(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 471(@200wpm)___ 377(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
“Nice.” I look up and find the coolest looking hot tub I’ve ever seen on the back porch. It’s made of some sort of rock, making it look like a natural spring. There are several lounge chairs surrounding it, and when Ashton flicks a switch, it lights up turquoise. Tiny bubbles instantly start to form, and you can see the heat rising up in the frigid air.
“We should all go in!” Then I remember something… “Shoot, I didn’t bring a swimsuit.” I pout at Ashton. “You didn’t tell me there was a hot tub here. Maybe we can find one somewhere—”
Before I can finish my sentence, I’m being lifted, caveman style, over Ashton’s shoulder. He stalks us over to the hot tub and then drops me in, jeans and all.
“What the hell!” I shriek, thankful the water’s warm.
Ashton is already removing his shirt and unzipping his pants while Brayden and Drew laugh at his antics.
“What are you laughing at?” I bark playfully at them. “Get in here!” I splash water at them and they only laugh harder. Then, since my shirt is sticking to me, I peel it off my body and throw it to the side, leaving me in my lacy bra and jeans.
Ashton steps into the water in only his boxers and wades over to me. His hazel eyes seem to glow in the turquoise reflection as he cuts through the water toward me like an alligator after his prey. I yelp when his arm circles around my waist while his other hand unbuttons my jeans.
“This okay, Mia?” he asks, his voice low enough so only I can hear.
“Yes. It’s just Brayden and Drew.”
His grin is wicked. “Then let’s get you out of those jeans.”
We laugh as he wrestles me out of my clothes that have stuck to my skin. When he finally flings them over and they splat on the deck, he pulls my back to his chest and kisses my temple.
“I think we scared them away,” I say, motioning for the empty deck.
“Nah, those two can’t pass up hot tub time with the hotties. Give them a second to get their dicks in order.”
A few minutes later, two hockey gods dressed in black boxer briefs, carrying bottles of liquor, join us in the hot tub. Ashton reaches over and mashes a button that has bubbles rolling all over so it’s too hard to see beneath the surface.
Drew hands us an unopened, icy cold bottle of vodka. I take it from him and unscrew the lid. It’s cold but burns like fire all the way down my throat. I choke a little before passing it to Ashton.
“I’m going to fuck you in this hot tub.” Ashton gulps the vodka before passing it back to me. “What do you think about that?”
“Sounds… hot.”
Brayden laughs. “Corny, Mia. Real cheesy.”
I stick my tongue out at him, earning a chuckle from Drew.
“Children,” Drew says, “behave.”
“Sorry, MiMi,” Ashton says, grabbing my boob. “Didn’t mean to poke you with my dick. You know how I get when Drew goes all daddy on us.”
Drew flips him off before slinging his arm over Brayden’s shoulders, pulling him close. They’re so cute together.
The next few drinks of the vodka go down smoother. My body feels weightless. One glance at Ashton tells me he’s feeling pretty good himself.
“Oops,” Ashton says a second before my bra loosens. “It fell off.”
I giggle as he wrangles it off my body. He tosses it at Brayden and Drew, who’ve started to devour each other. It smacks them right in their heads.
Then it’s on.
I scream when the boys attack, trying to get to Ashton, but he uses me like a human shield. I latch onto Brayden as Drew attempts to playfully drown Ashton. Brayden pulls me into his lap so we can watch them. His thumb lazily strokes my stomach, making me shiver.
“You’re feeling good, pretty girl, mmm?” Bray asks, pecking the side of my neck.
“So good.”
Bray laughs. “Me too. We needed a vacation.”
Drew has Ashton trapped in a headlock, laughing his ass off while my boyfriend tries to escape.
“Let him go,” I say, giggling. “You’re hurting him.”
Drew tugs at Ashton’s nipple ring. “Ashton likes a little pain.”
Red-faced from exertion and in a headlock, Ashton still manages to shrug.
“That thing you’re poking me with is painful,” Ashton chokes out. “I’ll tough it out like a good boy, though, Daddy.”
This sends them into another splashing chaotic moment where Drew tries to drown him while Brayden and I crack up laughing. Ashton eventually escapes and pounces on me, his hands moving my thighs to settle himself between them in front of me, poised for a kiss. It’s strange to kiss him as I sit on Brayden with my legs spread, but I can’t deny it’s also hot.
Ashton kisses me hard, devouring me like he needs me to survive. I whimper when his hand pushes my underwear aside and his fingers slide inside me.