I awakened the next morning, trying to remember what in the hell happened last night. I inhaled Claire’s shampoo. She was tucked tightly against me. My hand gripped her breast.

I blinked. Fuck. Nash was in bed with us too.

I closed my eyes and thought back over how the three of us ended in bed together. Nash had always been wild. I knew he had had every sexual encounter possible. When my dad married his mom, I knew he’d be trouble. Rich privileged playboy who always had at least one model with him. But now I knew they weren’t rumors, or just stories. He knew exactly what he was doing. The crazy thing was, he wasn’t wrong about sleeping with Claire.

Watching her with both of us was fucking hot. The look in her eyes drove me to keep moving to the finish line. I had done something I never do—push my own boundaries. I was the kind of man who liked routine. I liked certainty.

Claire stirred next to me. She wiggled her perfect ass against my cock and it immediately was hard. Damn it.

She sighed in her sleep. Something stirred in my chest under my ribs. I wanted to take her. Make her mine again. And then pass her to Nash until she came again.

I rubbed my thumb over her nipple until it perked. Her hips started to rock back and forth. I was waking her up. I kissed the back of her neck.

“Mmm,” she purred.

I lifted her knee, adjusting her so that I could push inside her.

“Ohh,” she moaned when I spread her wide with my cock and rubbed it back and forth over her clit. Her ass ground until I plunged inside her.

I bit her ear, while my fingers splayed her clit open, pumping in and out.

Just then Nash rolled over and caught us. I froze but, then he nodded. He propped up on his elbow and leaned down to kiss Claire. She answered his kiss. He lowered his head and sucked a tit in his mouth.

“Oh fuck,” I groaned. Everything he did to her made her hotter and wetter. It was fucking nirvana.

Claire reached down and fisted his dick.

“That’s it,” he coached. “Get me ready, too, baby.”

I couldn’t hold out much longer. She was so warm. So ready. So tight. Her eagerness to please us both did something to me.

“I’m going to come,” I moaned, knowing I had to pull out. We were out of condoms.

“Coat her tits, man. I want to see this.”

I pulled out, flipping Claire on her back. She arched toward the ceiling just as a I spurted my come all over her round breasts.

She ran her fingers over the peaks. “Oh, Caleb.”

“My turn.”

Nash plunged inside her, huffing and panting, working up a fast sweat.

Claire moaned, her head rocked back and forth. Her body was covered in my essence. I watched in erotic amazement, when Nash pulled out and squirted her everywhere with an eruption of semen.

“Oh shit,” he whispered. He lowered his head.

Claire looked at me and then him. She bit her lip. “Good morning.”

I laughed loudly. “Good morning, darlin’. Looks like we need to get you cleaned up.”

“She needs something else first, don’t you?” Nash asked.

“It’s ok,” Claire answered. “Last night was the first time I’ve ever come twice in one night. I think it’s ok if I pass in the morning. It doesn’t always happen for me anyway.”

“Oh no,” Nash answered. “You’re going to come three times this morning, if that’s what you think. And it’s going to be hard. I want you to feel it all day.” He grinned wickedly.

She swallowed. “No. Really. It’s just not that easy for me. You don’t have to …”

But Nash never took no for an answer. He flipped Claire on her stomach, and lifted her beautiful ass in the air. He spread her cheeks and started licked her rosebud.

“Oh God,” she whimpered. “What are you doing?”

“Giving you your first orgasm.”

I’d never seen anything so sexy in my life. She was so into it. She loved the anal.

“Have you ever come by someone fucking your sweet ass, baby?”

“No. Never.” She shook her head. “I-I’ve never had anyone back there. Last night was my first time, and this is my second.”

“This is your lucky morning.”

She wiggled. “That’s not possible,” she argued. “I can’t come that way.”

Nash gave me one of his knowing looks, and I knew we had a challenge on our hands. No one was leaving this bed until Claire came like this.

He kissed one of her cheeks as he pressed his thumb to her ass.

She hissed. “It’s so much.”

“It’s nothing compared to what’s going to go there.” Nash laughed. “One of us is going to christen this virgin ass of yours. You’ll get to choose.”

“Now?” She sounded panicked.

“No. Not now. Just enjoy how we make you come,” he answered.

He thrust his thumb deeper and her head reared back. My cock jerked to life, watching.

“My turn,” I growled.

Nash moved aside as I caressed her ass with my rough palms.

“Oh, Caleb,” she moaned. “What are you going to do?” She watched me over her shoulder.

I drew a long lick over her rosebud. I pushed my tongue inside her tight muscles and she let out a long sigh. She loved it.

“Again,” she whispered. “Please.”

I fucked her again with my tongue, but I knew what Nash meant. We had to get her ass ready. It was untouched. Virgin. It wasn’t ready for either of us.

I sat on my knees and pressed my palm against her low back. I sucked my two fingers before taking them to her hole. I slid them inside her and she howled with pleasure.

“Give her more, brother,” Nash encouraged. “She’s going to come so hard this morning.”

“No. I’m. Not.” Claire panted.

“Keep saying that and you’ll get something much bigger in your little ass.”

“Maybe I want something bigger,” she whispered.

My cock jerked to life. It didn’t matter that only minutes ago I had erupted all over her tits. I was ready. I looked at Nash. Fuck. He was too. Just finger fucking Claire’s ass had turned us both on.

I kissed her shoulder blade. I pressed the tip of my cock to her ass.

“Are you sure?” I asked.

She nodded. “I want to know what it feels like.”

Nash stepped off the side of the bed and walked toward the end, jutting his cock toward Claire’s mouth.

“Ok city girl, welcome to the ranch.”