Her teeth grazed over his too-hot skin, and he writhed against the hand she still had on him, the crackling hay so gods-damned loud— “Please don’t fuck right next to us,” Flynn muttered from a few feet away. “Ugh,” Bryce called from across the stables. “Really?” Ruhn squeezed his eyes shut, fighting his arousal. But Lidia laughed quietly. “Sorry.” “Pervs,” Declan muttered, hay crinkling as he turned over.
