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this new instruction, but did as requested.
    Reece twisted and grabbed a cushion from the sofa behind him and eased it under Cade’s arse.
    “That’s it. I can see where I’m going perfectly,” he said, squeezing a blob of lube onto his index finger. “And it’s your turn to watch the TV while I get you going.”
    “I don’t think it will take much,” Cade said a little breathlessly.
    “We’ll see.” Reece lifted Cade’s soft balls upwards and circled his arsehole. He had such a cute anus. Reece could play with it forever and a day.
    “Talk to me,” Reece said. “Describe what’s happening on screen.”
    “Okay, you’re…ahh…”
    Reece slipped two lubed fingers high inside Cade. He loved the way his hole opened up for him so delicately, yet also so willingly.
    “Keep talking,” Reece said, pumping his fingers in and almost out.
    “We’re in Vegas now. In the hotel. Grayson, the cowboy, has arrived.”
    “ We spoke on the telephone about your Valentine’s treat for Timothy. You were quite detailed. Is it all still as we agreed?”
    Reece smiled a little and glanced at the screen. He’d adored Bret’s American twang, he’d also been very appreciative of his big donkey cock.
    “Timothy is looking forward to being adored by us both.”
    “By adored, you mean fucked .”
    “Yes, that’s right. And I’ve got you cash as agreed.”
    “That’s what I like about you English boys, always so damn polite about money. And let’s just say, I don’t think it’s going to be much of a hardship fucking this bit of ass. You didn’t mention your man was hot, Jenson, just that he was desperate for a cowboy threesome.”
    “This scene is incredible,” Cade said. “Look at your face.”
    Reece slipped another finger into Cade’s arse and looked at the TV. Bret was standing over him, all big and male and hot in his Stetson and chaps.
    “Yeah, if it looks half as good on here as it felt at the time, it will be a winner.” He pushed his fingers into Cade, as deep as they would go.
    Cade moaned. “Ah, yeah, I’m ready. Fuck me, please.”
    “You sure?” Reece curled the tips of his fingers forward and rubbed Cade’s prostate.”
    “Ah, fuck…” Cade jerked up then down.
    “That’s what I’ve got going on all the time.” Reece paused as a full body tremble attacked his spine. The constant massage of his internal hot spot was playing havoc with his nerves.
    “You wanted it.”
    “I did. I’m not complaining.” Reece withdrew his fingers and looked down at Cade spread before him.
    His chest was heaving. He was taking in air fast. His belly was tense and the dark body hairs a little damp with sweat as his anticipation reached sky-high levels. He was still staring at the TV.
    “What’s happening?” Reece asked. Though he could see the screen perfectly well.
    “We’re both giving you oral,” Cade said. “Bret’s sucking your cock and I’m rimming your arse.”
    Reece groaned and looked at the TV. “Fuck,” he muttered. That had been amazing and it was evident that had been his thoughts by the look on his face. Jack had the camera shooting full length. It was him standing tall, with a sexy cowboy in front of him—cheeks bulging and full of his cock—and handsome Cade behind him, parting his arse and his face buried between his cheeks.
    How the hell had he managed to stay standing?
    “Fuck me,” Cade cried. “Now, damn it. Reece, just fuck me.”
     

Chapter Twenty-Six
     
     
     
    Reece kind of growled, a low primitive sound that started in his chest and rumbled upwards. He stared down at the man spread before him—the man he was in love with—and lined his cock up with his lubed arsehole.
    “You holding on?” he said.
    “Yes,” Cade replied, tightening the grip he had on his ankles, which were high and wide.
    “Hold on tight,” Reece warned. He wasn’t sure how much control he had. The buzzing in his arse seemed to be intensifying, the vibrating butt plug a relentless