He cheated i chose two firefighters novel Chapter 173

Chapter 173 This Isn’t Going to Be Gentle

Natalie’s POV

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We eat and talk–well, Logan and Dylan talk with me. Clayton answers with single words or just grunts. When it’s time for dessert, I tell them I want a pumpkin bar instead of pumpkin pie, plus a small slice of pecan pie. Pecan pie is my favorite. I watch, captivated, as each of them loads their plates with enormous slices of pie topped with whipped cream, and they each grab two pumpkin bars. I take my time eating and study them while they dig in. The moment they taste my pumpkin bars, all three of them groan. I feel myself smiling like an idiot.

“Your crust is so sweet and buttery,” Logan groans. Clayton grunts too and immediately reaches for another bar. Dylan licks his fingers while staring at me, his eyes burning with lust. Heat rushes into my

cheeks.

When dinner is over, I try to help clean up, but none of them will let me. Logan takes charge of the dishes while Dylan and Clayton pack leftovers into containers.

“Keep the pan with the rest of the bars. You can give it back to me later,” I tell Dylan.

Once everything is cleaned up, we move into the living room. Logan asks me a few questions, clearly trying to get to know his brother’s girlfriend. Clayton watches me closely, listening to every answer I give. I ask them about their work and what they like to do for fun.

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“No, but I’ve always wanted to. I have gone bungee jumping, though, and it’s amazing. Do you guys ever do paintball fights or maybe laser tag? I’m really good at both of those,” I say.

“Is that right,” Clayton adds with a smirk.

“It’s absolutely right. I’m a crack shot,” I say proudly.

He maintains his smirk in my direction. His gaze travels the length of my body and back again.

“Come on baby, I need you,” Dylan breathes close to my ear.

He pulls me up from the couch. I glance back toward Logan and Clayton. Their eyes track our movement across the room.

“Dylan, we can’t. Your brothers will know,” I tell him. He leads me to his room and shuts the door forcefully behind us.

“I don’t care. You look smoking hot, and those jeans gave me a hard on. They were so damn good. And you’re sitting there talking to my brothers, I just have to have you. This is going to be quick baby, I’m sorry.”

He opens the front of my dress so that it surrounds my breasts. My beige lace bra does not stop him from taking a nipple into his mouth through the fabric. He gathers my dress up and lets out a moan upon discovering I am without panties.

“Fuck, little mama. If I’d known you weren’t wearing any underwear, I would have laid you out on the

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dining table and feasted on this delectable pussy.”

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I moan at the thought. He runs his fingers along my slit and groans when he feels how wet I am. He guides us to his bed, turns me, and bends me over so my hands are pressed against his mattress. He retrieves a condom from his bedside drawer. He tears open his pants and rolls it on. I am squirming with anticipation. He lifts my dress over my ass and grips my cheeks.

“I love your ass baby. One day I’m going to claim it. Are you good with that?”

“Yes,” I gasp out.

“This isn’t going to be gentle,” he states.

“I don’t want it to be gentle, please Dylan,” I beg. I want him so much.

He positions himself and pushes inside. I scream from the pleasure and the pinch of pain. He allows me no time to adjust. He pulls out and thrusts back in. Over and over. His balls slap against my pussy, delivering a delicious zing each time they strike my clit. He is not the biggest cock I have ever had, but he knows exactly how to use it. His balls, however, are big and they hang low. His hips slam against my ass, his balls hit my clit one, two, three times, and I burst apart. My body shakes, I feel my juices run down my leg, and he continues. I push back onto him, I bounce my ass, twerking on his dick.

“Jesus, fuck, baby. That’s good, fuck that’s so good,” he growls.

I spread my legs wider and twerk on him rapidly.

‘FUUUCK!” he shouts. He seizes my hips and grinds into me as he explodes.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he chants. Then he leans over my back and kisses the back of my head, and next my neck.

“You’re fucking amazing,” he whispers. “I can’t wait…” he stops speaking.

“Can’t wait for what?” I ask as he pulls out of me. He instructs me not to move and goes to his bathroom. He returns dressed and with a warm cloth. He cleans me and helps me straighten my

dress.

“You look perfect, like nothing happened,” he says, kissing the tip of my nose. He takes my hand, and we walk back to the living room. I notice he did not answer my question, but I let it go when I see Clayton and Logan watching us as we sit back down.

They are watching a football game and when I see it is the Packers and the Dolphins I feel excited. The Packers are my team. I sit beside Dylan and Logan on the couch. Clayton is sitting in a plush brown leather recliner.

“Yes, my baby Wyatt is going to kill today,” I say.

“Your baby Wyatt?” Dylan asks, with one eyebrow raised.

“Yeah, Wyatt Love. The man is really hot.”

Clayton snickers, and Logan’s shoulders begin to shake.

“Do I need to remind you who you belong to?” Dylan whispers into my ear.

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I gasp and look at him.

“Who do I belong to? We’ve never talked about that,” I mumble.

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“Oh, little mama, your ass is going to be red the next time I have you alone,” he growls into my ear. “You are mine, and soon,” he stops again and swallows.

“Soon what?”

“Never you mind, good things come to those that are patient,” he mumbles.

I stare at him and he winks. The remainder of the day consists of me shouting at the t.v. and them

laughing at my antics. I truly enjoy myself. I just wish I felt certain about what I am thinking in the back of my mind.