Page 54 of One Winter Knight
“I… I don’t dance. I’m a bouncer,” he said softly. “My siblings don’t know. But yeah, sometimes I fool around to amuse the dancers when things are slow, or we’re not open yet.”
Hale turned around, revealing his smooth and rippled chest. Did he wax or was he naturally hairless? With him it could go either way.
Carlos only had a tiny bit of chest hair and he usually shaved it. Something about liking to be smooth under the base layer he wore beneath his hockey gear.
Hale held his hat in his hands, his eyes flickering from me to Carlos. “Carlos, I’d very much like to take your omega for a ride. If that’s okay with you, Fifi.”
“Mmmm, yes, let’s.” I squeezed Carlos’ shoulder.
“Have you ever heard,Wear the hat, ride the cowboy?”Hale set his hat on my head.
“What?” I blinked, moving the hat up, since it was too big for me.
Carlos moved over on the bed and patted it. “I think he wants you to ride him.”
Oh? If this strapping alpha wanted me to ride him… well… who wasI to sayno?
“I suppose…Alpha.” It sounded so natural to call him that.
Desire flared from Hale as he laid down on the bed. Carlos grabbed a condom off the nightstand and handed it to Hale.
Hale opened the package. “Anything I need to be aware of? Things you like, don’t like, places you want or don’t want to be touched? Don’t worry, I’ll keep my knot to myself.”
“Degradation isn’t my thing, but other than that, I think you’re good. I’ll tell you if it’s not. How about you?” I ran my hand down his chest.
“Touch me, Sweet Omega. I’m your pony to ride.” He slid the condom over his cock. It was a tight fit. “Um, Carlos, feel free to participate and touch as much or little as you want.”
“Sounds good to me.” Carlos nodded.
Pulling Carlos to me, I gave him a kiss. Yes, I was feeling a little adventurous.
Hale laid down on his back and made gimmie hands. “Ride me, Cowgirl.”
Not yet. I was still feeling playful.
“I’ve done a bit of riding, shouldn’t I get to know the horse a little first?” I ran my hand up his leg, which was not hairless like his chest. “Good legs.” My fingers traced his abs. “Nice chest.” Leaning over, I kissed him.
His lips captured mine, kiss warm and hungry, as his arms pulled me to him, knocking the hat off.
Finally, I broke off the kiss. “Good kiss. Okay, I suppose I can ride this horse.”
“Here’s your hat.” Carlos put it back on my head.
Straddling him, I sank down on Hale’s shaft.
“Does that feel nice, Mi Reina?” Carlos said softly, stroking his cock as he watched us.
“Oooh, yes.” Taking Hale’s hands, I began to move up and down.
“You look so beautiful riding me,” Hale breathed.
As I rode him, the hat kept slipping over my eyes, making me laugh.
Every time it did, Carlos tilted it up. While most of the time Hale's eyes stayed on mine, every so often they flickered over to Carlos.
Hale’s hands traced over my curves, finally cupping my breasts. “They look the same size to me. I love the color of your nipples, it’s like the inside of a seashell.”
Sitting up, he stole a lick, winked, and fell back down onto the bed.
