Page 86 of My Three Hometown Hard Hats

“You’d better not come on me,” Austin growls at them as he starts thrusting up into me from below.

“You'd better get my cock in your mouth then, Trouble,” Brooks pants.

I do as he says, and within seconds his hot come hits the back of my mouth. My hand continues to lightly stroke his brother while I lap all the come off him.

When Conrad can’t take it another second, his fingers wind through my hair. He pulls me toward his cock, thrusting into my mouth.

Austin’s thrusts below me become more erratic as his thumb rubs at my clit. I shatter and moan around Conrad’s cock as his release hits my tongue. I swallow him down while I feel Austin tense and spew mumbled curses below me.

It was perfect, leaving me deliciously sore this morning when I woke up tangled in Conrad’s arms in his bed.

Brooks gives me a knowing look as he sets me back down on the dirt. “I know exactly what you were thinking about, Trouble,” he whispers in my ear.

A hard body presses against my back. “What are we talking about?” Conrad asks, wrapping his arms around my shoulders.

Brooks gives his brother a devilish smirk. “Oh, you know. Just Hadley’s sexy daydreams.”

Conrad tilts my head back until I’m looking at him. “Is that so, sweetheart?”

What good is lying going to do me? The blush on my cheeks is already giving me away.

“Yeah.”

“We probably need to give you some more material to fantasize about, then. Don’t we?”

Yes, yes, please.

Evelyn’s squeal snaps us all out of the dirty trench our brains had delved into. Conrad and Brooks bend down, giving her big hugs.

Austin walks around them, pulling me into his arms. “Hey, angel,” he says, kissing the top of my head.

“Nice run,” I say, looking up at him.

The look he gives me makes everyone else at the field disappear. No words are necessary when his eyes are telling me his heart is in the same place as mine.

“You ready to go?” he asks.

“Let me just go tell Sienna bye.” With a kiss to my temple, he lets me go.

I glance around, looking for her. When I don’t see her on the field, I walk around to the side of the dugout. My brother passes by with Tucker and Warren at his side.

“Bye, sis,” Grayson says, his face unreadable as he makes a beeline for his truck.

You wouldn’t know Warren just drove in the winning run by the blank expression on his face. Tucker, on the other hand, is sporting a smirk like he’s up to no good.

It looks like Brooks when he comes up with a devious plan.

Jackson darts out from the field where he was finishing his snack with a few of the guys from the team. He jumps into his dad’s arms, giggling quietly.

Walking a little further, I find Sienna leaning against the side of the dugout in a little alcove where she’s hidden from view. She doesn’t even notice me until I’m standing right in front of her.

“Are you okay?” I ask, gently touching her forearm.

She shakes her head, bringing herself back to reality. “Oh, uh, yeah. I’m fine.”

I don’t believe that for one second.She doesn’t look like something horrible happened. She just looks utterly shocked.

“Are you sure?”