More Than a Cowboy

by Tyler, Paige

  Wondering if her bottom was as hot as it felt, she reached back to see for herself. Holden immediately caught her hand in his free one.

  “Bad girl,” he admonished, wrapping his hand around her wrist and holding it prisoner against the small of her back. “None of that.”

  As if to emphasize his words, he gave her an extra-hard smack to both cheeks.

  “I just wanted to see how hot my ass was,” she protested.

  He rested his hand on her bottom. “It’s hot, trust me.”

  “Not to mention a sexy shade of red,” Mav added.

  “That it is.” Holden chuckled. “It’s going to be even hotter and redder by the time I finish spanking you, though.”

  Karleigh felt her face flame as hot as she was sure her bottom must be. She wanted to push herself off Holden’s lap and run into the house so she could see her ass in the mirror, but he held her captive. Not that she probably would have done it even if she could have gotten free. She wanted this spanking too much.

  Holden was only too happy to oblige her, bringing his hand down on her upturned ass over and over. Despite having had an orgasm moments earlier, her clit was throbbing again, and she ground against his muscular thigh as he spanked her. The motion sent quivers through her body and she moaned at how good it felt. She wondered if she might be able to come like this, but Holden stopped the spanking before she could find out.

  Bending forward, he pressed a kiss to her ass. His mouth was surprisingly cool on her red-hot skin and she shivered at the feel of it. She’d never been kissed there before, but as he nibbled his way over the curve of her freshly-spanked bottom, she had to admit it was erotic as hell.

  When Holden lifted his head, Karleigh assumed it was so he could continue spanking her, but instead he slipped his hand between her legs and glided his finger along her wet pussy. She let out a throaty moan.

  “You enjoy getting spanked, I see,” he observed.

  She spread her legs for him. “Is that a bad thing?”

  His finger dipped into her pussy ever so slightly. “It’s a very good thing.”

  Karleigh waited for him to slide his finger all the way in, but to her surprise, he took her hand and pulled her to her feet. She immediately reached back to cup her ass with both hands. It felt delightfully warm to the touch and she couldn’t resist giving her cheeks a little squeeze.

  Mav pushed away from the door post and sauntered into the stall. “My turn, darlin’.”

  Her pulse skipped a beat as he took her hand in his strong grasp. Instead of sitting down on the bale of hay Holden had just vacated, Mav turned her to face him. Holding her wrists gently in one hand, he produced a thin strip of leather and bound it around them.

  A little thrill of excitement shot through Karleigh. “Wh-what are you doing?”

  “Tying you up.” His mouth quirked. “Just in case you’re tempted to reach back with your hands while I’m spanking you.”

  Karleigh’s pulse raced. This whole punishment thing was turning out to be even more fun than she’d imagined. She’d had guys tie her up before, but there was something about being calf roped by a sexy cowboy that made the whole thing even hotter. She gave her bonds an experimental tug to see how tight they were. While they weren’t tight enough to be uncomfortable, they were definitely too tight for her to get free.

  “Bend over for me,” Mav instructed.

  She obeyed, bending over the bale of hay, her ass high in the air. As she wiggled to get more comfortable on the blanket draped over the makeshift bench, Mav took her bound wrists and stretched them out in front of her. She watched in fascination as he looped another strip of leather around the center of her bonds and secured her wrists to the stall’s side rail. Clearly, he was serious about not wanting her to reach back while he was spanking her.

  She realized why when Mav picked up the cinch strap that was draped over the railing.

  Karleigh eyed the piece of leather in his hand, half excited, half nervous. “You’re not going to spank me too hard with that, are you?”

  Mav doubled the strap into a loop, slapping it against his palm. His dark eyes met hers, a grin playing around the corners of his mouth. “By the time I’m done strapping that gorgeous ass of yours, you’re going to be on fire, darlin’.”

  Something told Karleigh he wasn’t talking about the temperature of her derriere, but rather another part of her anatomy.

  She turned her head, her gaze following Mav as he walked around to stand behind her. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Holden leaning against the door post, his thumbs hooked loosely in his pockets, his face rapt with attention. From where he was standing, he not only had a perfect view of her ass, but her pussy, too. Which, at this very moment, was extremely wet.

  Behind her, she saw Mav tighten his grip on the strap. Karleigh held her breath as she waited for the first lash. When it finally came, she gasped.

  While he hadn’t smacked her nearly as hard as she was sure he could have, the feel of the leather kissing her ass still stung like crazy, and she let out another gasp as he smacked her other cheek. He alternated from side to side, never smacking her in the same place twice in a row, which meant she couldn’t anticipate where the strap would fall next. It was a subtle reminder that she was completely at his mercy—and loving it. Unable to hold still, she danced from foot to foot each time he brought the strap down on her poor, defenseless bottom.

  Karleigh didn’t know how something that stung so fiercely could feel so pleasurable, but it did. She didn’t even realize she was grinding her clit against the blanket until she heard herself let out a moan. She wiggled her wrists against the leather binding them, wanting to get free. Not so she could reach back to see how hot her ass was, but so she could slide her hand between her legs and touch herself.

  Mav had been right—she was on fire.

  After one more firm smack to each cheek with the strap, Mav tossed it on the floor beside the bale of hay. A moment later, his hand was on her ass, rubbing the sting from her skin.

  Karleigh spread her legs, silently begging him to touch her. He clearly knew what she wanted because he slipped his hand between her thighs to finger her clit. She thought for sure he would keep touching her until she came, but after a few more circular motions with his finger, he took his hand away.

  She opened her mouth to beg him not to stop, but Mav was already unfastening her wrists from the railing. Holding onto her hands, he gently pulled her upright.

  “Aren’t you going to untie me?” she asked when he made no move to undo her bonds.

  The corner of his mouth twitched. “Not yet. I kind of like having you as my captive.”

  “Me, too,” Holden said.

  He came over to stand beside Mav, and she was once again struck by the contrast the two men made. And how overdressed they were. She was about to comment on that when Mav spoke.

  “Time to thank us for giving you that spanking, darlin’.”

  Her pulse quickened as the two men took off their clothes. Seeing them standing there in nothing but jeans and cowboy boots reminded her of the first day she’d walked into the barn. Only this time, she was going to get to see a whole lot more of them.

  As one, they shoved down their jeans. She licked her lips as their beautiful, hard cocks sprang free. She’d given both men blowjobs when she’d slept with them separately, but the prospect of doing it simultaneously was beyond her wild imaginings. Now, she just had to decide which cock to take in her mouth first.

  Giving the men a smile, Karleigh dropped to her knees in front of them. “Is this what you had in mind?”

  Mav just grinned. Sliding his hand in her long hair, he rubbed the head of his penis over her parted lips. She opened her mouth, wrapping it around him and swirling her tongue over the velvety tip. He tasted musky and sweet, and she sighed in appreciation.

  Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Holden move closer. Realizing he probably wanted some attention, too, she lifted her head. Rather than take him
in her mouth, though, she sat back on her heels and studied the two men. She hadn’t given it much thought when she’d slept with them individually, but now that they were side by side, she saw that their penises were very different. Whereas Mav’s was long and thick, Holden’s was thinner and curved slightly at the tip.

  With her wrists tied, she couldn’t comfortably caress one while she pleasured the other with her mouth, so she had to ignore Mav as she wrapped her lips around Holden’s shaft. Mav mustn’t have minded too much because she saw him take his cock in his hand and rub up and down. Damn, that was sexy.

  Reminding herself she was supposed to be giving Holden a blowjob, she turned her attention back to him. Cupping his heavy balls in both hands, she gently massaged them as she slowly moved her mouth up and down. Holden made a sound deep in his throat, letting her know how much he approved.

  Wanting to show the men that she could tease just as well as they had, Karleigh let Holden’s penis pop out of her mouth and turned her attention back to Mav. She sucked on him hungrily, taking him deeper and deeper each time until he finally touched the back of her throat. Then she took him a little deeper.

  Mav inhaled sharply and might have come right then if she hadn’t let him slide all the way out of her mouth. Giving him a naughty smile, she went back to Holden, repeating the exact same maneuver on him.

  She alternated back and forth between Mav and Holden, sometimes performing the same oral techniques on both of them, sometimes doing something completely different, just to keep them guessing.

  The two men could only take so much, though, and after she deep-throated Mav for the fifth time in a row, he pulled her to her feet with a groan.

  “No more foreplay,” he rasped. “Time to get serious.”

  “I’ll second that,” Holden agreed hoarsely.

  Karleigh’s pussy spasmed. She waited for them to take the lead, wondering if they were going to bend her over the hay bale and take her that way, or whether they had something different in mind. She found out it was the latter when Mav took the same strip of leather he’d used to secure her to the railing earlier and used it to tie her bound wrists to the beam above her head.

  Eyes never leaving her naked body, Holden and Mav rolled condoms on their cocks. When they were done, the men took up the same positions they had before, Holden in front her and Mav in back.

  Without a word, Holden grasped her freshly-spanked ass in both hands and lifted her up, burying himself deep inside her in one smooth motion. Tied like she was, Karleigh couldn’t hold onto his shoulders like she normally would have, but she could still wrap her legs around him. The moment she did, she felt the head of Mav’s erection against the puckered opening of her ass. Holden held her still while his partner slid into her inch by incredible inch, filling her as deliciously and completely as he had by the waterfall yesterday.

  Only this time, it was even more amazing because she was being fucked by both men at once. She couldn’t believe how breathtaking it felt to have her pussy and her ass filled at the same time. It was more than just the physical aspect of having a threesome, though. There was something mentally intoxicating about being possessed by two men. Sandwiched between them like their own personal sex toy.

  As Holden pumped into her, he tightened his grip on her derriere, sending tingles of pleasure along her tender skin and reminding her of the spanking—correction, spankings—she’d just gotten. Her pussy clenched down on his cock, while her ass did the same to Mav’s.

  Mav groaned, reaching around to cup her breasts with his hands. Her nipples immediately responded to his touch, and she whimpered as he rolled them back and forth between his fingers. Continuing to play with her breast with one hand, he slid the other down her tummy to the damp curls between her legs. Finding her clit, he made small circular motions with his finger. Being touched there at the same time Holden and Mav were driving their cocks into her was almost sensory overload, and for a moment, Karleigh almost begged them to stop just so she could catch her breath. But it was too late. She was already starting to come. There was nothing she could do now except throw back her head and scream as ecstasy coursed through her. Then Holden and Mav were coming, too, and she was transported to whole ‘nother level of mind-blowing as they both surged into her at the exact same time. The pleasure was beyond orgasmic. She thought she might just explode.

  Karleigh didn’t remember them sliding out or untying her afterward. But a moment later, she was lying on a soft blanket in the horse stall, Holden on one side of her, Mav on the other.

  Holden lightly trailed his fingers up and down her arm. “So, how long are you in town for, did you say?”

  “Two weeks.” She smiled. “But I haven’t taken off since I started working at the magazine, which means I have five years' worth of vacation time saved up, so I could always come back.”

  Mav flashed her a grin. “Or we could come visit you.”

  Karleigh hadn’t thought about that. She certainly wouldn’t mind showing them around Manhattan. Not that they’d probably have much time for sightseeing since she didn’t plan on letting them out of her bed.

  “I’m going to hold you to that. And so is my pussy. Which is in need of some more attention, by the way.” Her smile broadened. “Who wants to do the honors first?”

  Holden looked at Mav. “Rock, paper, scissors?”

  Mav chuckled. “Nah. Not when we can both do it at the same time.”

  Karleigh’s eyes went wide. Was that even possible? But Holden and Mav were already kissing their way down her body, stopping for a moment to suckle on her nipples before continuing on to her nether regions, when she discovered that yes, indeed, they could go down on her at the same time.

  She threaded her hands in their hair with a moan. With two hot cowboys making love to her like this every night, she might never go back to New York.

  * * * * *

  Heather was making coffee when Karleigh walked into the kitchen the next morning. The redhead smiled.

  “I guess that thoroughly satisfied look on your face means you spent the night with Holden. Or was it Mav?”

  Karleigh grinned. “Actually, it was both of them.”

  She waited for her friend to give her that oh-my-God look and say, “You didn’t!” But Heather’s smile only broadened.

  “You don’t seem very surprised,” Karleigh observed.

  In fact, if she didn’t know better, she’d think the redhead already knew. Yikes, what if Heather and Clint had a closed-circuit camera in the barn to keep an eye on the horses and had seen the whole thing?

  Heather gave her a shrug. “When I saw how attracted to Holden and Mav you were the first day you got here, I asked them to show you a good time as only those two know how.”

  Karleigh blinked.

  “Don’t go looking at me like that,” Heather admonished. “It’s not like I paid them to sleep with you. They were as hot for you that first day as you were for them. I just gave them a little push in the right direction.”

  “Like you told me to wear boots on my date with Holden, and my hair in a ponytail for Mav?” Karleigh asked.

  “Exactly.”

  Karleigh frowned as something suddenly occurred to her. “How do you know so much about what turns Holden and Mav on anyway?”

  Heather only smiled. A cat-that-licked-the-cream kind of smile.

  Karleigh’s eyes went wide. “Did you sleep with them?”

  The redhead’s smile only got bigger.

  Karleigh gaped. “Oh, my God. You did sleep with them, didn’t you?”

  Heather shrugged. “What good is having a ranch full of hot cowboys if you can’t ride them every once in a while.” She smiled again, this time at someone behind Karleigh. “Isn’t that right, honey?”

  Karleigh whirled around to see Heather’s husband, Clint, standing there, a huge grin on his face. He obviously knew what his wife was talking about and didn’t seem to mind one bit. For all Karleigh knew, maybe he took part. She tried to imagine the
shy redhead she’d roomed with in college engaging in wild sex with her husband and the two hot cowboys who worked for them. The image boggled the mind.

  Her friend had obviously changed a lot since college. For the better, Karleigh thought. She would never have had her first threesome if it wasn’t for her best friend’s scheming.

  She suddenly realized that Heather and Clint were looking at her with the same devious smiles on their faces. A thought struck her then. What if a threesome with Holden and Mav was only part of her friend’s sexy plan?

  Karleigh decided that as long as it involved more hot and hunky cowboys, she was game.

  And The Ranch Hand Makes Three

  In this sequel to Karleigh’s Cowboys, Heather Collins and her husband Clint hire hunky new ranch hand Blaine Saunders. While he clearly has the qualifications to work on a ranch, Heather and Clint are more interested in how good he is in bed.

  Clint gets turned on by watching his wife have sex with other men, and since Heather is more than happy to oblige, she doesn’t waste any time seducing Blaine. She and the new ranch hand go from knocking boots in the barn to putting on a show for her husband before finally engaging in a kinky threesome that involves bondage, spanking and some scorching hot sex for all three of them.

  Chapter One

  Maybe the next few weeks weren’t going to be as boring as she thought. Not if the new ranch hand turned out to be as good in bed as he looked sitting in that chair. Heather Collins took in Blaine Saunders’ ruggedly chiseled jaw, penetrating eyes and killer body, her gaze running over all six-foot-four inches of him as if he were one of her prized horses. Dang, he was put together. Holden and Mav might come back from visiting Karleigh in New York City to find they had some competition. Then again, the two cowboys might be too tired from pleasuring her friend to care—at least for a week or so.

  From where she sat perched on the edge of the desk, Heather listened with half an ear as her husband Clint discussed Blaine’s qualifications for the job. She knew she should be asking questions, but she couldn’t quite figure out how to work the topic of favorite sex positions into the conversation. Besides, she was too caught up in those mesmerizing blue eyes of his to form a coherent sentence.