by Starla Kaye
“You don’t need sex toys, darlin’. At least not tonight.”
His husky tone made everything inside her ache with longing. She squeezed her eyes shut and bemoaned being a loose-lipped idiot.
As she tried to think of a way out of this mess, Carson moved behind her and stroked her hair. Oh God! She liked what he was doing. Too much. Had she just moaned out loud?
“Give us another chance. Don’t leave,” he said in the deep, rumbling drawl that got to her.
Her pulse raced so fast she thought she might pass out. His touch, still so gentle…. She hazarded a glance up at Shane and found his eyes dark with heat. “I…uh…. Oh, this is so awkward.”
He continued to hold her, his hands at her lower back, pressing her against his erection. In a gruff, sensual he asked, “Are you really interested in some cowboy play?”
She should say no. She should….
Carson touched her face with one of his long fingers, sending shudders through her. “Play with two cowboys?”
Kendra groaned. Her fantasies hadn’t come close to this. She wasn’t turning down this once in a lifetime opportunity. After tonight, she would be celibate. “Lord help me, yes.”
She shivered all over. What had she gotten herself into?
Her cheeks flamed. “I’ve never….” She looked from one to the other. “This is way out of my knowledge base.” Well, other than having read dozens of ménage à trois stories. But this was reality.
Shane’s sexy mouth tipped up in one corner. “Mine too, darlin’, but I’m willing to figure it out, if you are.”
Could her heart race any faster without killing her?
Caressing her face again, thumbing her quivering lips, Carson said, “We’ll make this work.”
She bobbed her head and hoped she’d made the right decision. What had happened to her rule of no sex on the first date, usually not on the first two?
Shane released her and Carson stepped back as well. Shane went to close the sliding door and tugged the drapes across it. “Let’s shut the world out, keep this between the three of us.”
Anticipation had her struggling to still her pounding heart. Two men, two cowboys. Maybe this was a dream, but and it seemed so real.
The dream became even more real when Carson pulled her to him. He aligned their bodies, made her aware that he, too, had become aroused. His hard cock pressed against her and her stomach fluttered. Moisture beaded between her legs and she arched forward.
“Soon, sweetheart,” he chuckled, putting his hands on her backside and holding her in place.
Passionate by nature, she normally didn’t get aggressive…at least not until she’d known a guy awhile. She wouldn’t have that luxury with this man—with these men. She moved against his impressive shaft.
“I’m not always like this,” she explained. When his denim-bound erection pressed harder against her aching mound, she gave a quiet gasp. “Really. I’m not.” But, oh heavens, she liked having him this close.
“How about we don’t think about anything but right this moment?” He used a finger to lift her chin until their gazes locked.
Before she could respond, he lowered his head. His lips met hers and he slowly ran his tongue along the edge of her mouth. “Open wider for me,” he ordered.
Her knees were getting weak and the pulsing low in her body became more demanding. But she managed to obey him, easing her mouth open enough for him to slide his hot tongue inside. He tasted of beer. His tongue danced with hers for a second and then wiggled below it, teasing the bottom of her mouth. She trembled, moaning, grinding against his hard ridge.
He kneaded her bottom and pressed her even closer. All the while he deepened the kiss until she all but melted from the intensity of his lips molded to hers. She panted. More, she wanted more. From the corner of her eye, she saw Shane watching them, his expression hard to read. Then he stepped next to them and touched Carson’s shoulder.
“Downshift, buddy,” Shane warned. “We’ve got all night.”
With a groan, Carson eased his hold and his hands left her bottom. His mouth moved away. But he rested his forehead against hers, his heart pounded as she, battled her way back to sanity. When she could, she took a step away on shaky legs. She might have fallen if Shane hadn’t put an arm around her, bracing her.
“Steady, darlin’.”
She nodded, and then she gazed at Carson. “Can I say wow?”
He gave her a smug, very male grin. “Sweetheart, I’m just getting started.”
This would be an experience she’d never forget…if she survived.
Chapter Six
Shane wasn’t as confident about this as he’d tried to sound. He had no problem making love to a woman, even one he didn’t know, and he had no problem going full steam with Carson. He toed off his boots and nerves twisted his gut. How the hell should they do this? Would they take turns with her? Would they do this all together? Who would do what and where? Shit.
Kendra stood next to the king-sized bed. She worried her lip and looked from him to Carson, tugging his boots off by the dresser. Her gaze was heated, but she didn’t move.
He wanted to see her stripped down, and he also wanted to put her at ease. Maybe if he started things off. He unsnapped his shirt and dropped it beside his boots. Her eyes widened as she stared at his bare chest. Her appreciative smile made him draw in a breath. She gave a tiny sigh. Other women had admired his body, but her doing so felt…well, real good. His nerves settled. This would work out just fine.
As she stood nibbling on her lower lip, he moved in front of her. “How about I help you out of that dress?”
“I can undress myself,” she said, but didn’t make any effort to do so.
Her brow furrowed as she focused on his chest. He stood, waited. Then she gave a small sigh and put her soft palms against his abdomen. “You really do have a very nice six-pack, though it’s bruised.”
He’d stopped breathing at her gentle touch. He didn’t know what to say.
Her fingers smoothed over him, sending shudders through him. “What happened?”
“Just a rodeo incident. I’m fine now.” He put his hands over hers, uncertain if he could take any more of her curious exploration. His cock had swollen the instant she touched him and now pressed hard against his jeans. “That’s enough for now, darlin’,” he croaked out.
Carson removed his shirt as well and started toward them. His nostrils flared as he looked to where she kept her hands. He breathed more raggedly as he got closer. Shane, too, struggled with it—well, even just standing still. With renewed determination, he pushed at her hands
It took her a second before she took the hint, then she dropped her hands. He missed her warmth, her curiosity.
“Let’s get her out of these clothes,” Carson said, his voice gruff with desire
“I can….” She protested, but she didn’t move away or stop them from getting right up in her space.
Shane bent down to lift up her skirt and she sucked in her stomach. He could smell her musky scent, which made his body ache with powerful need. As he straightened and tugged her dress over her head, he fought against simply ripping everything else off of her. Control. Not too fast. Don’t frighten her. Being patient was damn hard.
He tossed the dress aside and took a second to calm down and admire the gorgeous woman he’d revealed. She wore only a tiny scrap of white lace panties and a sexy-as-all-get-out matching bra.
Carson reached for her, saying in a rumbling growl, “Let’s finish this.”
Shane didn’t need more encouragement. They both reached for the front closure on the bra. He let Carson do the honors, but he couldn’t resist caressing her silky soft skin. “Nice, really nice,” he said in pleasure. He wanted to put his mouth against one of those sweet mounds, but he held back, not wanting to be too pushy. He would let her see his patience.
She trembled, yet she remained in place, her cheeks growing pink. Then she gave him a smile. “Thanks, I guess.”<
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He liked her acknowledgment, her timid smile even more. He returned it. “Just the truth, darlin’.”
Carson finished with the clasp and when her plump breasts sprang free, he immediately cupped one in his big hand. “Perfect, just damn perfect.” He kneaded it, his bare chest rising and falling as he played with her
Shane saw her look down at Carson’s hand and observed her leaning into that touch. He didn’t want to be left out. But he wanted more than holding the other breast in his hand. He lowered his head to take the sweet flesh into his mouth.
Kendra’s moan was music to his ears. He lifted his gaze and found her eyes warm in desire.
Continuing to massage her breast, Carson inhaled deeply and then ordered, “And now the rest.” The instant the words left his mouth, he bent to slide the panties down her slender legs and she obediently stepped out of them.
Shane took them from Carson, felt their dampness before grinning as he threw them aside. “Pretty darn ready, aren’t you, sweetheart?” A fact that made his cock swell even more. A hell of turn on.
“There’s nothing better than an excited woman.” Carson then moved back, his eyes heated.
Her pretty cheeks pink, she tipped out her small chin. As if taking on the challenge, she glanced away from Carson and pinned her look on the front of Shane’s jeans, at the obvious bulge there. “Pretty darn ready, too, aren’t you, cowboy?”
Sassy. He liked sassy, big time. He reached to unbuckle his belt. “Can’t deny it.” He winked at her.
Kendra wanted to do a little unveiling of her own. She pushed Shane’s hands away and undid the belt herself. Hearing him suck in air and seeing his ripped abdomen cave when her knuckles brushed against his tanned skin, she smiled in devilment. “I like playing at this game as well.”
He took a long step back. “I can’t let you undress me,” he said in a raspy voice.
“Because?” she taunted in as sexy a tone as she could muster. She swept her gaze ever so slowly from his far-too-handsome face to his stocking covered feet. The big tough cowboy from earlier looked so adorable standing there uncomfortable and struggling to undo his jeans.
She supposed she should be uncomfortable naked state while they were still partially clothed. She had been at first, but now she wasn’t. Besides, she enjoyed how the two of them struggled with gaping at her and getting rid of their clothes at the same time. Neither was doing a very good job of it. In particular, Shane, who couldn’t seem to get the button through the buttonhole and cursed under his breath.
Carson removed his jeans and socks, but kept on his tight white jockey shorts. She shifted her focus to him, admiring his long, muscled legs and every other delicious inch of him. His chest, too, didn’t have even a hint of fat. But where Shane’s broad chest had been almost hairless and smooth, Carson’s had a small patch of curly dark hair that arrowed seductively down to an impressive bulge in his shorts.
She tried not to drool. “Ranch work looks good on you,” she purred. “Really nice.”
That bulge jerked and she fought back a giggle.
Another grumbled, “Sonofabitch,” had them both focusing on Shane. “Find some damn scissors and I’ll cut myself out of these suckers.”
Now she giggled.
Carson shoved Shane’s fumbling hands out of the way and then battled the uncooperative button through the hole. He unzipped the jeans with no hesitation.
As she watched the two of them and how unconcerned Shane appeared with the other man undressing him, she sensed this wasn’t the first time they’d done this. Did it bother her that maybe they were lovers as well as ranching partners? No. Actually, the idea intrigued her.
“You’re pretty comfortable together,” she prompted, curious what they would admit to.
Shane’s brow furrowed, a vein pulsing in the side of his neck.
Carson just looked at her, as if waiting for her to say more.
She wished she hadn’t said anything, but she gave them her best reassuring smile. “I’m not judging you. What happens between you is none of my business or anyone else’s.”
Neither responded, although they seemed more at ease. Good.
She wouldn’t push them about the matter. Instead she turned and scurried back to the bed. “Speed it up, cowboys! I’m ready for some action.”
Carson sighed in relief as Kendra scampered away. He hadn’t given a second’s thought when he went to help Shane with his jeans. They’d undressed each other dozens of times. He’d wanted to hurry his buddy along so they could get to the making love part. His automatic action had about screwed everything up. Her statement had hinted that she suspected he and Shane had a personal relationship. It didn’t bother her. Thank God. He shifted back to let Shane shed the rest of his clothes and pulled off his shorts, too. His dick hadn’t been this long or this hard in a while. Okay, not true. Shane got him that way, too. But this time was somehow different. He needed to drive it into someone, soon. He would like to slide into Kendra’s sweet body, but he was fine with Shane doing it. He could drive into his lover just as easily.
He’d caught Shane’s worried look when they’d walked into the bedroom. Carson had done this threesome thing before. Not that he’d mastered all the possibilities.
“It’ll be all right, Shane,” he murmured. “We all just want a good time, no one getting hurt.”
“Damn straight we’re not going to hurt her. She trusts us, even if we haven’t earned it. Yet I’m thankful as hell for that.” Shane pulled in a breath. “Sorry. I’m nervous. You aren’t, are you?”
Carson shrugged. “It’s not my first time at this kind of mattress rodeo, but I’m a little bit uneasy, too.”
Kendra’s mind raced with second, third, and fourth thoughts. She would soon have sex with two cowboys. She’d done her share of crazy stuff before, but could she really have sex with two cowboys?
Her handsome studs—and, yes, there was no denying that they were handsome—shed the rest of their clothes across the room. They whispered to each other. Were they discussing who would have sex with her first? She shivered at the idea of either of those delightful bodies stretching out over her. From what she’d seen seconds ago, they both could have bragging rights about sporting awesome cocks. She shivered again, eager to have one of the shafts filling her, sliding in and out.
She tried to slow her racing heart, fight back her sudden light-headedness. Easy, girl! Don’t orgasm before one of them even touches you. Her body couldn’t be more ready. If she dared to put a finger to her clit, she would explode. And that would be darn embarrassing.
Not happening! She’d come this far and, by golly, she would have at least one of these cowboys inside her.
Were they talking about both of them taking her at the same time? Her heart skipped crazily. How would that work? She couldn’t remember what details she’d read about such an experience, but everything in her fluttered in expectation, making her desperate for attention.
“I’m getting lonely here,” Kendra called out. “The bed is nice and soft. Big, too. Large enough for all of us.”
Had she sounded too pushy? “Unless you’ve changed your minds.” She might kill them if they had.
Before she finished the thought, the bed on both sides of her shifted as two powerful bodies joined her. Oh, yes!
The cowboys glanced at each other and she waited, barely able to breathe. Some kind of hidden message seemed to pass between them. She was done with these games. She wanted action.
Carson captured her attention with a heated look. “Spread your legs, sweetheart.”
He climbed off the bed and she watched him. Her pulse sped up even more. Was he going to….
“Patience, darlin’.” Shane cupped her mons. His fingers stroked her. Once. Twice. Moved lower, slipping between her sensitized lower lips, brushing against her clit.
She quivered, jerking, wanting more. “I can’t be patient! I…I…. Ah, yes,” she purred, pushing upward at those magical fingers.
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nbsp; With a smug grin, he eased her legs open. He raised her knees and spread her wide for their pleasure.
Shane studied her exposed area with intent, his nostrils flaring. His clear arousal heightened her desire. She ached, everywhere. “You’re torturing me.”
“Building up your anticipation,” Carson corrected and stretched out between her legs.
As his dark head inched closer to her trembling lips, her heart pounded so hard she could hear it, feel the increased pulse rate throbbing throughout her body.
Carson met her gaze, intensity in his eyes, in the tightness of his face. “Are you ready?”
Am I? She lay vulnerable, at the mercy of two men she didn’t know. She smelled the muskiness of their arousals, of her own. She sensed their tight control. “What if I change my mind?” She wasn’t going to, but she needed an answer.
Shane stroked the side of her face with a calloused finger. “This is your choice.” he said. “Nothing happens here unless you agree to it.”
“He’s right,” Carson added, the strain of holding back evident in his tone.
As she continued battle her racing heart, she looked from one cowboy to the other. They weren’t pushing her into this, not really. They’d agreed that anything that happened from this point on would be up to her. She believed them. And that belief gave her the freedom to go ahead. “Let’s do it.”
Shane gave a curt nod, with a crooked, endearing grin. Then he leaned over to pull her outer labia apart, making her excited inner lips quiver, making her tense. She’d never been spread this way, at least never for this long. Oddly, she felt treasured, by both of them. Because Carson, too, watched her with desire
She braced herself on her elbows and Carson lowered his mouth, his warm breath just above her mound. When his tongue appeared, she stiffened, until the tip touched her sensitive nub. “Oh!” she gasped and bucked upward, unable to restrain herself. “Oh, God!”
He lapped at her, teased her slit, and swirled his tongue around her pulsing clit.