Her Heart's Desire

by Mary Wehr

  “Holy fuck, woman, you are gorgeous.” He reached out and cupped her breast. “You take my breath away.” His thumb flicked her nipple and she shuddered. Cade was still on his knees and, as Reese was pinching and pulling at her nipple, Cade’s tongue was gliding down one leg and licking his way up the other. When he got to her inner thighs Reese moved to stand behind her once again. He lifted her arms and placed her hands behind his neck. “Hang tight, sugar.”

  Sara looked down at the dark head pressed to her navel. Reese’s hands ran down her sides and skimmed her belly, then his fingers delved to her pussy. He parted her folds. Sara’s knees buckled. Her hold tightened around Reese’s neck as Cade lapped at her opened pussy. Sara bucked against Cade’s mouth.

  “Fuck it, Cade, I need to lose these jeans,” Reese whispered harshly. “I want to feel her ass pressing against my bare cock.”

  Cade wrapped his arms around Sara’s body and laid his cheek against her belly, pressing her tight against him while his brother shucked the rest of his clothing. It wasn’t long before Reese yanked her back and began nibbling at the nape of her neck. Sara’s body was alive with sensations. She moaned, her head lolling back against Reese’s powerful shoulder. Time seemed to pass by in a blur as Cade fucked her with his tongue and Reese humped her ass. Pleasure spiked and her hips jerked. Sara felt as if she had exploded into a million pieces. She slumped forward.

  Cade got to his feet and moved in closer. “Enough. Get back on the bed. You’re about to get fucked.”

  Sara couldn’t move. Her legs were shaking too hard. Switching positions, Cade sat on the bed and eased Sara down so her body was spread out on top of the coverlet. Hot breath fanned her pussy. Reese. “I want a taste first.”

  Sara sucked in her breath. Oh God. She wasn’t sure she could stand another assault on her already sensitive flesh.

  Cade’s hands were stoking her breasts and belly. “Open for Reese, sweetheart.” He toyed with her nipples while blowing into her ear.

  Sara peered down her body and saw Reese’s head between her legs. His long hair tickled her skin, his wide shoulders kept her thighs separated as he ate at her. He had a talent for swirling, licking, and poking, but avoiding the spot that was aching for attention. Cade latched onto her wrists with one hand and raised her arms above her head. She thrashed her head back and forth.

  “Fuck, baby, feel good?” Cade nibbled her earlobe. Sara whimpered. “Is Reese taking care of you? Is he sucking on your clit?” Cade leaned over and began feasting on her nipples. Two tongues were assaulting her body at the same time. Reese’s mouth closed around her clit. A rush of adrenaline coursed through her veins.

  Sara screamed. “Oh God, Cade, I’m coming.”

  Cade waited until her trembling subsided then crawled to the head of the bed. Reese gently prodded Sara until she lifted her leg and turned to straddle Cade’s chest. Cade eased his arms down his sides and cupped her ass. “Scoot forward a little. That’s it. Now, spread those legs wide and let me have another taste.”

  Sara reached for the headboard but her arms fell to her sides. She was too weak to move. “I can’t take any more, Cade.”

  He grinned wickedly. “Sure you can. Lay your head on the pillow with your ass up in the air and I’ll move down. One little lick and then we’ll both fuck you.”

  Cripes, she nearly swallowed her tongue. Sara leaned forward and closed her eyes.

  Cade did as he promised then put his hands on her waist. “Lift up.”

  Sara was a bundle of raw nerves. Every place they touched or kissed made her jump.

  “It’s going to be okay, Sara. Now, ride my cock,” Cade said, stroking her hip.

  Sara expelled a shaky breath. She tilted her hips and came down slowly on Cade’s dick.

  “Christ,” Cade hissed between his teeth. The mattress dipped, signaling that Reese had joined them on the bed. Panic must have shown in her eyes because Cade caught hold of her chin and squeezed gently. “We’ll be gentle, Sara. Trust me.”

  Sara trusted Cade with her life, but she had seen Reese in all his glory. Both men were huge in their own way. Cade’s equipment was longer but Reese had more girth, and she knew exactly where he was going to put his dick. Her anus muscles clenched. Could she take him? Cade had introduced her to anal sex during the first few months of their marriage. She no longer needed the butt plug but after sizing up Reese she wasn’t so sure.

  “Sara, look at me,” Cade ordered.

  Sara focused her attention on her husband.

  “Reese is going to lube you up. Lean forward and rest your head on my chest.”

  Sara did as she was told. She heard Reese moving around the room and then something cool landed at her back entrance. She shivered.

  Reese apologized but then applied more lube to her skin. Sara growled and he chuckled. “Watch that temper, little one, or I’ll have to turn you over my knee again.”

  “Hmm, I think she likes that idea, don’t you, Sara?” Cade’s hands were roaming over her body. “You covered my dick with your slick cream at the mention of a spanking.”

  Sara burrowed her face into the groove of Cade’s neck. “All talk and so little action. I’m still waiting to be fucked.” She felt his cock twitch inside her and grinned.

  Reese’s hand stilled. “Was that a challenge?”

  Sara lifted her gaze and met her husband’s shocked stare. She chuckled. “I suppose it is, but you both are going to have to guide me. I can’t move.” She rubbed Cade’s stubbled jaw with her nose.

  He arched a brow. “Challenge accepted.” Cade yanked her closer to his body. “Ass up in the air,” he demanded.

  Sara dug her fingers into his shoulders and pressed herself flush against him. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Reese rummaging through his pants.

  “No condom, Reese. I trust that you’re clean.”

  Reese stopped what he was doing and looked at her with such sincerity that she caught her breath. “I am clean, sweetheart. I wouldn’t risk your health, and I’m extremely honored that you have such faith in me.” Still, he hesitated. “Are you sure?” He walked slowly back to the bed. She held out her hand. He dropped to one knee and placed a kiss on her palm.

  “I’m positive.” Sara wiggled her hips. Cade’s low groan reverberated in her ears.

  Soon Reese’s warm body was tight against her back. The head of his cock nudged the crack of her ass and she pushed back. He slipped past the tight ring of muscle. Sara gasped with pleasure. She felt full, sated and satisfied, but as both men began to move an intense craving built up inside her body. She was desperately seeking something and didn’t quite know what it was. Higher and higher she went. Reese flattened her body with his own, pressing her into Cade’s chest.

  “Oh God,” she cried out. “More please. I need it harder and faster.” She panted. “I’m so close.” They cranked up the speed in perfect synchrony. She screamed both their names.

  Chapter 8

  Sara was lying on her side with her head resting on Cade’s chest, listening to the sound of his steady breathing. Reese was snuggled behind her, his hand hanging loosely over her hip, his face buried in the nape of her neck. The love she felt for him was just as strong as the love she had for her husband. Why had she fought Cade in the beginning? He seemed to know exactly what she wanted and needed.

  Sara’s thoughts turned to her father. George Martin may have been a workaholic but he also drank heavily. There had been plenty of times when she had no choice but to sit home on the weekends and wait for a phone call to pick him up at the local bar. Her aunt would always tell her to be a good daughter and not think of herself all of the time. It was her duty to be there for her dad. Sara sighed. She had turned down so many dates the boys had stopped asking her. No one was around for her senior prom. She had spent weekend after weekend cleaning up her dad’s vomit and listening to him insult her mother.

  Sara felt that she had done right by her father until the day he died but when she tried to get on
with her life and meet new people her aunt would remind her that it was her turn to be taken care of. Now she deserved Sara’s time for being there when her father was not. No matter what Sara wanted to do her aunt constantly reminded her that she owed her for helping with her upbringing. She had been against this marriage from the beginning but Sara knew deep in her heart she had found a good man. One who would treat her with kindness but also give her what she craved without seriously hurting her.

  Sara stared up at the ceiling as if trying to find the answers to a million questions. Why hadn’t her mom tried to communicate with her? Did she really hate her that much? Should she ask Cade to find her? Should she at least give her mom a chance to tell her side of the story?

  She blew out a breath and looked at the clock. No time to be lollygagging around. She had to be at work in an hour.

  Gently, she moved Reese’s hand from her hip and made her way to the bottom of the bed. At the doorway she turned to look at the two men who had rocked her world last night. She was sore in a number of places but she wouldn’t change anything that had happened. She smiled. She could get used to waking up in the morning with two hot guys. She needed to tell Cade and Reese that she wanted to spend the rest of her life like this. To hell with the world. To hell with what Aunt Helen had to say.

  Sara skipped down the stairs and made a beeline for the kitchen. Her men deserved a fresh pot of coffee. While the coffee was brewing she rummaged in the cupboard for a tray. They had treated her like a queen last night so she’d treat them like kings today. Once the coffee was done she arranged two cups on the tray with spoons and sweetener. She grabbed the milk from the refrigerator and headed up the stairs.

  * * * *

  Cade opened his eyes and yawned. Reese stood in the middle of the room with his back toward him. “Fuck, man. Your hairy ass is not the first thing I want to see in the morning.” He patted the bed. “Where’s Sara?”

  Reese sniffed the air appreciatively. “Coffee smells good. She must be down in the kitchen.” He pulled on his jeans and zipped his fly. “I can’t get last night out of my head. Sara is one beautiful and giving woman.”

  “Tell me something I don’t know.”

  Sara pushed open the door with her foot and smiled. “Are you two talking about me?”

  Reese hurried to take the tray from her hands. He leaned down and kissed her lightly on the forehead. “You bet, sugar.” He shot a sidelong glance at her ass. “Are you sore at all?”

  When Sara flushed a bright pink, Cade’s dick grew hard. No doubt the creamy skin of her ass matched the current color of her cheeks. Reese had paddled her quite thoroughly yesterday, triggering an arousal in Cade that he had never experienced before. Her pussy and nipples had to be sore as well. He and Reese had used her hard last night and she had cried out for more.

  Sara stood on her tiptoes and kissed Reese on the mouth. Cade’s cock twitched, and he reached under the blanket to stroke himself.

  “I’m fine,” she assured Reese.

  When she turned toward Cade her eyes held the look of a woman well ravished. He held out his arms and laughed as she rushed to his side of the bed. She threw herself on top of him and peppered his face with loud kisses.

  “Oh, your hand, I’m sorry.” She pulled away, but Cade yanked her back and kissed her fully on the mouth.

  “Stop worrying about everyone else or we’ll have a repeat performance of last night.”

  Sara rubbed her breasts against Cade’s bare chest. “I can handle that.”

  Cade groaned. “I mean what happened in the living room.”

  Sara giggled. “I wouldn’t mind a repeat of that scene either.”

  “Is that right?” Reese asked, and smacked her on her ass. “I don’t know about you, Cade, but methinks this little lady could use a bit of discipline every day whether she needs it or not. A maintenance spanking perhaps?”

  Cade looked down at Sara and waggled his brows. In an instant he flipped her face down over his lap. He laid one arm across her shoulders and the other over her thighs. “Look at that, sweets, my wrist is just fine.” He traced the delicate curve of her ear with his tongue and was rewarded with a loud squeal.

  “Cade, you know I’m sensitive there.” Sara struggled to get out of his hold but he was too strong.

  Cade chuckled. “I sure do.” He proceeded to nibble at the soft skin beneath her ear. “I also know another place where you’re really sensitive.” He insinuated his hand between her legs and began stroking her clit. “Are you getting horny?”

  Reese was busy raining kisses along the nape of her neck. He caught his brother’s eye and winked.

  “Yes,” Sara cried out. “But we can’t do this right now. I have to go to work.”

  Cade blew in her ear and caught her earlobe with his teeth. “Call in sick.”

  “I can’t do that to Melanie.”

  Reese slipped his hands under her shirt and unhooked her bra.

  “Oh God, please guys.”

  Cade tore his gaze away from Reese’s fingers pinching her engorged nipples and sighed. “Okay, we’ll have mercy on you.” He rolled Sara onto her back and tapped her on the nose with his finger. “If you say you’re sorry because you have to go to work you will get spanked. Honey, I love you just the way you are, but we’re going to have a little talk when you get home later.”

  Sara wrinkled her nose. “What about?”

  Cade patted her hip and she scrambled off the bed. He got to his feet and pulled on his sweats. “I don’t like the idea of your aunt calling and getting her panties in a twist because we aren’t keeping her up to date on what’s going on in our lives. Sara, I will not tolerate any interference on her part. The sooner she knows this the better for all of us.” He arched a brow at her pout. “Sweetheart, you know I’m right about this.”

  He took hold of her chin and tilted her head so she had no other choice but to meet his gaze.

  “I’m not saying that she’s not welcome here. What I don’t welcome is her interference. Your life is with me now. Is that clear?”

  Chapter 9

  Sara tallied her cash and credit card receipts and compared them to the daily report. She expelled a sigh of relief. Perfect. Right down to the penny, which was a surprise. The past eight hours had gone by in slow motion. She kept playing the amazing time she had spent with Cade and Reese last night over and over in her head. A woman could get used to that kind of loving. The only dark spot had been this morning. Sara understood why Aunt Helen needed to be told to back off so they could live their own lives. The only problem was Cade hadn’t included Reese in the equation.

  Sara went into the bathroom and washed her hands. She caught her reflection in the small mirror above the sink and stared. Her eyes were shiny and her cheeks were rosy. She looked content except for the slight wrinkle on her brow, and she knew exactly what that frown was all about. Her thoughts were on Reese. How did he feel about a spanking turning into an all- night love fest? Cade was much easier to read, but Reese had always been more of a joker. Did he view last night as a one-time thing? Oh God, she hoped not, but how could she expect otherwise? She had been the one to turn down their proposal of a life together.

  Why hadn’t she listened to Cade right from the beginning? He had assured her that he and Reese would take care of her and give her so much love, but she had been filled with hate at the disgusting picture her aunt had painted so many years ago. One woman shared between two men was a sin against God and the church. It was dirty. At a young age the image of two men having sex with one woman at the same time had been imbedded in her mind. Her aunt had left nothing to her imagination. Boys were like animals. Only whores spread their legs for a man, or men, and enjoyed it.

  Her mother had been a whore or had she? Had her father beat her so badly that she had no other choice but to leave? Had she been a young girl frightened to death of her husband? Sara grew cold all over, and her palms felt clammy. Was it possible that her mother felt as if she had no other
way out?

  Sara turned off the light and stepped out of the bathroom. She made her way down the narrow hallway and went back to the table where she had left her purse. She unfolded one of the chairs stacked against the wall and sat down with a loud sigh. It was time she took Cade up on his offer to locate her mother, but first she needed to speak to him about her feelings for Reese. She looked up when the Employee door swung open. “Aunt Helen, you’re not allowed back here.”

  Crack.

  Sara’s hand flew to her cheek.

  “Show some respect,” Helen admonished harshly. She snatched Sara by the elbow and yanked her to her feet. “Come with me now. I’ll find a way to get you out of this marriage. Cade Dalton is not the man for you. He’s as dirty as his brother. Thank God Reese Dalton is leaving for California. One Dalton in this town is enough.” Helen propelled her toward the exit sign.

  Still clutching her cheek, Sara dug in her heels. “What do you mean you’re going to get me out of this marriage? What’s this about Reese?” Her temper flared. “I’m not going anywhere until you tell me what’s going on.” Helen was glaring at her, but Sara stood her ground.

  “The secretary is packing his things at the office.” She grabbed hold of Sara’s arm once again but Sara jerked back.

  “I don’t understand. What were you doing at the office anyway?” It couldn’t be true. Reese couldn’t be leaving, not after last night.

  Helen huffed in frustration. She took Sara by the shoulders and shook her hard. “Listen to me. I went by your house this morning and saw Reese’s car parked in the driveway.”

  Sara’s eyes widened with embarrassment.

  “That’s right, young lady. I know what you were doing last night. I doubt your brother-in-law visits that early in the morning. I went to the office to warn the secretary what type of men her employers were.” Helen pushed her away and Sara tumbled backward. “I tried to do my best, but evidently I have failed. You are your mother’s daughter. I had successfully kept her away from you these past twenty-one years. It’s all Cade Dalton’s fault.”