Sparks Fly! A Divine Creek July 4th Family Reunion [Divine Creek Ranch 11] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Heather Rainier

  “What, Summer?”

  “Oh…Um…We’ll be there in twenty or…” Oh, I can’t think when he does that! “Twenty or thirty minutes.”

  “That’s okay. I got the leak in my tire fixed yesterday after work. I’m so close to downtown I planned to walk to the parade. I’ll see you in front of Cheaver’s.”

  “Oh….Okay. See you there. Bye,” she said as Kemp slipped her phone from her hand, ended the call, and dropped it in her purse. Summer was thankful the windows on the SUV were very darkly tinted as Kemp drew the two halves of the halter away from her breasts and sucked greedily at each nipple. Wet heat trickled from her pussy, and she moaned softly.

  From the driver’s seat, Ace said, “That sounded very sexy, Summer. I need to see what’s going on back there and maybe get some of that for myself. I know a likely place we can stop, but no coming until we get there, kitten.”

  “Why?”

  “Because I said so.”

  “Uh!” Summer pouted as Kemp continued on with his teasing. “No fair.”

  “Very fair, because you know you’ll get off twice as hard once we’re both back there. Get her dress off so it’s not messed up, Kemp.”

  Kemp pulled her to his chest and unzipped the back zipper at her waist so the dress fell away and only needed to be drawn down her legs, which she did in a hurry. “No messing up my hair or my makeup. I don’t want to look like I had a roll in the hay right before we arrive. Everyone will know what we were doing.”

  “Yeah, like they haven’t been doing the very same thing,” Kemp said with a chuckle. “Sit up for just a second, kitten.” Kemp leaned over the seat and pulled at the lever, and the bench seat flipped back until it lay flat. “That’s better.”

  “Throw pillows?” Summer inquired with an arched eyebrow, pointing at the big, fluffy pillows from the guest bedroom.

  Kemp gave her a winning grin. “You made your preparations,” he said, pointing at the ice chest and tote bag with sunscreen in it, “and we made ours. You never know when they could be handy…like now.” He laid one out for her and maneuvered her until she was stretched out flat in the back of the SUV as Ace flew down the state highway. “There, now you’re comfy while I have my snack.”

  Summer giggled and caressed his cheek as he grinned up at her from between her thighs and slipped her lace thong off. “You mean while you torture me.”

  He chuckled and nodded. “That too. Mmmm,” he murmured as he brushed his lower lip against her bare pussy. “You’re soft and smooth for us.”

  “I know you like it when I wax. See how sweet I am?”

  Kemp laid his tongue on her slit and licked her from one end of her pussy to the other and groaned. “Yes, you are sweet. Very sweet. Get comfortable.”

  “Hey, Kemp. Move over so I can see too.” Kemp adjusted so Ace could watch them in the rearview mirror. “That’s perfect.”

  “Shouldn’t you be watching the road?” Summer asked with a giggle.

  “I’m multitasking,” Ace growled. “I plan to do more multitasking soon.”

  “Oh!” Summer squeaked when Kemp flicked her clit with the tip of his tongue and slowly lapped at her labia like he was eating the finest dessert.

  “You taste so good, Summer. I can’t ever get enough.” Kemp braced himself over her as the SUV took a turn. Summer could no longer tell where they were from her position and didn’t really care. She heard the zipper on Kemp’s cargo shorts as he lowered it.

  Her cunt pulsed in anticipation as she whispered, “I missed you this week. I really need you.”

  Ace and Kemp had both been out of town on a surveillance job that week. They’d arrived home with just enough time to shower, shave, and escort her into town for the parade and other festivities Grace Warner had planned. Summer wasn’t sure how they were going to make it through the day because they’d driven most of the night to be home in time. She knew they had done it to make her happy.

  Kemp wrapped his forearms around her hips, lifting her slightly as he joined his cock to her cunt and pushed inside in one strong, invading thrust.

  “Oh, fuck me,” she moaned as she gripped his rock-hard biceps for something solid to hold on to.

  “I plan to, kitten, but remember what Ace said.” His voice held a trace of humor before he thrust deeply again.

  Her drenched pussy accommodated him more easily with each stroke as her slick juices coated his cock. Summer burned for him to fuck her into screaming oblivion.

  Kemp kneeled between her legs, crouching over her so he could see where they were joined.

  “Do you like watching my pussy take your cock, baby?”

  Kemp increased his rhythm, making her pussy ripple and pulse with increased tension. “Mmmm. You know I do.”

  “Fill me full of your cock. I want it hard,” she whispered.

  Kemp gave her a sexy grin and reached down to her clit as he gave it to her just as she’d asked. It was too late when she remembered she was supposed to hold off from coming until Ace said she could. The waves of her climax rolled over her in powerful surges, bowing her back with their intensity. She rocked her hips in time with Kemp’s and knew there was no hiding the fact that she’d not obeyed Ace’s request.

  Kemp chuckled, and Summer looked at Ace’s reflection in the rearview mirror. There was a definite gleam in his eyes as he gazed back at her. “Kitten, that sounded like an orgasm.”

  “I think you’re busted, little pussycat,” Kemp whispered.

  Summer bit her lip, her cunt pulsing with more tremors as she wondered what they would do now. The whole time, Kemp continued in slow, deliberate thrusts, keeping her on the edge of another climax. Summer looked up at Kemp and smiled. She wasn’t so much worried as she was thrilled at what might come next. She wrapped her legs around Kemp and held on tight as she threw caution to the wind and fucked him with wild abandon to another searing orgasm as he groaned deeply and murmured, “You feel so fucking good.”

  Suddenly the vehicle pulled to a halt, and Summer dimly heard the sound as the door locks were tested for security. The vehicle shifted as Ace climbed with powerful grace between the two front seats and crawled to the back of the SUV.

  She could see the lust in Ace’s eyes when he loomed over her and watched as Kemp’s cock pumped in and out of her pussy, making sexy, wet sounds in the quiet of the SUV. The only other sound besides their breathing was the air conditioner in the still-running vehicle.

  “Does she feel good, Kemp?” he asked as he teased her nipples to sharp, stinging points.

  “Hell, yes.”

  “Don’t you love fucking her sweet little pussy?”

  “More than just about anything. Fuck, here it comes!” Kemp held on to her tight as he thrust deeply and then stilled, his body a tense, hard mass of muscles as his cock pulsed inside her pussy, filling her with his cum. Ace looked pleased and turned on as Kemp finally sat up and stroked her abdomen as he pulled his cock from her.

  Her body still throbbed with her last orgasm but prepared for more as she anticipated Ace having his way with her next. Kemp moved to the side, and Ace moved the unused pillow to the center of the space and said, “Time for a spanking, naughty girl.”

  A squeal of delight was probably not what either of them expected when she hurried into position over the pillow, giving him access to her bare ass. Or maybe it was, judging by his deep, pleased-sounding chuckle as he massaged her ass cheeks, preparing her for the erotic spanking she had “earned.”

  She exhaled, and without preamble, the first stinging pop landed.

  “Oh, yes!” The slight bite of pain spread to her clit in hot waves as she struggled to keep still for him so he could take proper aim in the enclosed space.

  The next pop landed in a different spot on the other cheek. She bit her lip as other spanks landed in quick succession until she felt her juices and Kemp’s cum from earlier seep out and run down her inner thighs.

  Her cunt drew up with erotic tension as another orgasm loomed closer
and closer. She jumped in surprise when Ace’s fingertips speared her pussy and he let loose a very pleased-sounding growl. Without preamble he unzipped his shorts and plunged his ramrod-hard cock inside her welcoming, trembling body.

  “Yes!” she cried out in ecstasy, riding the wave he’d started with the spanking as he fucked her hard and fast from behind. He reached around her hip and found her clit and began rubbing it between two fingertips in a circular motion timed with his thrusts.

  The tension in her cunt spread to the rest of her body as he pinned her down, held her tight, and fucked her until the orgasm exploded inside her. She screamed until her throat hurt and she saw stars. Ace thrust hard until he finally climaxed, panting hard and letting loose a deep, growly sound as he held her. His cock felt huge inside her, and she shuddered with an aftershock as he gave her his seed.

  Ace released his grip, and she lowered her cheek to his forearms beneath her as her heart pounded and she caught her breath. Ace pressed gentle kisses to her shoulder and her neck.

  Kemp shifted and then came near, gently dabbing her cheeks with a tissue. “You’re crying, kitten. Why?”

  “I am? I am,” she whispered as she patted her cheeks with the tissue and saw the tear stains mixed with mascara and eyeliner.

  Ace looked closely at her. “Did we hurt you?”

  Summer gave him a half smile. “As if either of you ever could. I don’t know. This was just…really powerful. I love it when you’re forceful like that and pin me down. It brings my emotions to the surface, I guess. You’ve been gone quite a bit, and I’ve been working a lot, and I guess I just needed the…” She trailed off, not knowing the right word.

  “Impropriety?” Kemp asked as he stroked the side of her breast, sending a sweet shiver down her spine.

  She smiled at him and nodded. “Yeah.”

  “You like being our naughty girl,” Ace said as he pulled out with a deep sigh.

  Her men helped her as she regained the use of her limbs. She cleaned up with a little assistance from Kemp, who had evidently prepared well in advance and had the necessary supplies on hand. They even helped her with dressing.

  Ace shoved the pillows out of the way and helped her climb from the back of the SUV while Kemp readjusted the backseat so they could continue on their way. She giggled when she saw that they were parked at an overlook from which Bowie Lake was visible several miles in the distance. No people or cars were anywhere nearby, but the thought that Ace might have stopped somewhere where they might’ve been seen or heard had definitely heightened the thrill.

  Summer smiled up at him, gazing at his dark-brown eyes, and wrapped her arms around him. Ace hugged her tight. “I guess we made some fireworks a little early, huh? How’s your ass?”

  Summer chortled. “It’s very warm.”

  Kemp came up behind her and gently squeezed each ass cheek. “Yep, and it’s probably nice and red too.”

  “So I’m sort of patriotic. Blue dress, white sandals, and a red ass.”

  “That’ll teach you to disobey,” Ace said with a chuckle.

  Summer kissed him lightly and rubbed against Kemp as she agreed, “Yes, it will.”

  They arrived with chairs and ice chest in tow about the same time Ace and Kemp’s sister, Lydia, showed up with Chance and Clayton. A fighter jet suddenly blazed a path overhead, signaling the start of the parade. In the distance, Summer could hear the Divine High School marching band as they slowly made their way down Main Street. Their vantage point afforded them seats in the shade right in the heart of the downtown Divine shopping district.

  Richard Warner, one of Jack Warner’s cousins, jumped down from the big flatbed trailer and then gently lifted his wife, Maya, down. Richard’s brothers, Boone and Kendall, Maya’s other mates, leaped down right after, and Kendall turned to the group. “We’re going to take Maya down the block to find a ladies’ room. Y’all need anything? Bottled water? Cotton candy?” He grinned when all the kids who could talk chirped at the same time, and he waved off the bills their parents handed his way. “Give us a little bit of time to find the porta-potties. We’ll be back soon as we can.”

  Summer giggled when she saw Boone pinch Maya’s ass as they scampered off. Ace leaned close and whispered behind his hand, “Yeah, they’re gonna miss half the parade. I recognize that look in their eyes. Kemp and I wear it often enough.”

  Summer laughed out loud. Go get it, girl!

  * * * *

  Jayne fiddled nervously with the strap of the tote bag slung over her shoulder as she walked through Cheaver’s parking lot toward the large flatbed trailer facing Main Street. Her house was located three blocks from downtown so the walk had been a brief one.

  “Jayne! You made it!” Grace called out as she shaded her eyes and beckoned her over to the end of the trailer where cinder blocks had been placed for steps. Awnings were set up to provide shade to those seated on the flatbed. As Grace’s husband, Adam, helped her up the steps, Jayne noticed several people in the group that she already knew, which was a relief to her. Grace took her tote bag from her and placed it in a chair next to hers.

  Rachel Wolf waved to her from her seat, where she was nursing baby Levi under a light blanket. Charity drew her into a big hug and whispered, “I’ve got the perfect bathing suit for you at the house. You’re not gonna bail on us, are you? You looked ready to run a few seconds ago.”

  “What? Are you reading minds now?” she asked, barely able to hear herself over the sound of a motorcycle pulling up nearby.

  Charity glanced at her sister as she greeted another new arrival, and then grinned at Jayne. “Not only can I read minds, I can also predict the future. You’re going to have a fabulous time today. And you’re going to stay for the whole day.”

  “If you say so.”

  Jayne heard Grace’s voice as she came near again, talking to someone else. “Jayne, I want to introduce you to someone.”

  Jayne turned from Charity, who now wore a smirk, to face Grace. Her jaw dropped when she saw the tall man standing beside her. Seth Carter, in all his tattooed, long-haired, blue-eyed glory.

  “Seth, this is my cousin, Jayne Sheridan. Jayne, this is our friend Seth Carter.” Grace looked like she wanted to do a victory lap around the block as Seth smiled softly in recognition and chuckled.

  “Hi, Jayne. We meet again.” Seth glanced at Grace with a knowing look on his face and then smiled at Jayne and rolled his eyes.

  “It’s a pleasure to see you again.” Jayne noticed that Grace and Charity both skedaddled off to check on other goings-on, leaving the two of them to talk.

  Wishing she was a social butterfly like her cousins, Jayne moved her tote bag and sat down. Her hands shook a little and she knotted them together to hide her reaction to him. Nerves made her belly flutter.

  Seth gestured at the empty seat next to her. “Is that seat taken?” The movement brought her attention to his tattoos and she once again couldn’t help but stare.

  “I don’t think so. Be my guest.”

  Jayne was willing to bet that was the seat Grace expected Seth to sit in. She was a notorious matchmaker. Seth sat beside her and got comfortable. Her temperature rose a few notches and the butterflies in her stomach started doing acrobatic maneuvers.

  “How are your hands and your knees?”

  A blush heated her cheeks as she recalled the scene she’d written the night before involving just that position with a hero who bore a striking resemblance to Seth. She restrained herself from reaching out to touch his tattoos and remembered that he’d asked her a question.

  “I’m sorry?”

  “From your spill yesterday. Were you okay?”

  “Oh.” She showed him the Band-Aids on the heel of her left hand and the one on her right knee. “Just scrapes. Nothing that won’t heal up in a day or so.”

  Seth looked down at her knee and made a concerned expression with his mouth, and she fantasized about how it would feel to have his lips on her.

  He interrupted
her reverie as he looked deeply into her eyes again. She wondered what he saw there as heat crept into her cheeks, making it seem even hotter that morning. His gaze flicked over her face and he looked as though something had occurred to him. “That explains the reason I thought you looked familiar. You have dark hair and lighter skin but the resemblance to Grace and Charity is there in your facial structure.”

  “Yes, our mothers were sisters, but I inherited my father’s eye and hair color.” He nodded and gazed into her eyes again, until she had to look away. Her heart pounded rapidly as she felt his gaze linger on her face before he was distracted. There was a flurry of activity up and down the street as spectators found their places and the flag bearers came into view. As they marched past, Jayne, Seth and all their friends rose from their seats with the rest of the parade goers, removed their hats, and placed their hands over their hearts.

  Directly behind the flag bearers, a member of the Divine High School drum corps counted out the beat, and then the marching band broke into the Divine High School fight song. Many members of the crowd sang the words to the song, and Jayne smiled when Grace pointed at the kids all seated in chairs or strollers on the front row. Rose Marie Warner, Will Peterson, and Michael and Eleazar Martinez watched in fascination as the parade floated past in all its noisy, streamer-strewn glory.

  Chapter Four

  Richard Warner noticed Maya glance back at him and Boone as they strolled down the sidewalk a few steps behind her and Kendall. Richard smiled at her before she scanned the crowd around them. Maya didn’t go out of her way to avoid touching him and Boone in public, but she didn’t like to draw attention to them either.

  She followed Kendall into the Scherer office building a couple of blocks down from Cheaver’s as though they had an appointment there. There were parade goers watching the event from the third-story balcony, and they hoped to appear as though they were joining them. They breezed through the unlocked door, and Boone walked ahead of them to the two elevator doors and hit the call button.