by Myla Jackson
Luke hooked her panties and slid them down her legs to her ankles. As he rose in front of her, his hand cupped her pussy, his fingers sliding deep into her.
Libby’s head fell back, a moan rising from deep inside, escaping into the open air.
Mark’s hands cupped her breasts from behind. ”Sweetheart, let us show you how good it can be in the daylight.”
Chapter Seven
Mark flinched when she tightened her grip on his cock. Her warm hand on his shaft felt so damned good, he had to grit his teeth. “At this rate, I’ll come before we even get started.”
“You’re such a teenager, Mark,” Luke scolded. “How many times have I told you that women like foreplay?”
“Screw foreplay.” Libby’s hand squeezed Mark’s cock. “Hell, I’m dripping. You should know.” She moved her legs wider apart, pressing Luke’s fingers deeper. “As long as you have protection, I’m ready.”
Mark made a dive off the deck for the jeans he’d tossed, coming up with his wallet and an accordion of condoms. “Is this enough?”
She laughed. “It’ll do for a start.”
The promise of more than once that day was enough to make Mark shoot his wad, but he held on, his dick aching for release. He tore off one packet and tossed the rest to Luke, who had to give up his handhold on Libby’s pussy to catch the prize.
Mark ripped the foil open with his teeth, sliding the rubber over his engorged length.
Luke did the same, working so slowly, Mark thought for certain they’d die of old age before he finished.
When Luke was fully sheathed, Mark gazed into Libby’s eyes, a smile spreading across his face. He was about to fuck the woman he’d been dreaming about since their night under the stars. The Great Spirit surely smiled on him as he lifted her, settling her legs around his waist, nudging her pussy with his cock.
Libby frowned, trying to scoot down onto his shaft.
Mark shook his head and held her off. “Uh-uh, not yet.”
Her brows dipped, her pussy leaking juices down over his cock. “What are you planning?”
“Luke, you first.” Mark kissed the tip of Libby’s nose, then captured her lips, thrusting through her teeth to slide across her tongue in a brief, but wonderful kiss. He brought up his head. “We’re about to show you something we learned from a woman down in San Antonio.”
Luke sandwiched her between his chest and Mark’s, nudging her anus with his cock. He reached around her and slid his finger into her pussy, drenching the digit in her juices. Then he rubbed the liquid around the tight entrance of her anus.
Mark’s cock twitched, anxious to be inside her warmth.
“You’re not going to…” she started, her hands clenching Mark’s shoulders, digging into the flesh.
Mark laughed, his hands sliding down to cup her butt cheeks, spreading them wide, opening her to his brother. “It’s okay. Just tell him to stop and he will.”
Luke’s cock pressed into her damp pussy, once in and back out. Then he positioned his wet dick against her anus, entering her slowly.
Libby leaned into Mark’s chest, her legs tightening around his middle, her breathing caught and held.
“I’m in.” Luke laid his cheek against her ear, his lips nibbling her lobe. “Oh, darlin’, you’re so tight. Are you all right?”
Her body tense, she whispered, “Yes.”
Luke nodded toward Mark. “Now you.”
Mark slid into Libby’s pussy, the pressure of his brother’s cock in her anus making the entrance smaller, tighter, ever so much more concentrated. As he slipped past the constriction, his cock filled her, the tight walls gloving him with her heat and moisture.
Her arms crossed behind his neck and she held him close, her breasts rubbing across his chest. “Dear Lord. That feels…amazing,” she said, her teeth scraping his shoulder. She held completely still while Mark thrust deeper until his balls bumped against his brother’s.
He lifted her up, sliding out slightly. As he settled her back on his cock, Luke sank a little deeper.
“Oh, my.” She squirmed.
Luke’s fingers slipped between Libby and Mark, circling her pussy and Mark’s cock, gathering enough moisture to lubricate her anus.
The sensation of Libby’s muscles tightening around his cock sent tiny electric shocks across Mark’s nerve endings and he withdrew again, then slid back in. Once, twice and then he pulled out.
Luke slid free as well.
“Why are you stopping?” Libby wailed, still clinging to his waist with her legs.
“We have so much more we want to do with you, we don’t want to waste it all on one ejaculation.” Mark set her on her feet and stripped the rubber off.
Luke peeled off his condom, tipped his head toward his brother and grinned. “Show her how to ride.”
Mark lifted Libby up in his arms and carried her down the steps of the deck, then set her on her saddle.
“We’re not going back yet, are we?” She wrapped her arms across her breasts. “Especially not naked.”
Mark shook his head. “Not yet.” He swung up on the back of the horse and scooted into the saddle, lifting her and settling her on his lap, facing him, his unsheathed cock sliding into her.
“Okkaayay,” she said, the air whooshing out of her. “Another first for me.”
“We’re safe and I promise not to come inside you.”
“I’m safe too, and on the pill, if that makes a difference.”
Mark grinned. “Hot damn! It feels so good to be skin-to-skin. You have to admit, this brings riding to a whole other level.” Mark took up the reins and nudged the horse, sending it at a sedate pace down the hill toward a wooded valley.
Luke mounted his horse behind them, his dick still just as stiff and straight as it had been.
Libby swayed with the motion of the horse, Mark’s cock buried inside her, her arms resting on his shoulders, the tips of her breasts peaked and touching his magnificent chest.
“Do you like this?” he asked.
“Ummm, yes. And to think I’ve been riding horses most of my life and never once did I do this. I’ll never be able to ride normal again.”
“You will.” Mark bent to take a nipple between his teeth, rolling the nub around before laving it with his tongue. As his head came up, he captured her lips with his, kissing her until she was breathless.
The horse had come to a halt by the time the kiss ended.
Luke stood on the ground, naked and horny, based on the size of his member. He held his hands up for Libby. “Come on, you’ll like this.”
Mark eased her off his cock and she leaned down into his brother’s arms.
Luke scooped an arm beneath her legs and carried her down the embankment and right into a cool, clear pool of water, going deeper and deeper until he stood waist deep and Libby’s bottom dipped beneath the surface.
“You can let go of me,” she said. “I know how to swim.”
Luke let her feet drop to the sandy bottom, cupped her face in his hands and kissed her. “Swim.”
He struck out, aiming for a trickling waterfall at the opposite end of the pool, ducking beneath the water, willing his cock to shrink a little before they started to pleasure her again.
Something caught his ankle and he was dragged under. When he surfaced, Libby was laughing, standing on her toes to keep her head above the water. She pushed off the bottom and floated on her back, staring up at the sky. “This place is magical. Everywhere I look, I can see the sky.”
“We like it.” Luke stood beside her in the water, giving up on willing his swelled dick down. He wanted to drive into her, to fuck her until he exploded in a burst of ecstasy. He held her steady in front of him, his hand under her back. Then he leaned over and pinched the tip of one pointed breast.
She moaned. “Do that again.”
Mark floated up to where Libby lay on her back in the water and slipped his hands beneath her shoulders.
Luke parted her legs and slipped between
She wiggled, her knees draping over his shoulders, bending to give him better access.
His tongue touched her entrance, licking her, tasting her essence. Then he dove in, swirling inside as far as his tongue could reach.
She reached between her legs, digging her fingers into his hair, holding him close, her pelvis rocking upward. “Please.”
Luke moved up, parting her folds and tonguing her clit, laving the sweet, tender flesh until she cried out, her body bucking in the water.
“I want you inside me. Now!” she cried, wiggling out of Luke and Mark’s hold, her feet sinking below the surface. She wrapped her legs around Luke and sank down over his cock.
Mark pressed against her back, his hands coming between her and Luke, holding her breasts, tweaking the tips of her nipples.
Luke drove into her as he pressed her down over his member. He pumped in and out of her until the tension built to a peak and he shot over the edge. Holding her hips steady, he thrust into her one last time, his penis throbbing, the ache so beautiful he didn’t want to let go.
Libby lay back against Mark, her eyes open, staring up at the blue sky, her mouth curved into a smile. “So much better than my vibrator.”
Mark laughed out loud.
Luke eased out of Libby and let her feet drop down. “Come on, let’s get some of that sunshine you seem to like so much.”
They swam to a nearby rock ledge that hung out over the pool. Mark lifted Libby up onto the ledge and climbed up next to her. Luke ducked under water and surfaced shaking out his long dark hair.
Libby laughed as she was covered in spray. Then she lay back on the rock, the sun warming her skin through the opening in the canopy of trees above. “You can do this every day?”
“When we’re not working.” Luke hiked himself up onto the rock and lay on the other side of Libby.
Libby sighed, her smile slipping from her face. “You could almost hide from the world out here.”
“If we wanted.” Mark leaned up on his side, propping his cheek on his elbow. “Freedom means a lot to you, doesn’t it?”
She nodded, refusing to go into the details of her former life. The less anyone knew, the less of a chance they’d find her.
Luke leaned up on his elbow, glistening drops of water sliding down over his dark, magnificent chest. “Not going to tell us anything about who Libby is, are you?”
“No. Talk is overrated.” Libby reached out and traced a rivulet down to his waist, admiring his rock-hard abs and the now flaccid cock, still bigger than most even in the dormant state. She touched it.
Luke’s stomach muscles clenched and his cock swelled. “I could go again, if that’s what you want.”
Mark cleared his throat. “I’m still hard, no work involved here.”
Libby leaned up on both elbows, her gaze going from one cock to the other, her tongue snaking out across her bottom lip as she recalled how sexy Mark had tasted inside her mouth.
Mark was right, he was engorged, his rod thick and hard.
That familiar ache built low in Libby’s belly, her pussy gushing at the thought of taking Mark into her mouth. She pushed him to lie flat on his back, leaned over him and licked the tip of his penis, then traced the rim of his head, her tongue rising over the smooth cone to dip into the hole already oozing come.
“Umm. My turn to relieve you.”
She rose up on her knees, cool air brushing across her sensitized ass and, as she bent to wrap her hands around his dick, the breeze swept across her heated pussy, reminding her of how decadent it was to be out in nature, naked and completely free of the trappings of society. Libby cupped Mark’s balls, rolling them between her fingers as she opened her mouth and slid down over him.
Mark’s hips thrust upward, his cock filling her mouth, bumping into the back of her throat. She flicked his head with the tip of her tongue and slid off.
Hands caressed her ass, one reaching between her legs to cup her pussy. She moved her knees farther apart, allowing Luke better access.
As she moved her head up and down over Mark’s dick, increasing the speed to match his thrusts, Luke slid a finger into her pussy, pumping in and out, then he pushed a finger into her ass.
On fire, with the taste of Mark’s cock in her mouth and Luke’s fingers thrusting in and out of her, Libby’s muscles tensed, her back arching, a moan rising from her throat.
Beneath her hands, Mark’s hips rocked again and again, thrusting his cock upward until he froze, his muscles hard, his dick harder. He pulled out of her mouth as come shot out, spewing over Libby’s chin and down her neck.
Mark scooted under her and took a nipple in his mouth, sucking hard, while his fingers sought her folds, parting them to find that sensitive bud, soft, moist and swollen, and he stroked.
Libby’s insides bunched, tingles starting in her toes and spreading like wildfire throughout her body.
Luke removed his fingers from her and thrust his now hard cock into her pussy.
With Mark on her clit and Luke inside, Libby rocketed to the moon, crying out as her orgasm shook her. Wave after wave of ecstasy washed over her until she thought she might completely come apart.
Luke tensed, his body going rigid, then he pulled free, come spilling across the rock.
When her body quit spasming, Libby spread out on the rock, staring up at the sky, unable to speak, not wanting to, and perfectly content to stay right where she was forever.
Mark trailed a hand over her breast, Luke skimmed her belly with his fingers, moving lower to thread through the tuft of hair over her mons.
“That was great,” she whispered. “Audrey was right. You two are amazing.”
“Only with the right woman,” Luke said.
“With you,” Mark agreed.
“And you don’t have to be back at work until tomorrow night.” Mark stared down at her, a smile curling the corners of his lips. “Wait until you see what else this dog and pony show can do.”
“After that, you’ll never want to leave.”
A pang of regret threatened to suck away Libby’s sunshine. “You two don’t know how lucky you have it out here.”
Mark looked at Luke and they both laughed. “Oh, yes we do. We have the earth, the sky and a beautiful woman. What more could we ask for?”
“I’ve never felt more free and peaceful than I’ve felt here, with you two.” Libby sighed and reached for them. If only it could last.
But Luke and Mark wouldn’t let her slide into a funk.
True to their words, they showed her the best time a girl could have. For the rest of Thursday and into Friday morning, she never heard a phone ring, or saw a car or another human besides Mark and Luke. Libby remained naked, fucked and completely sexually sated.
Life didn’t get better than that.
Her one regret…she’d have to wake up someday. She couldn’t stay forever.
Chapter Eight
“I told you, didn’t I?” Audrey pulled Libby into the storeroom as soon as she showed up for work on Friday, an hour late and walking a little funny. “They were unbelievable, weren’t they?”
Even riding her bike back from the Gray Wolf Ranch had been a challenge. Every time she shifted on the seat, the raw and sensitive areas around her pussy sent shock waves throughout her body, making her almost come just driving to work. She was breathing hard and fast by the time she pulled into the parking lot and shut off her bike.
Making the trek into the building had been slow and deliciously painful, every step a reminder of all the times she’d made love with the two men. A woman couldn’t possibly get bored when she had two men to keep her entertained in bed…or on a rock…a deck…in a secluded pool, the yard, the kitchen counter.
Her face heated as she stood in front of her boss. The experience was too new, too erotic for her to share so soon. Hell, she could barely process it herself, much less report on her antics to Audrey. Libby forced a nonchalant shrug. “They were okay.”
Audrey laughed out loud. “Liar. If they were anything like they’d been with me and Jackson, they were freakin’ awesome. And you’ve had them all to yourself for twenty-four hours?” Her boss sighed. “If Jackson wasn’t more man than I can handle by myself, I might be a little jealous.” She grabbed Libby and hugged her tight. “When are you seeing them again?”
She missed them already, and it scared her more than she could say. Libby stepped back and turned away. “I won’t be seeing them again.”
Audrey snagged her elbow and spun her back to face her. “What? You have to. I’ve never seen you so wonderfully off-balance. It’s bound to be doing you a world of good to let your guard down and relax for once.”
“You don’t understand, Audrey, I can’t let my guard down.” Tears pooled in Libby’s eyes. “I can’t.”
Audrey held her at arm’s length. “Why, sweetie? The Gray Wolfs won’t hurt you.”
“It’s not them.” She caught herself before blurting out the truth. “I refuse to give up my freedom. I’ve worked too hard to maintain it for the past two years.”
“What are you talking about? Who’s trying to take away your freedom?” Audrey stared hard into her eyes. “Tell me, Libby. Are you in trouble with the law? Maybe I can help.”
For an achingly long moment, Libby considered sharing her secret with her friend. But sharing only exposed her and she couldn’t let them find her. “I’ve already been here too long,” Libby whispered. She hugged Audrey and stepped out of her arms. “I’ve told you, I have to leave. I promised to stay through the Cowboy Masquerade Ball. After tonight, that’s it. I’m leaving.”
Audrey’s eyes opened wide, her arms crossing over her chest. “What did those two do to you?”
Libby laughed through her tears. “Only the most wonderful things a girl could imagine. But I can’t stay. Like I said, I’ve already stayed too long.”
“Baby, I can’t afford to lose you.” Audrey hugged her. “You’re the best darned bartender I’ve ever had. No one can flip a bottle or dance like you.”
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