Saddled

by Delilah Devlin

  Her fingers curled, her nails digging into his skin, and he knew she had to be close. Her sweet cunt was squeezing around him, liquefying, cream churning deep inside as he fucked in and out.

  “Jesus, Cale,” she gasped, biting her lower lip, her eyes opening, desperate, edgy heat flaring in her cheeks.

  “Ready, baby?” he whispered.

  “Please, oh please,” she whimpered.

  Cale came to his knees, pushed her thighs down and cupped her buttocks. Then he held them in his palms, his fingers spreading to dig into the tender flesh as he powered into her, slamming his cock into her and jerking her forward and back to meet his thrusts.

  Her back arched off the bed, her breasts shivering with his powerful thrusts. When her breath hitched and a thin high-pitched wail burst from between her lips, he came, shouting as he blasted her with a furious flurry of short, deep strokes that emptied his balls, flooding the tip of the condom.

  He fell over her, sliding skin on skin, nestling closer to her body as she wrapped arms and legs around him and kissed his cheek and shoulder. Her hands soothed his back, slipping over his damp skin, scooping into the small of his back and upward.

  Cale lifted his head and glided his mouth across hers. Just a gentle press of lips before he leaned back to see how she was doing.

  Her cheeks were a deep rose. Perspiration beaded on her forehead and the edge of her hair. Her eyes were half-closed, and she looked ready to drift into sleep.

  “I should get rid of this thing,” he said, slipping a hand between them to ring his dick and hold fast to the flooded condom.

  “Do I have to move?”

  He gave her a sheepish smile. “If you want, you don’t have to lift a damn finger for next few days. We’ll do all the work.”

  Her mouth stretched into a grin. “How’d I get so lucky?”

  “Guess it was just meant to happen.”

  Bobby halted at the doorway, his eyes narrowing on Cale who was lying on top of Kate. Her knees were slightly bent, hugging his hips. Her arms were draped around his back. His buddy had gotten busy while he was outside tending to business.

  From the look of the couple on the bed, they were both spent. He grunted and decided to let them have their little aftermath alone. In the meantime, he added more logs to the wood-burning furnace and started a bath for their guest, letting the water run until it warmed, then adding Epsom salts since they didn’t have anything else to lace the water with that a lady might like.

  Too bad her things were in her car. If he had her cell phone, he might have called the boyfriend to let him know she was “in good hands”.

  As the water gurgled, slowly filling the free-standing tub, he set the temperature in the house a few degrees warmer, wanting it hot enough that clothing would be an option rather than a necessity.

  He had a hankering to watch Kate stride naked around the house, and he hoped between the two of them that he and Cale could manage to keep her so turned inside out that she never gave a thought to modesty.

  That was the plan anyway. One of them had to be thinking. Cale couldn’t get his mind past his dick when a pretty girl interested him. Not that he wasn’t a good guy. He just operated on a very primal level with women, which was probably a good thing he worked on this lonely ranch for most of the time. If they had a woman underfoot all the time, they’d never get any work done.

  The small ranch had been their dream since they were in high school. Neither had been born to the life, but they’d met in Ag class and dreamed about having their own place. They’d gone into the military together, saved their money and made their plans. When their time was up, they’d pooled resources to make their dreams come true. Everything they had was sunk into this property, not that either of them ever complained.

  They were free.

  Sure, winters left them stir-crazy, but they tended their animals, spent most of their days outside, sunshine, rain or snow. The work was hard, but they were young and healthy. Next year, they’d be in a place to buy more land. They weren’t overly ambitious, but they did have plans to make the place pay, and eventually for them both to lay down deep roots and have families.

  It would take a special woman to take either of them on now. The sweet, pampered thing in bed with Cale wasn’t it.

  That didn’t mean they both couldn’t enjoy the sweet gift of her company. He strolled back into the bedroom and cleared his throat.

  Both heads swung his way. Both faces wore slightly dreamy expressions, and their skin flushed with embarrassment.

  “Didn’t know you were back, bro,” Cale said, grimacing. He reached toward his feet and brought up the blanket to cover both their hips.

  Kate’s look of gratitude had Bobby tightening. She hadn’t minded him looking before.

  “I ran you a bath,” he said quietly, waiting to see whether she’d made a choice and was sticking with it.

  Her eyes widened, then came back to Cale. “I’d like that.”

  Was she waiting for his permission? Bobby’s hands curled at his sides. “Cale, got a minute?”

  Cale’s mouth pressed into a thin line. He gave Kate an apologetic smile and scooted off the bed, his hand cupping his cock and his soggy damn condom. “What’s up?” he asked, striding toward Bobby.

  “Just need a word. Let the lady get into her bath in private.”

  “Sure.”

  Bobby walked into the living room, bent to the floor where Cale’s jeans still lay and tossed them at his head.

  “What’s got into you?” Cale said, his voice gruff.

  “I could ask the same thing. You two looked awful cozy.”

  “We were. She’s sweet.”

  “And she’s not staying past the storm. Don’t get in too deep. I don’t want you moping around here all winter long.”

  Cale’s face reddened. “Buddy, I don’t know what the fuck crawled up your ass, but I wasn’t doing anything you wouldn’t have if you’d had two minutes alone with her.”

  “I’d need a sight longer than two minutes.”

  The flush in Cale’s cheeks deepened, then the corner of his lips twitched. “Got a little horny watching us, huh?”

  “Didn’t stay for the show, if that’s what you wanted to know. But yeah,” he muttered. “Didn’t want you cuttin’ me out.”

  “It’s not up to me, buddy.”

  Bobby realized they’d squared off like two pit bulls. “Damn. We’ve never been this way with a woman before. Maybe it’s not a good idea for either of us to get too deep.”

  Cale raked a hand through his hair. “You’re right. Guess looking in her scared blue eyes when she was in the water got to me.”

  Bobby nodded. He’d felt the same tug at his heart strings, but he wasn’t going to let himself forget for a minute this wouldn’t last. “She’s pretty. And she’s got plenty of game. If we keep this light, neither of us will get hurt.”

  Cale nodded. “So you gonna help her with her bath?”

  Bobby smiled, relieved they were back on track. “I was thinking about crawling right into the tub with her.”

  He left Cale chuckling as he pulled on his pants and let himself back into bedroom. The bed was empty, the bathroom door open only a narrow crack. Still, she hadn’t shut it. Might mean she hoped for a little company.

  Bobby eased it open, grinning when he saw her sitting in the deep tub with her head lying against a towel, eyes closed and her knees pulled up and folded to one side.

  He ducked back out of the door and quickly stripped, then quietly opened the door again.

  It wasn’t until he slid his foot into the water and touched hers that her eyes shot open. “What are you doing?”

  “Didn’t take you for slow,” he said, continuing to climb into the bath, facing her, as though she hadn’t offered a single protest.

  “I’m not,” she huffed. “I just thought I might have a few minutes by myself.”

  “You don’t want that. Too much time to think.”

  “I need
to think. I have plans to make and unmake.”

  “Which you can do when you’re on your way home,” he said, sitting down in the water and sighing. “Right now, you need a whole lot of reasons to be happy you’re not with asshole.”

  “His name’s David.”

  “Like my name for him better.”

  “I don’t know what you’re thinking you’re going to do in here,” she said, her lips pouting. “I’m a little sore.”

  “I’m not here to fuck you, Kate. I thought you might like a little TLC. I’ll bathe you if you like.”

  Her eyes narrowed. “Somehow you don’t come across as the selfless one.”

  “I’m not. Just because my dick won’t be getting anything nice sliding over it, doesn’t mean I won’t get pleasure from touching you. Come on. It’s just a bath.”

  She swallowed, and her gaze locked with his. “I mean it. I’m feeling a little overwhelmed.”

  Bobby sighed. “And I’m sincere about this. Give yourself over to my care. You won’t be disappointed.”

  Her frown eased, although her mouth was still crimped into a sullen moue. Then she rooted in the water with a hand, coming up with a wash cloth, which she flung at his chest.

  Bobby leaned back, smiling, and eased his feet the length of the tub, enclosing her between his calves.

  Her knees leaned upward, moving closer to her chest. “There’s not enough room.”

  “Sure there is. We just have to share a little space. Why don’t you give me a leg?” He patted his belly. “Put your foot here.”

  She stared at him, at his belly, then dropped her glance to the cock bobbing toward the surface. Her throat moved as she swallowed, but she timidly lifted one leg above the water and set her heel against his abdomen.

  Bobby didn’t comment, didn’t dare tease her again. He smoothed his expression free of amusement and worked lather into the wash cloth then gently lifted her foot to wash it.

  Slowly, as he passed the cloth over her foot, separating toes and being careful not to tickle, she began to relax. He scrubbed up her ankle, behind her knee and over it, then smoothed up the outside of her thigh.

  She pretended unconcern with his direction, but two bright spots of color brightened her cheeks as he slid the cloth between her legs.

  He halted just beneath her pussy and patted his belly again.

  She was quicker this time to give him the other leg. This time he did smile, pleased with her eagerness for him to proceed.

  When he’d finished with the leg, he placed it in the water between his legs. “Why don’t you turn around and let me scrub your back?”

  Kate sat up and wiped a hand on the towel where she’d rested her head, then reached back to twist her hair and hold it above her damp shoulders. Finally, she turned to give him her back.

  “Come closer. I won’t be able to reach all the interesting parts from here.”

  Her soft, disgruntled snort didn’t faze him a bit. As soon as he began smoothing the cloth over her back, she leaned her elbow on the rim of the tub and sighed.

  “So why don’t you tell me what you were doing with a guy who cares so little about you he’d do another girl in the bed he shared with you?”

  “I wish I knew.”

  “Come on, something about him attracted you.”

  “It’s embarrassing.”

  “There’s no one here but me. Who the hell am I gonna tell?” he said softly, continuing to scrub in soothing circles up and down her spine.

  “David and I were introduced by a mutual friend. He’s a junior partner in a prestigious law firm in Sacramento. I write copy for the newspaper. I guess I was flattered when he asked me out. He’s got money, family money, and he knows everyone. My family didn’t have a lot when I was growing up, and I let myself get impressed with everything he offered.” Her head swiveled, and she gave him a look that had his gut tightening. “This wasn’t the first time he cheated.”

  “You were willing to put up with that?”

  “I thought I could. But when he brought it right inside our bedroom, something snapped. I grabbed his keys and ran.”

  “You deserve better than that.”

  “Maybe I deserved what I got.”

  Bobby dropped the cloth and began to massage her shoulders and back with his bare hands. “Maybe you just haven’t figured out what’s important to you yet.”

  “I thought the security he offered would be enough.”

  “Money’s important,” he murmured, more to keep her talking than in agreement.

  “It didn’t make me happy.”

  “Then take some time to figure out what does.” He scooted a little closer and glided his hands around her waist, then reached for the bar of soap and worked up a lather before smoothing sudsy hands over her shoulders and the tops of her breasts.

  Closer now, he brushed his lips along the side of her neck.

  “You know, I’ve never shared a bath with a man,” she said, sounding a little breathless.

  “Then you’ve missed out on one of life’s little pleasures.”

  She let go of her hair and settled her back against his chest, her hands cupping his knees. When he slipped down to palm her breasts, they jutted against his palms. “I didn’t think I liked you very much.”

  “Don’t pay my mouth any attention at all,” he drawled. “I don’t mean half the things I say.”

  “I think you try to keep people disarmed, at a distance, even when you’re sunk deep inside a woman.”

  Bobby groaned. “Don’t mention my dick. I’m trying to be a nice guy here.”

  “You are, you know. Nice. But if you’d like to be nicer, I can suggest another place for you to put your hands.”

  “Getting a little aroused?” he asked, then sucked on her earlobe.

  Her head tilted toward him. “Mmm-hmm.”

  “I’m not nice, you know. I’m going to pleasure you with my fingers, but only because I want you thinking about it all morning long.”

  “Just your hands?”

  “We weren’t very gentle with you before. You need a little time to recover. You know I’m right.” He smoothed over her mound and lifted the hood cloaking her clit.

  Kate’s legs opened wide, her knees resting on either side of the tub.

  As he began to swirl on her clit, he ignored the strength of his erection and concentrated instead on her soft, sexy little moans. Yeah, he could be selfless in the short term, but he was dying to see her sweet mouth close around his cock.

  Chapter Four

  Cale scraped scrambled eggs from the pan straight onto Kate’s plate. “That enough? Want more?”

  She shook her head, grinning. “You two are going to spoil me.”

  “That’s the plan,” Bobby said, biting into a crisp slice of bacon with relish. “We figured we’d pamper you a bit—just to keep you happy so we can have our wicked way with you.”

  “Well, it’s working.”

  She winked at Cale, and he felt a flush creep across his cheeks. Every teasing glance she gave him turned him on so much he couldn’t sit comfortably. He set the pan on a trivet and stretched on the floor beside the couch, spreading his legs under the coffee table to give his cock and balls some room. The bare wooden floor was just cool enough to take away a little of the arousal that kept his brain lodged in his southern parts.

  “So, why don’t you two tell me what you’re doing up here, all alone in the middle of nowhere.”

  Cale grunted. “Ma’am, this isn’t the middle of nowhere. This is our own slice of heaven.”

  Bobby spread his arms over the back of the sofa, seeming not the least abashed at his nudity. “You’re sitting in middle of eight hundred acres of our own personal kingdom. We can do whatever the hell we want out here.”

  Kate waved her fork. “You mentioned animals before. I take it this is a ranch?”

  Cale shoveled in a spoon of eggs he’d drenched in Tabasco, chewed twice and swallowed. “We’re not very big, but we own it. And c
ome next year, we’ll be adding more acres and more animals.”

  “Sounds like quite an undertaking. Did you both grow up on ranches?”

  “Nope. We were both raised in Colorado Springs. Air Force brats. Met in Ag class and started dreaming about a place like this.”

  “Again, what makes a man want to live way out in the middle of nowhere?”

  Bobby reached down and slid his hand up and down his cock—a blatant cry for attention. “No rules but ours. Notice we’re all naked as blue jays. Other than paying our taxes, we’re free out here.”

  “Must be nice not to worry about dressing up every time you head out the door to work.” Kate’s glance went to Bobby’s lap. “And convenient.”

  “Don’t worry,” Bobby said, lifting one dark brow. “Soon as we finish eating, the two of us have to head back to do our chores. You get a reprieve.”

  “That wasn’t an invitation?” she said, her lips pouting.

  “Whose idea was it to eat naked anyway?” Cale grumbled.

  “Mine,” Kate admitted. “Someone stole my clothes so it only seemed fair.”

  Bobby grinned. “You’ll note neither of us is complaining about keeping the playing field equal.”

  “Seriously,” Kate said around a bite of her eggs. “What made two city boys think they’d like this kind of work?”

  Cale’s glance went back to the fire. “The idea seemed…romantic, I guess. But then we both went into the Army together—”

  “And we figured out real quick we didn’t like taking orders from anyone else…” Bobby shrugged. “The idea just wouldn’t let go.”

  Cale leaned back against the leather couch and the side of Kate’s soft leg. “We pooled our money, saved every penny, and here we are.”

  “You don’t ever get lonely out here?”

  “Sure,” Cale said. “But we’ve been so busy we haven’t had time to do anything about it.”

  “See there?” Bobby said. “You’re doing two lonely cowboys a public service.”

  Kate giggled, the tinkling of her soft laughter a refreshing sound.

  Cale turned his head and kissed her knee. “Don’t think for a moment we aren’t happy as hell that you’re here now.”