Kansas Heat

by Kansas Heat (lit)

  The feel of Cody’s hand on her body excited Amanda’s senses and sent them into overload. Her pussy clenched and wept with anticipation as his fingers drew nearer.

  Jace was forgotten until a second hand settled on her other knee. This one was just as big, just as warm and rough. It, too, pulled her leg across another set of hard, denim-covered thighs, leaving her completely open, totally vulnerable with her legs held wide by both brothers.

  Amanda pulled back from Cody’s kiss with a gasp. Her eyes took in the sight of his swollen lips, his heated eyes. Cody’s dark gaze gleamed with the knowledge of what Jace had just done, was doing. Spreading her was only the first of the liberties his older brother took. The second came in the heated pressure of Jace’s palm rubbing circles along the ultrasensitive skin of her inner thigh, slowly working his way toward her pussy.

  “Cody?” she whispered, confused and hesitant.

  “You haven’t kissed Jace today.”

  Chapter 21

  If Cody’s words weren’t enough to tell Amanda why he brought her here, the back of his hand nudging her to turn toward his brother certainly did. Another hand came up to turn and tilt her chin. Jace’s hand. Her eyes met his and she saw the desire darkening in his hypnotic gaze. The breath caught in the back of her throat, choking any sound or words.

  “I like to kiss, too.”

  It was all the warning Jace gave her before his mouth closed over hers and his fingers slid through the parted folds of her pussy. Amanda should have jerked back. She should have slapped his face, snapped her legs closed, and cussed out both brothers before demanding to be taken home.

  She did nothing but moan out her desire as her body slouched down, giving Jace’s finger free rein to torment the ultrasensitive bud of her clit. He trapped the little nub under his finger and rolled it, making her moan again and squirm beneath his touch.

  Her mind gave up the fight, recognizing the futility of logical thought in the face of soul-shattering lust. This was the moment she’d been waiting for since she first met Jace. The promise that had been there simmering beneath the surface exploded into real life.

  She tilted her head and kissed Jace back with all the need boiling through her veins. He tasted different than Cody. Instead of beer and man, Jace’s mouth was flavored with the drugging mixture of apple cider and cinnamon.

  Amanda couldn’t get enough. She tried to force her way into his mouth, but Jace’s tongue dueled back in the beginning of a game. More playful than Cody’s demanding kisses, Jace teased and tormented her by attempting to block her at every pass.

  With his hand buried between her legs, driving her desire to the peak, and his talented tongue thwarting her every attempt to get more, Amanda lost any semblance of sanity. She closed her lips over Jace’s tongue and sucked hard, drawing a moan of desire from the large cowboy.

  His counterattack to her maneuver was instant. His finger dropped lower to the soaking portal of her cunt. Without hesitation, Jace thrust three fingers deep into her pussy as if he owned it. Deep and fast, he fucked her, stretching her tender muscles wide in silent preparation for the cock Amanda knew Jace would be giving her soon enough.

  Her head fell back onto the edge of the seat, breaking the kiss so she could pant for breath, groaning with each exhale. A second hand joined Jace’s tormenting on her pussy, Cody’s hand. He went straight for the kill and began swirling her clit with a rhythm destined to drive her through the doors of rapture and into the abyss of Utopia.

  “Do not come, Amanda.”

  Amanda cried out against his command. Cody. He was playing his game, seeing how far he could force her before she snapped and was lost forever to the world of the insane. This time it was too much because there were two of them. Amanda lost all sense of details, unable to distinguish Cody’s touch from Jace’s. The world fragmented into nothing more than sensations. A hot mouth, sucking on her neck, her back arching, a hand pushing her forward, something tugging on her dress, and her unguarded breasts against the frigid air-conditioning vents. Her nipples puckered, threatening to bring pain to her world of pleasure if their needs were not attended to.

  “Play with your breasts. Show Jace how you like to be touched.”

  Yes. Amanda felt helpless but ready to obey Cody’s wicked command. Lifting her hands to her aching tits, she pinched and rolled her nipples, showing Jace just what she liked. Her body writhed under the attention, twisting and turning to get more from each flare of pleasure rocketing through her body. Desperately, Amanda tried to match the speed and motion of the finger tormenting her clit, but the devilish digit changed its chaotic pattern. Like a dog chasing a jackrabbit, she couldn’t keep up.

  “You need a mouth on those tits, don’t you, baby? You need to be sucked, licked, and nipped.”

  The mouth on her neck followed the last of its own suggestion, sucking the tender skin where her neck met her shoulder before nibbling on the tender bit of flesh. Cody licked away any hurt with a slow, sensual caress of his tongue. Oh, but she wanted to feel his mouth somewhere else.

  “You want that, baby?” Cody’s dark voice whispered into her ear.

  “Please, yes.”

  “Cup your breasts, offer them to Jace, beg him for pleasure.”

  The words became more than a suggestion or a command, they became manacles of need, chaining Amanda’s will to Cody’s desires. Her fingers curled around to cup her soft globes and press them together, offering them up.

  “Oh, God. Please, Jace, put your mouth on me, on my breasts.”

  Never easily appeased, Cody growled, “Call them tits.”

  “Tits, oh, God. Please, Jace. Suck my tits.”

  Jace was there with his warm mouth, wet tongue, sharp teeth, worshipping her breasts and making her cry out with lust. These were just teasing touches, matching the slower, more decadent thrusting of his fingers into her pussy. They were pulling back on her, trying to rev down her need, but it only made it flare higher.

  Amanda twined her hand into Jace’s short locks, silently demanding he cease his torment and give her the rougher mauling she desperately needed. The bastard laughed. The deep masculine sound breathed into her swollen globes and made them tremble with the force. A strong hand twined around hers, pulling it free from his hair.

  “You want me to give you what you need?” It was Jace talking, his tone harsher, choppier than Cody’s seductive murmurings against her neck. “Then give me what I need.”

  Jace showed her just what he wanted, lowering her hand to his lap and wrapping her fingers around the smooth, heated feel of his cock. It was thick, so damn thick. The feel of it pressing into her palm made Amanda ache to have it buried inside her body, pounding into her with all the strength and power it contained.

  Amanda whimpered, following the commands of the larger hand around hers to tighten her grip and stroke his length. Jace’s groan echoed in the cab and his head dipped. No longer did he tease, but now he tormented.

  Nibbling harder on her nipple, he trapped the tender tip between his teeth for his tongue to roll and lick. A second mouth came to torment her other breast and another oversized hand guided her free hand to another waiting erection, leaking desire from its tip and growing even bigger as her fingers wrapped around it.

  Faster, her hands pumped the two cocks, trying to keep an even rhythm even as the brothers made the task impossible. Faster, the hands buried in her pussy fucked her, a torrent of rapture beat at her body from all points, but still she stayed grounded, bound to the world by Cody’s command.

  “I need to come. Cody, please.”

  The mouths bringing such pleasure to her breasts lifted. “You know you’re not allowed to come by a man’s hand.”

  Amanda knew, and she really didn’t object. “A cock. I need a cock, now!”

  “Jace will give you his. Will you accept it?”

  “Yes!” Amanda would accept Jace without hesitation, even if they’d asked before mindless lust had taken control of her body. “Oh, pleas
e, Jace. Fuck me.”

  “You know my conditions.” It was Jace speaking, whispering dirty, dark, erotic words into her ears. “I’ll give you what you need if you give me what I need.”

  “Anything. I’ll give you anything you need, just tell me what it is.”

  “I want to taste your pussy. I want to bury my head between your soft thighs and lick your clit, fuck your cunt with my tongue, get drunk on the sweet taste of your arousal. Will you give me that?”

  Give it? Amanda would beg for him to take it—her—if Jace asked. “Oh, God, yes.”

  The words were barely out of her mouth before she was lifted, turned onto her stomach, and pulled across the bench seat as the truck door opened. Jace’s strong hands lifted her ass, forced one leg down to the floorboard, and spread her thighs to leave her pussy naked in the warmth of the summer wind.

  Cody buried a hand in her hair, directing her lips to brush against the smooth, wet head of his cock. Amanda heeded the unspoken command and parted her lips to lick around the flared tip. For a moment she teased the cock with little licks and gentle tickles, delighting in the groans above her and the tightening of the fingers in her hair.

  The game was lost when the scales tipped and another heated tongue came to lick its way through her swollen folds. This time it was Amanda who groaned.

  Above her Cody chuckled and then pressed her head more firmly down. “It’s two against one, Amanda. Now suck my cock or Jace will torment you and I’ll never let you come.”

  Two against one…torment…oh, God. Amanda abandoned her will to theirs, allowing the hand in her hair to guide her mouth rhythmically, making Cody’s dick swell even thicker. She couldn’t concentrate on the task, too consumed with Jace’s mouth laying siege on the sweet flesh between her legs.

  A sucking motion on her clit pulled her sensitive bundle of nerves past the hard scrape of teeth. The tingling pain lit up the rapture blooming through her body until every muscles quivered from the effect.

  Jace’s tongue, his damned dancing tongue maddened her, drove her deeper into the depths of insanity as it twirled in elaborate patterns over her sensitive flesh. Amanda tried to scream, but the sound choked on Cody’s cock. The warm wet length of Jace’s magical tongue pushed into her, tickling the insides of her cunt. He caressed her in ways that had her unable to even tighten her lips back into their sucking motions for all the moans that flooded out of her.

  So close, Amanda dangled on the edge of insanity, feeling the rush of ecstasy whirling up to consume her whole when both brothers stopped. If for a second she had the naiveté to believe their play had come to an end, Jace disillusioned her of the notion.

  He gripped her waist and began to drag her backward. Backward and onto the thick stalk of his erection. Amanda’s eyes rounded, shifting upward to take in Cody’s tight features. He was actually doing it, letting his brother forge deeper and deeper into her body. Their eyes caught and locked, shared in the mutual excitement of the moment. Cody had been right. Being watched by one brother while another seated himself fully within her depths made the experience more arousing than it had ever been.

  For a moment they shared the knowledge as a calm settled over her. The calm broke when Jace pulled her completely free of the truck. Forcing her legs to bear her weight, he actually made her stand with him still buried in her pussy from behind. The drop of her legs to the ground constricted her cunt to nearly painful tightness around his cock.

  Stumbling backward, Jace pulled her with him, refusing to unleash her from his body. The jerking motion of dick vibrated deep inside her, sending spasms of pleasure so hot it melted her strength. Amanda was reduced to nothing more than a limp, moaning doll in his arms.

  Hard, cold, uneven metal bit into her breasts as Jace fumbled them right into the side of the truck. He had her pinned now, his fingers lifting hers, directing them to curl around the edge of the truck.

  “Hold on. Hold on tight.”

  Amanda obeyed the command in the hard grind of Jace’s voice. With his chest pressing into her back, he braced her for the moment his hands lifted her leg. He swung her knees all the way up, making them bend until they could flex no more. It was an awkward position, but one that made her feel his hardness pressing into every inch of her pussy. Amanda felt stuffed.

  “I planned to go easy on you this first time. To be the leisurely lover I know Cody is incapable of,” Jace panted into her ear. “You’re just so damn tight, hot, you shred a man’s control with your responsiveness. With one taste of your sweet pussy, I knew I would have no restraint when the time came to fuck you, and now as I stand here feeling your little cunt clamping down on me, pulsing around me, I have only this to say to you. Hold on. Hold on tight.”

  Like liquid heat, his words inflamed her desires until she wanted his possession in just the way he warned her it would be. Hard, fast, and furious, a rutting of two animals overwhelmed by the passion of their own coupling. That’s just what she got.

  Reality thinned to the rapid rhythm of slide and pound. Over and over he filled her, slid backward, teasing all of her inner muscles with the loss of his hardness only to slam harder and deeper back into her.

  Her world revolved around the rhythm. Her ragged breaths began to match the pace. Her body pressed upward, her breasts bouncing against the edge of the truck bed in perfect beat. Faster and faster, the winding tension inside her only tightened further until finally it snapped, catapulting her straight into the climactic depths of total euphoria.

  Savage whips of pure rapture lashed her body until it melted into a puddle, leaving her a mumbling, trembling mess in Jace’s arms. His roar of release was lost in the feel of her own molten climax seeping outward over the cock still pumping deep into her body.

  Panting, Amanda let her head fall forward, as she bent over the edge of the truck bed. She would have fallen down if it wasn’t for the strong man holding her in position. It was warm and safe there, protected by all Jace’s muscles, but she feared it wouldn’t last as he shifted, sliding free of her body.

  Amanda’s muddled mind tried to make sense as Jace rolled both of them. Ending up cushioned in his arms in nearly the same position, the only thing changed was now she pinned Jace to the truck. Apparently, Cody was about to pin her to Jace. He stood before her, and any doubts Amanda had about what came next were silenced by the heat in Cody’s eyes.

  She knew that look. Knew what it meant, but he couldn’t…not here with Jace holding her into position and his brother’s seed slickening the insides of her thighs. Cody did mean to. The hands on her thighs, lifting her legs up to wrap around his waist, assured her not only did Cody intend to have her now, she would not be escaping this moment. What a moment it was, too.

  Despite the soul-deep pleasure still humming through her body, Amanda felt excitement like she’d never known. Not only was she being shared, but now one brother would fuck her while another held her securely. Some warped, twisted need aroused her back to a peak as Cody pressed his hardened length into her still-quivering pussy.

  “Do you like that?”

  It was Jace whispering in her ears. His hands came up to cup her breasts and tease her nipples as Cody pushed slowly, deeper into her body.

  “You like being fucked, don’t you, Amanda?”

  Amanda didn’t have the breath to answer, but Cody would never let her defy him. “Answer him.”

  Jace might have been her one-time lover, but Cody was still the master who held the leash to her desires. Amanda could no more deny him than she could stop her body’s response from his persistent invasion.

  “Yes.”

  “Yes, what?”

  He never let her get away without repeating whatever dirty thing he’d said.

  “Yes, I like being fucked.”

  “You like it even more when there are two of us, don’t you?”

  “Yes. Two.”

  “You burn hot at the thought. What would you do with three?”

  Three?

  “O
h, God.” Amanda couldn’t take it. These thoughts, these wicked ideas he implanted in her head, they were too much. Right now she only wanted to concentrate on one, on him.

  “Please, Cody.”

  “Please what?”

  “Please stop teasing me.”

  “I keep telling you, I’m not joking.”

  “Not now.”

  “Later then.”

  “Later.”

  Amanda didn’t know if she was promising to let him fill her head with warped ideas or if she’d promised much more. She didn’t care either. All she could focus on was the smooth glide of his cock in and out of her body. He returned to her with the same gentle rhythm.

  She writhed in Jace’s hold, trying desperately to force Cody into a faster, harder rhythm. He would not be pressured. The man delighted in tormenting her, in stroking the need through her body until she could bear no more. Then he made her endure more.

  It was worse this time, because this time he had Jace to whisper dark, dirty words into her ear. Then there was Jace’s hands teasing and tormenting her breasts. As if he needed to be the one to make her completely insane, Jace slid his fingers down over the trembling muscles of her stomach.

  “No. No. No.” Amanda’s head rolled against his shoulder, pleading with him not to do what she knew he intended.

  “You have the softest skin.” Jace murmured into her neck before nibbling on her and adding another layer to the shudders racing over her body.

  “Sweet tasting, too. When we get you home, I’m going to lay you out naked on your bed and devour every delectable inch of your body. When I get here,” his finger pressed down over her clit, “I’m going to settle in for a feast that could take hours.”

  Amanda gulped. Hours? Hours of his mouth ravaging her pussy? Her heart skipped a beat at just the thought. It skipped another when his finger started to rub her little bud in slow, even circles he matched with his other hand on her nipple.

  Oh, God, she couldn’t take this, couldn’t bear the pleasure of his hands teasing her, of Cody’s cock relentlessly stroking in and out of her. Amanda’s head rolled across Jace’s shoulder, her lips forming words that only turned into moans. They escalated quickly into screams as she came hard and fast.