“That’s right, darlin’, get comfortable. I’ll go get us something to snack on.”
Amanda didn’t know why, but she didn’t trust his smile or the look in his eyes before he turned and sauntered off. All she knew was Knox Reese was trouble. Of all three brothers, he was the one mothers should warn their daughters about. At least he’s not boring, and the likelihood Knox would cheat was pretty slim. Amanda couldn’t see him putting out the effort to lie.
The thought made her smile. She’d done boring and disloyal long enough. No matter what happened or how it all ended, she wouldn’t regret this night or any other night she had with one or more of the Reese boys. As of this moment, I’m going with the flow.
That reckless vow didn’t stand up under the prickling sensation of apprehension’s cold breeze when Knox walked back in carrying more than a snack. His hands might have been full with a big bowl and sodas, but she could quite clearly see the box he had tucked up under his arm.
It drew her immediate notice and comment. “What’s that?”
“Fruit salad.” Knox settled down beside her on the sofa as he placed the large glass bowl on the coffee table. “Two forks, see? Isn’t that romantic?”
He grinned around the two forks he held up, as if she hadn’t noticed him letting the box slip down and fall on the other side of him.
“What is in the box, Knox?”
“Nothing.” He drawled out the word with just a little too much enjoyment.
For just a second they eyed each other. When she lunged, he whipped the box right out of reach, leaving her to fall across his lap.
“Ah, ah, ah,” he chastised her as she struggled to right herself in the prison of the blanket. “No peeking.”
“Damnit, Knox. Tell me what is in the box.”
“Cody’s right. You are bossy.”
“What?” Amanda gasped. “I am not bossy.”
“Yeah, kind of. He also mentioned you had control issues.”
Amanda gagged on her outrage. “He did not. That from Mr. Domination? Talk about control issues.”
“It’s what makes it so damn hot though, isn’t it?” Knox’s grin took a decidedly wicked curve. “You two struggling for control. I’ve seen you make him weak in the knees. I’ve watched him make you suck him off just so he has an excuse for coming early.”
Amanda’s mouth opened, but nothing came out. She knew he’d been there in the barn, but not like this. Leaning close, Knox feathered a set of sweet, little kisses across her jaw.
“You’re not going to take me down like that, Amanda, so just relax and enjoy the burn.”
The signal came to laugh, but it was choked by the large, warm hand finding its way through the folds of the blanket. It settled over her breast, heating the side as his thumb slid out to roll over her nipple. Burn she did. Slow and easy, she melted beneath his touch.
“That’s it, baby girl, just relax.”
Amanda knew the devil was luring her down the road to damnation, but she didn’t care, didn’t offer any resistance as he moved her. Snuggling her into his lap so that her ass was nestled intimately into his groin, Knox rewarded her submission with a series of molten kisses down her neck.
“Now we’re just going to settle in and watch a little movie.”
In a smooth move, he reached forward to snatch the fruit salad off the table and had her settled back into his lap before the finely-woven magic around her could break. The chunks of fruit in the bowl drew her attention as Knox fiddled with the remote.
This was no lady’s afternoon snack of finely diced sweets to be spooned up in a chaotic mix of flavors. This was a man’s salad. The oversized portions of bananas, strawberries, pineapple, whole grapes and plump blueberries were way too big for any spoon.
“Looks good, doesn’t it?”
She glanced into Knox’s grin and had to smile. “I see why you brought the forks.”
“Hmm.” Knox reached into the bowl and plucked a large piece of banana up. “I was thinking maybe I’d just feed you.”
The soft, moist edge of banana kissed her lips. With eyes locked on Knox’s darkened gaze, Amanda opened her mouth. There was something so decadent about being fed by a man. It was an intimate sign of trust that triggered an instinctive softening of her body and senses.
Lulled by the warmth of his hand smoothing slowly up and down her back, Amanda gave into the sense of security and comfort. She let her body melt into Knox’s embrace and her limbs go limp even as his hands worked over them, igniting sparklers of pleasure.
He has such big, wonderful hands. Knox certainly knew how to touch. He knew where to press his palms and when to feather his fingers lightly over her skin, working her into a slow steady simmer. Sizzling with the need for just a little more, she shifted, opening herself slowly up until he once again had access to anything he wanted.
As his hands worked around her front, he settled her back into his chest, brushing the blanket out of the way. Amanda offered no objection, needing the cool air against her flushed skin. His hands kept her hot. Settling over her knees, he worked them slowly up the insides of her thighs and down the outsides. With each pass he coaxed them wider apart, traveled a little higher until she burned for the second when he’d finally make contact with the very heart of the inferno searing through her.
Ooooohhhhhhhh.
She thought at first it had just been a thought, but when another scream pierced her haze, Amanda’s eyes opened. They blinked, beating back the fuzz desire had made of her vision then widened. Going dry-eyed, she stared at the images playing out before her on the big screen. Porn. The man picked porn to watch.
Even as the camera zoomed in to watch as a man licked his way through a woman’s pussy already stretched wide by a cock, Knox’s finger mimicked the motion straight through her slit.
“You like watching, don’t you, baby?” Knox murmured as his finger began a slow massage on her clit.
Amanda couldn’t deny it. She couldn’t take her eyes off the scene as the men maneuvered the woman into position to take both their cocks at once. Even as Knox worked her body steadily toward a frenzy, her vision remained locked on the screen. In a low, husky voice, Knox began an erotic narration that had her body shimmering under the phantom touches as fantasy and reality blurred.
Twisting and writhing on Knox’s lap, Amanda gave into her release, letting it roll over her. It left her limp and sweaty in its wake, no match for Knox as he moved. Throwing off her blanket completely, he hands pulled the shirt free of her body. Naked, exposed and totally vulnerable, she couldn’t even work up a little anxiousness as he reached for the box still lying tucked along his side.
“I think you’ve earned a treat.”
He opened the small box to reveal a bottle of lotion and some rubbery-looking device with a remote. The big secret was actually quite tiny. Amanda wet her lips and let her eyes drift closed as her head rolled back across his shoulder to a more appropriate position for sleeping.
That’s just what she wanted, and when she felt him strum his fingers through her still splayed open pussy, she murmured a protest and tried to close her legs. All she succeeded in doing was trapping his hand between her thighs.
“Come on, baby, wake back up. There’s a second feature to this film fest and I think you’re really going to dig this one.”
Ignoring his prod, she tried to roll away from him and off his lap instead.
“Oh, no you don’t.”
Knox caught her with an arm around her side, deftly slipping one finger deep inside her. Amanda’s eyes blinked open. His was an intrusion that couldn’t be ignored even if it was unwillingly enjoyed.
“Knox, I’m tired.”
“You’ll get over it.”
“I don’t want to get over it.”
Despite Amanda’s protest, she didn’t resist at all as he arranged her just as he wanted on his lap. Legs wide open, back tucked into his chest, his erection burrowed against her ass and that maddening finger still remai
ned buried inside her.
“Trust me, Amanda, this is worth staying up for.”
I bet.
“Now open your eyes and watch the new movie.”
Amanda sighed and opened her eyes. They went wide with shock and horror as she took in her own image reflected back at her. She could see herself in perfect intimate detail with Knox’s hand covering her mound. The contrast of his thick, denim-covered legs holding her soft, smooth-looking thighs wide and the tanned skin of his other hand, splayed out over her stomach, made her look weak, almost fragile in his grasp.
A vulnerable woman at the mercy of a very capable man, Amanda couldn’t take her gaze off the man staring back at her in the TV. Knox’s eyes promised all kinds of forbidden pleasures as they met hers on screen. The very promise in them had her skin flushing as they swept over her body. The intense need darkening his gaze left her breathless as her eyes collided with a second male gaze. Cody.
The other two Reese brothers had returned home. Two rough and tough-looking cowboys now watched as their brother put her body and pleasure on display for them. The reality of her situation staring her in vivid detail on the TV paralyzed her with the explosive combination of fear and out of control arousal.
Amanda didn’t have a chance to pick an emotion and follow through with the response. Knox’s finger rolled inside her, pressing along the sensitive walls until he hit her magic spot. Amanda bolted upright with electric shock as his finger began to vibrate at an unnatural speed. Ecstasy pulsed though her in rhythm too fast for her heart to keep pace.
She went wild under the impact of a release detonated not only by physical pleasure overwhelming her senses, but by the image of herself in the large screen. She watched through bleary eyes as she bucked and rode Knox’s finger, the two male bodies in the background a dark menace of things to come.
Even as the world came apart, she sought Jace’s eyes in the screen. Gone was her tender lover from this afternoon. A beast glowed in his eyes, savage and ruthless with need. The very promise of the threats in his gaze had her orgasm eclipsing its previous heights and sent her rocketing into the universe’s abyss.
Chapter 33
Amanda collapsed down onto Knox with a sigh. Damn, but she put on one wild show. Knox was tired of waiting for his turn. He’d put on the good boy act and charmed little Miss Johnson into her current submissive state. Wet, weak, in no condition to refuse the fucking he intended to give her, it was time to claim his prize. He just had to get his jeans undone.
It wasn’t an easy task. Hard and swollen, his cock had stretched the denim to the limit, making it an almost impossible task to work his zipper down without snagging anything Knox certainly didn’t want snagged now. The pressure became too much and the zipper ripped out of his fingers as it sped away under the force of his dick springing toward freedom.
Knox winced as the metal bit into the tender flesh at the base of his cock. As gingerly as he could, he worked his pants downward enough to give him all the freedom of movement he’d need to fuck the sweaty beauty draped over his legs.
Bent over as she was, Amanda unwittingly offered him the flushed, luscious bounty of her ass. He’d be tapping that delight for sure tonight, but right now his eyes traveled down the dark, shadowed crease leading down to the enticing folds of her swollen, pink pussy.
That pussy is mine. He bent forward, trying to lift Amanda up enough to get her on her knees. Instantly she balked, grumbling in annoyance as her arm blindly spiraled backward to smack at him. She sounded like she meant it this time, but there was no way in hell Knox intended to let her escape until he’d gotten his.
What Amanda needed was a little incentive to stay awake and he had about ten inches he wanted to give her. Ignoring her pathetic attempts to wiggle away from him, Knox lifted her by the hips and backed her right up onto his erection.
With one smooth thrust up, he embedded himself in the hottest, tightest little cunt he’d fucked in a long time. His eyes drifted closed and a moan escaped his lips as her greedy little sheath sucked in every hard inch he fed her. Her fingers molded around his calves, digging in until he felt the hard pinch of her nails through his jeans. Knox retaliated by penetrating her as deep as he could.
“Knox…I….I…” She panted as he settled his full length into her.
Knox watched her reaction to his invasion. Her arms wavered and lifted, bearing her weight as she forced her ass deeper into his lap, grinding against him. Wild and wanton, her image on the TV was pure seduction and Knox hesitated to admire it.
Dark hair curled and cascaded around her generous breasts. Flushed all pink with puckered little nipples, those glorious globes swelled and rose with each ragged breath as her stomach flexed with another rolling grind. Bent as she was, the shadow of her body blocked his view. With an annoyed growl, he jerked her straight up against his chest, exposing every inch of her to his eyes.
“Now isn’t this worth staying up for?”
Her mouth opened as if to respond, but the action fizzled out into another grinding roll of her hips. Knox teased her with his own upward twist of the hips.
“That’s what you want, isn’t it, baby?” He bit into her shoulder, eyes trained on his hands as they roved openly over the feminine banquet offered up before him. “You want a good fucking, don’t you?”
“Please.”
The whispered plea contrasted with the sharp bite of her fingers into his thighs. She tried to lever herself upward and bounce against his cock, but he held her down. Knox loved fucking, but this moment, this last enticing round of teasing addicted him. He dragged it out, savoring the feeling of a woman going wild from the inside out. Right now Amanda would give up all her secrets. With just a touch, he’d be able to tell what she liked by the way her little pussy clenched and pulsed around him.
“You like fucking, don’t you, baby girl?”
Oh, yeah. He felt the deep throb of her answer as she twisted in his arms.
“You like it even more when somebody is watching.”
Oooohhhh, yyyyyeaaah. The suckling response of her sheath to his statement had Knox’s eyes drifting closed. He wanted to tease her more, to make the velvety fist wrapped around his dick squeeze even tighter. The pressure intensifying in his balls choked him, drawing all his muscles dangerously tight.
Clenching almost painfully tight around his cock, she jerked with sudden ferocity. The velvety walls of her pussy convulsed in such deep spasms, Knox shuddered from the impact.
His groan drowned in Amanda’s scream. They were both under assault, and as his eyes lifted, he saw the culprit was Cody. His brother moved to join them. In the TV Knox watched as his brother bent to bury his head between Amanda’s splayed thighs.
The bastard was tonguing her clit and sending Knox right over the edge with her. Knox growled and took command of the situation. He wasn’t about to let his brother screw him out of his fucking.
* * * *
Amanda couldn’t take it anymore. She’d lost all sense of reality as Cody’s mouth lifted, leaving her clit throbbing in torment. Knox’s strong, hard hands gripped her hips, bouncing her hard and fast over the thick length of his cock. Even as she tried to gasp out her pleasure over the sudden grueling pace, Cody’s hands knotted in her hair, forcing her down over another hardened shaft.
It filled her mouth and reflexively she clamped down on it, sucking in mindless rhythm to the hand controlling her head. She had no will left to interject into the moment, but gave herself freely over to the demands of the two men and the pleasure.
Knox shifted behind her, for one blinding second he left her and Amanda cried out. Her denial melted into a moan as he lowered her ass onto the sticky cock waiting to fill her. He stretched her wide, impaling every delicious inch of his dick deep into her.
A glorious puppet trapped between two demanding men, Amanda gave herself over to her lovers’ ferocious savagery as both brothers pounded into her from either end. No mercy came as the demanding cowboys fucked her hard
and fast, right into insanity’s embrace. The universe erupted into a firestorm of ecstasy. Even as she felt the hot wash of Knox’s release, she forgot his and Cody’s existence and she gave herself over to the rapture. Like molten lava, it incinerated everything in its path, leaving her to twinkle back down toward earth as nothing more than ash.
That’s how she felt as she came back into her body, worn to dust and ready for rest, but this new reality she’d brazened into didn’t just come with one lover or even two. It came with three and she hadn’t even begun to satisfy one of her men. I might not be athletic enough for this.
She didn’t even have the energy to smile at her own joke. Amanda did manage to groan, though, when a set of hard hands lifted her up at the waist. Her whole body sieved on a ripple of pleasure as her ass clung tightly to the cock shrinking in its depths. With a pop, Knox slid free and she floated upward into the hard embrace of another man, Cody, and he was smirking down at her. Not good news for the tired and weary.
Amanda knew Cody well enough to know that look. He wanted to play, only she didn’t think she had the stamina left. The decision wasn’t up to her. Cody made it for her and she didn’t dare object as he put her in the position he wanted—kneeling on the couch.
Bent over, ass in the air, legs splayed, Amanda was glad to not be facing the television. She didn’t need her own image to haunt her now that she had Jace to keep her mesmerized. He lingered in the doorway, his eyes dark and trained on her with predatory intent. Slowly he straightened, starting to stroll toward her with a dangerous arrogance that made her arms tremble as her fingers bit into the back of the couch.
Balanced there on shaking limbs, Amanda barely recognized the grind of the coffee table’s wooden legs across the floor much less the tear and crinkle of a condom being pulled out. Her focus remained captivated by the man coming to a stop before her and the wonder of just what Jace planned to do to her.
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