Giddy Up

by Tilly Greene

  “There’s no rhyme or reason to what makes me happy, but they do.”

  “Try,” her father growled.

  “They care about me, Papa. The two of them put me and my needs above all else. As your child, my being in a good place should please you and Mama. I hope you find a way to see that and are happy for me. If not, then I’m sorry for your loss. I will always love and respect you both, but Ted and Matt fulfill me and my every dream. The life I’m choosing is exactly that, my choice.”

  Oddly, tears weren’t flowing down her face. She was minutes away from taking love by the balls and almost laughed at the picture popping up in her head of the image. No, she needed to finish this talk with her father then she could move on with her life.

  “You’re our daughter, Saki, our only child. Of course we’re upset and need time to figure a few things out. This was totally unexpected, but we’re family and that’s more important than disappointment. Good or bad, we’ll always love you.”

  “That’s good to hear,” she murmured. It sounded like the line between them was frazzled but not entirely disconnected.

  “We’ll talk again later, okay?”

  “I’ll call you at home next weekend. Is that all right?”

  “Yes, yes, fine,” he said with a stiff tone to the words.

  “Papa, I love you, both of you,” she offered with those tears sitting in the back of her throat. Nothing was resolved, but they were talking. She would hold onto the fact the lines remained open.

  “Love you, too. Be safe,” he said softly before hanging up.

  Releasing a sigh of relief, the hardest conversation she’d ever had to make was done, and she’d survived. From this point on, she was going to live as she wanted. The best was about to happen.

  There was only one thing she had to tell the two men, and that was where she was headed next. She was ready to move on from someone being taken care of to a woman in control of her own destiny. Her needs were important and she wouldn’t worry ever again what others thought about her choices.

  Being in a relationship with two men wasn’t the main issue. Being in love and loved was what truly mattered.

  “Enough of the hard stuff, it’s all good from here on out. Would you help me finish getting ready for my men?”

  “Of course I would. I’m getting good at the geisha thing,” Molly laughed as she picked up the black eyeliner and finished outlining her eyes. The only other makeup she wore was a bright red dot centered over her lips and more decorating her nipples.

  Sakura was excited about what the future would bring.

  “Putting your hair up in a simple bun with chopsticks holding it together looks much nicer than the stiff and structured hairdo we constructed last time. They’ll be able to run their fingers through your hair whenever they want.”

  “We had to do it before, but thankfully there’s no need to hide who I am this time. Instead of thinking I have only one night with them, I’m looking forward to a lifetime with my cowboys. Speaking of, are you still going to Jon’s for dinner?”

  “Yes, he wants to make me his version of the Sunday roast I cooked a couple of weeks ago. He said something about barbecuing buffalo and later he’ll show me a teepee he’s built. I’m sure it’ll be a fun evening.”

  “You like him, don’t you?” Sakura was sure she did, but wanted to hear her friend say it. There’d been plenty of late nights the couple had spent alone together, although she still wasn’t positive about how “together” they’d actually been.

  “I do. There’s something about him that makes me feel safe and secure.”

  “And wanted?” The other things were important, but to feel desired was something she hoped her friend could experience. The first time she and her men had been intimate together was almost a month ago. She still remembered how their interlude in the emergency shack had empowered her, boosting her confidence in the choices she was making.

  “Yes,” Molly confided with a growing grin.

  “Have you told him you’re planning to stay in Montana?”

  “No, if an opportunity pops up, I’ll tell him tonight.” Molly smiled big as she helped Sakura settle onto the floor and fussed with the kimono until it was laid out just right.

  “Who knows, maybe you’ll get more than a goodnight kiss.” It was a joke between them.

  Jon Black oozed raw sex appeal and yet he hadn’t attempted anything further than a kiss to her forehead while holding her hand. The man hadn’t said a word about wanting more. According to her friend, he seemed perfectly content to sit next to her while holding her hand.

  Apparently there’d been a few heated kisses, but only after Molly had kissed him first. She smiled while remembering their friend Sunny’s advice their first day in Gardiner. Nothing would happen until they took what they wanted.

  “It’s been nice not to rush into things, but yes, I’d like something more from him.”

  “I wonder if he’s more like Matt and Ted than we know. Actually, if he is, then hinting will accomplish nothing. Even a taste of intimacy won’t get you what you’re looking for—a seductive roll in the hay. What you have to do is tell him exactly what you want. Remember? Physically, you took your kisses, and that’s all you’ve ever shared. Actually, I bet he’ll give you only as much as you take.”

  Sakura understood the tact very well. She’d originally believed the time they’d spent together at the emergency shelter had opened the door to everything. They may not have had intercourse, but she’d believed what they’d done had shown both men how she wanted to spend more intimate time with them. Problem was, they took the interlude as a green light to have oral sex, but nothing more.

  Frustration was her middle name.

  Well, she’d learned her lesson the hard way, and was prepared to play the game their way tonight. The project she’d come to Montana to do was officially finished, which left her with only one objective. She was free to push on to the next stage of their relationship.

  Dressed as a geisha, she was prepared to tell them exactly what she wanted. She was ready to submit to their passion and hers, and bring them all together as one.

  “They’re most likely not prepared for something like this to happen, and I say that only because of the shelter incident. However, you must be prepared. Condoms are in your purse. Unless you’re ready to be a mom, use them. End of lecture. I’m on my way out. I’ll let them know they can come up.”

  “Thank you, Molly. Oh, wait,” Sakura called out from where she kneeled on the floor. “Don’t you forget to take some protection tonight. Who knows, Jon might hit the end of his rope. Hopefully all the lust I see in his dark eyes for you will be released like a raging wildfire.”

  “See you sometime tomorrow at the guest house.”

  “Okay, be safe, and enjoy.”

  “I will, and you as well,” Molly stated softly as she closed the door behind her.

  Much like the last time she’d dressed up as a geisha to seduce her man, she was excited to do the same tonight, for both her men. They had no idea what to expect other than she had a surprise for them.

  Sakura smiled at the sound of them making their way up the wooden steps. She was looking right at the double door as they opened it and came to a stop. The surprise on their faces was exactly what she’d wanted to see. Well, that and the hard-ons they sported. Those were the best of all greetings.

  “Fucking hell!”

  “Shit!”

  “Konnichiwa, cowboys.” It had been naughty the first time she’d said it to Matt, but saying it to the two of them turned her on further. It solidified in her mind what they were to her. They were going to be a mated trio, a family, and the only part left was for her to tell them about the future she wanted with them both.

  Chapter Nine

  “Well now, howdy, princess,” Ted offered with surprise and a dirty grin spreading across his face.

  “I’m happy my sexy little geisha made it all the way to the Big W.” Matt’s words matched his
smile and helped ease any nervous excitement she had in moving forward with them. They were meant to be together.

  “Gentlemen, we need to talk about what happens next. We’ve worked and played with each other. I feel like I know you intimately, even though we haven’t had intercourse, and I respect you both because you haven’t pushed me. However, if I’m honest and I am nothing but, I wish you had.” She shook her head and wondered where the comment had come from, but she already knew and went on before anything else came to mind.

  “You two are what I want. All of this and more is what I want. With you two, every day is an adventure. Despite the excitement, both good and bad, the ranch is where I’d like to settle down and start the next phase of my life. I think it’s a good place for a family to grow and expand. With you two and me, it feels like home.”

  “Expand?”

  “What are you saying, Sakura?” Matt started to move closer, but she quickly put her hand up to stop him. She wasn’t done. There was still some stuff she needed to say out loud. She wanted them to know where she stood in their relationship. From this point on no one would tell her what to do. They would make the decisions together.

  “Please, listen to me.” She smiled at the confused and yet pleased look both men wore. They’d talk about children later. She was happy to know they were all interested in having them at some point, just not yet. They all weren’t ready to travel that road and she wanted them to be on the same page when they did. Soon, though, she could feel a desire to move on in that way as well.

  “Now the project is officially finished, I’m here for myself and I’d like to stay with you, as your woman. Really, it’s simple. I love you both very much, and can’t imagine going back to living the way I used to. The life I was living wasn’t the one I wanted or chose, but the one my parents planned for me.” The smiles on their faces were all the assurance she needed to go on.

  “I’m going to start a consultancy business and the three of us will be together, as one. I put my heart and pleasure into your capable hands and will always fulfill your desires, except for one. Your club. I’m all for experimenting with what gives us all pleasure. Toys, bondage, bring them on. In fact, I’m looking forward to it. However, others joining in? That would be no, not ever.”

  “Good,” claimed Ted as he walked over and helped her stand up. “We aren’t about to share you with anyone else, either. There was a time when it turned us on to watch someone else pleasure our partner, but you’re different. You’re not a fuck buddy. You’re special and we couldn’t handle it without hurting the other guy who touched you.”

  “We’re done with the club. You’re the only one we want or need in our bed,” Matt stated as he moved to stand behind her. “You picked the perfect night to wear your geisha stuff. Go ahead, Ted, show Sakura the brand we had made for her.”

  “Brand? Isn’t that what’s burned onto an animal? I love you both, but I won’t have your names tattooed on my backside or burned into my flesh. No way,” she assured them, although wondered if the ink bit was true. She’d seen a few done well, artistically interesting tattoos.

  Maybe…no. They’re nice for others, but it wasn’t for her.

  “Yes, it’s a brand, but nothing like those. This one is special. It’s a cowboy’s love brand to seal our hearts with yours. No burning, it’s a piece of jewelry we had made for your clit ring,” Ted added as he held out his hand for her to see what was draped over his fingers.

  There was a set of at least six gold chains of various lengths dangling from a small clip with their ranch’s distinctive W’s and bells attached to each length.

  “It’s beautiful, delicate.” She ran her finger over the delicate strands and let them drip away with a jingle. Sakura gave the bundle a little shake to hear the sound again. “They make an exquisite tinkling jingle.”

  “With this brand, we are marking you as belonging to us, to the Big W Ranch,” Matt said with quiet confidence and ran his finger softly down her neck. “You belong to us, with us. This brand will help us hear you and, at the same time, encourage your passion to rise to the surface.”

  “I don’t need help with that, I’m already ready for your attention.”

  “Remember our night in Osaka and the comb you wore with bells on it? Every move we made had them ringing and I liked hearing them as we played.”

  Matt reached out and let the gold strands drip down his finger, ending with a jingle. “Later, once I was back here I’d be hard as a rock just holding the comb. I wanted you so fucking bad. Since you pierced this adorable nub, we decided bells were called for to make sure when we hear you coming, we’re hard and ready to please you.”

  “Will you put the brand on for me?” Sakura stood completely still as Matt untied her obi then removed it from around her waist, and turned to place it on the chair. She was glad to have left the shoes and socks behind. They weren’t part of the sexy image she wanted to share with them on that particularly special night.

  Reaching up, she pulled the chopsticks from her hair, letting the inky blackness fall around her shoulders. The last item to go was her kimono and the silken bag filled with condoms.

  “Shit, Matt, you were right. The red painted nipples are fucking hot.”

  Matt put his hands under her breasts and strummed the hard tips with his thumbs. They grew harder and seemed to stand out further from her chest. It made her want to thrust them out for more attention from his hands and hoped his mouth wouldn’t take long to follow.

  She enjoyed being at the center of her men’s attention, especially when it was with their passionate natures at the forefront. They adored every part of her body and made it easy for her to see she was perfectly formed, for them and her.

  Ted kneeled in front of her—she wanted whatever he offered. When he leaned forward, his hot breath teased her pussy, and it quivered with need. She could feel moisture, the proof of her excitement, start to pool.

  Reaching out, she braced herself with her hands on his head as he teased the excited flesh with his tongue. She didn’t trust her legs to hold her up under their pleasurable assault.

  There he was, exactly where she wanted him. His mouth was in the right place with the perfect pressure and she wanted to hold him there until she came. An orgasm was hovering for a release and she wasn’t ready for him to go when he pulled his mouth away. With one last flick from his tongue, he fastened the brand onto her ring.

  A few seconds passed before he let the chains go and she was lost. The weight from the gold piece pulled gently on her nub and was beyond anything she’d ever experienced. It was delightful and wicked at the same time. Thrilled by the sentiment behind their gift worked on her heart, everything else had her lust fired up.

  All she wanted to do was explode with a moan.

  “Are you all right?” Ted sounded worried and draped the strands over a finger, lifting them up.

  With one move he took the erotically loving burden from her excited bundle of nerves. She wanted the chains back. They weren’t heavy, but had enough weight to be electrifying. The delicate brand pulled deliciously on her clit and brought her needs for gratification immediately to the surface.

  “No, I mean yes, yes, everything is fine. The chains are not at all how I imagined. They put my clit on high alert, ensuring I knew something spectacular was about to happen. It’s utterly luscious.” She moaned as he let them go again.

  The slim gold chains, charms, and bells clinked together, resulting in a delightful tune. They knocked gently against her pussy and upper thighs, ratcheting up her desire even further. She thought it was impossible to be more excited, but it wasn’t because she was ready to take control if they didn’t.

  Wanting to feel it all, she stepped around the men, walked to the far side of the room, and back again. Sakura suddenly stopped, positive she was about to come after taking a short walk.

  “It’s utterly divine! I’ll wear your brand with pride and passion,” she told them, eager to take their relationship
to the next level. There was only one thing holding her back and that was the desire for them to lead.

  “You always look pretty, delightfully tasty, and I must get inside your sweet heat.” Ted shared his intentions as he tugged his boots off, then started pulling off his t-shirt and unbuttoning his jeans.

  While she looked on, Matt joined his brother and started stripping off his clothes as well. It was only once they were all naked she fully understood what was about to happen. Sakura wasn’t scared of what they were about to do, she was excited to finally have them both.

  They were going to be one and she was eager to get started.

  Because they stood back and watched her, she knew one more thing was needed before they would take the last step to her. Without waiting, she made her way to the bed. She was ready to give them the words they needed to hear in order to get what she wanted—them.

  “Would both of you please join me on the bed? Let’s make love. I want you to fill me, take me, possess me and then we will finally be one.” Sakura climbed up onto the bed and waited for them. The only delay before they surrounded her was the time it took for Matt to roll on a condom.

  Matt came over to the bed and kissed her, slipping his tongue between her parted lips, and tangling it with hers. Ted settled between her legs and slid a finger inside her eager heat. They were giving her exactly what she wanted and lay there enjoying every bit of their attention.

  The rest of her life was definitely looking better than it ever had before.

  She was diverted from their kiss when Matt, with Ted’s help, moved her body until she straddled him. As she slowly, seductively, sunk down over his hard cock, she couldn’t help where her mind traveled. Possibly because of the pseudo geisha attire she’d worn earlier, she was suddenly reminded of their first night together.

  Matt hadn’t been able to bury his rod inside her pussy that night because of the law in Japan, and yet it had still been memorable. Her night dressed as a geisha had been unique, the most special she’d had up until this one. Together they were going to make even more extraordinary memories.