Just as those thoughts crossed his mind, she bounded into the house and wrapped her arms around him and kissed him. “Hey, kitten, good day at work I take it?” he said as he shifted and placed her so she was now sitting on his lap. She bounced up and down like a child when she spoke about what she did and how she heard about old man Winters and his Bigfoot stories. She thought it was the funniest thing, but thought that maybe he was just lonely and made the stories up. However, Cash knew the truth and it was that the old man was a few beers short of a six-pack. He just smiled, loving that she was getting some life back into her. She eventually got up after giving him a kiss on the cheek and bounced to the fridge and started cooking something that looked like a chicken stir-fry. She filled him in on the information about the CIA coming in a couple days and would see what they should do after that. Riley served them dinner, and all three of them sat around the table to eat what she had cooked.
“This is good, kitten. So I made a small list of people coming, and it looks like it is about thirty to forty people. So we can still cater the barbeque if you want,” Cash stated as he shoved more food into his mouth.
Riley was amused that both the men ate so much But she was more concerned with the staggering amount of people coming. She wondered if they, too, would they eat just like her men. She was told that it was family and a few friends, not the whole town. However, Cooper and Cash did tell her that they came from a very large family. She told them she would take care of it all and started on her list. She loved to cook and bake. Now she had the opportunity to do it for a massive amount of people. Once she was happy with the food items she was going to make, she needed to find out about arrangements to get the items.
“Okay, so I am done with the list and it is a lot. Thank you guys for letting me do this. It is going to be great. You’re not going to regret it one bit. I am going to go take a shower then head up to bed. Gotta work in the morning.” And with that, Riley left the living room and headed upstairs to shower.
“Hot damn, shower time,” was all Cooper said while he ran up the stairs to follow Riley as his clothes started flying, and Cash followed behind. Riley was aware that the men would want to shower with her and smiled as she purposely hurried and started soaping up her body, making sure the suds lingered on her breasts when they opened the door.
“Fuck, now that’s what I am talking about, darlin’, you wet and covered in bubbles.” As Cooper came in behind her and grabbed to sponge and started helping her wash her back, Cash took the opportunity and rewashed her breasts, paying extra special attention to her nipples. Once she was clean, he moved his hand lower to her belly, then her hips, down her legs and to her feet. On his way back up, he paid special attention to the inside of her thigh and lifted her leg.
“Have I told you how much I love your bare, pink little pussy, baby? I can see and taste everything.” Cash took that moment to slip his tongue out and lick between her slits.
Breathless, Riley replied, “I didn’t like shaving there, so I had it lasered all off.” Cash kept up his pursuit of her pussy while Cooper took that moment to cup her breast and pull on her nipples. Riley was left with the desperation to come and hunger for them inside her again. She was not as sore as she was that morning, but now she needed them. “Please, Cash,” she begged while Cash started to push a finger into her already-wet pussy as he sucked her clit into his mouth. The feel of his talented mouth was unmistakably the most amazing thing she had felt before. He had a wicked tongue and knew how to use it on her. Riley threw her head back and reveled in the feel of both men’s mouths on her. Riley took that moment to hold onto Cash with her sore hand gripping his hair and grasp Cooper with her better hand around his growing cock. “I want your cock in my mouth, Coop.”
“Damn, darlin’, that feels good, and I want to fuck that delectable mouth of yours, but let Cash make you fly first.” And with that Cash added a second finger and reached her sweet spot and rubbed while sucking hard on her clit. Riley screamed her release as her first orgasm spun through her. Cash smiled wickedly up at her like he just stole a cookie from the cookie jar. Taking slow breaths, Riley went to bend down to take Cooper into her mouth, but Cash bent her over instead at the waist. Riley took a tentative lick of his cock as it leaked a drop of pre-cum. Running her tongue around the purplish mushroom head, she opened her mouth and took him in. Moving his cock in and out, she rolled her tongue around the length of him while he was near her lips before hollowing her checks and sucking him to the back of her throat. Taking a breath, Riley plunged him into her mouth and swallowed, allowing him to go all the way to the back of her throat. Riley loved this, as she actually did not have a gag reflex.
“Fuck, baby, yeah, just like that. Fuck, you took all of me. Yeah, suck me off,” Cooper said, praising her. She felt Cash move behind her and position her. He lined his cock up to her now-drenched cunt and thrust into her, making her shoot forward and suck Cooper’s cock to the back of her throat again. She loved the fact that he knew that she like it hard. She moaned as her pussy burned from his width, and he waited until her body adjusted to his size before moving again. He took slow, steady thrusts, trying to make sure she came first. Both men always made sure she got her pleasure before theirs. However, she wanted Cooper now, and doubled her efforts, moving her hand up and slowly squeezing his balls in her other hand. He groaned and threw his head back. She could feel him getting ready to come as he pulled harder on her hair, and his balls tightened in her hands. When she hollowed in her cheeks again, he called out her name as his hot cum shot down the back of her throat. She loved the way he tasted. She released him from her mouth and licked the tip to make sure she got every last drop.
“Fuck, Coop, push her over for me, man. She is squeezing my cock off. I can’t hold it.” Cash was really pounding into her now that she had released Cooper cock from her mouth. Cooper leaned over her body and started rubbing her clit back and forth, adding pressure, and then Cash bumped her cervix again and she was lost, crying out their names. Cash pumped two more times and found his own release inside of her. As she slowed down her breathing, Cooper helped hold her up and started washing her again. She relished the feel of their touch as they both took care of her. Cash turned off the shower and pulled out a super white, fluffy towel and started drying her off. Cooper pulled a smaller one out and started to dry off her hair.
“Well, darlin’, I say you looked thoroughly fucked and ready for bed.” All Riley could do was giggle at the thought as Cooper picked her up and carried her into the room before placing her in the middle of the bed, climbing in next to her. Cash climbed in on the other side and pulled her closer to him. She wiggled her ass next to him while keeping her head on Cooper’s chest. Soon she could hear their soft snores. It was funny to her how life was slowly turning around, and she was thankful she ended up in Lucky. Now to make sure she stayed was going to be her biggest challenge in the coming days.
Chapter Eight
The following weeks were the best Riley had had in a long time. She worked, they made love, and she was happy. Now Riley was looking forward to planning a party in a couple of weeks. She decided to put off the shopping until the Wednesday before the party and just work on the menu. She went to work with Cooper, making sure she gave Cash a kiss good-bye before she left. She had finally given up the notion that she was going to leave. She would stay as long as they would have her. She was starting to fall in love with the men and she felt like she had come home. She didn’t want to tell them yet, because, honestly, she didn’t know if she would be able to stay once the CIA came into town at any time. She would make the most of it while she was here right now.
Work was nothing exceptional, except that a few people came and introduced themselves to her. She found that Samantha, or Sam, owned a small boutique in town that sold scented soaps, lotions, and perfumes that were all natural. She said she would stop by one day and check it out and maybe even have some lunch with her. Old man Winters stopped by as well, telling her all
about the Sasquatches and how she could call them out, and they communicated through marks on trees. It turned out he was not as old as she had thought as he ran a website that offered tours to those who want to research Bigfoot. Apparently, that was how a lot of people made money in town, through the various tourists. It was just so bizarre to her, but she loved it.
Soon it was time for her to leave, and Cheddar Bob came in. He again asked to take her out for dinner or even to bring her lunch. His persistence was cute, but she knew it was just a crush. She would laugh everything off and give him a small hug or kiss on the cheek to comfort his hurt feelings.
Dinner was simple spaghetti, and all three of them went to bed, her men making loving to her again and again until she felt like her legs would not move. She had never been so sated in all her life and loved it.
Another day came, and this time Sam had called and offered to take her to lunch. Since Cooper was out in a call dealing with broken fences and lost cattle, and the sheriff was on the phone and waved her off, she went. She was happy to have some girl time. She found out Sam was a twin to a brother named Milo, who was in the military. They both were originally from Florida. Sam went off to college and graduated, but in the end she was not happy being an accountant. She had called her aunt, who suggested she come out here, and she ended up loving it and stayed. She found her passion for making the most wonderful female products. She joked that all they needed now was a good spa that women could go to, preferably one attached to a lingerie shop. It seemed that a lot of men spent plenty of money in town on their women, but the women had nowhere they could shop.
Sam spoke about her past relationships, where she two had been with two men, however it did not work out. She still was in love with them, but in the end both men chose a career over her. Sam did long to find someone, but said she would wait for now and see if Mr. Right would just walk through her door. The girls joked about their various sexual escapades.
Lunch went by quick, and soon she found herself back at work. Cooper had not returned from his call out to one the ranches, and the sheriff was nowhere to be found. Riley sat down and started filing the reports that were left of the desk. The door rang, and Riley looked up to a very pissed off Cash.
“Where the hell were you? I tried calling you on the cell and here. Cooper is out on a damn call and the damn sheriff is gone. There is no one here with you. I agreed you could take this job as long as someone was here to watch you, and you ran off without a damn care in the world. Now where the fuck did you go?” Cash was screaming hostilely as he approached Riley, who was now backed against the wall of the office.
“I can do whatever the hell I want, Cash Jackson! But for your information, I went to lunch with Sam. It was nothing big, but I went there and came right back. So don’t go getting your panties all in a twist. No one is going to get me in here.”
“Kitten, you’re skating on thin ice. I have had just about enough and should put you over my knee and watch that tight ass turn bright pink and hot under my hand for not listening to me and Cooper. Then maybe you would think twice before putting yourself in any danger again.” Cash knew he was hanging on by a thread. His heart had stopped when he had not been able to get a hold of her, and he knew Coop was out on a call.
“You wouldn’t dare spank me. You talk a big talk, Cash, but you have used this line on me before and you haven’t once followed through. So go blow it out your ass.” Riley knew she shouldn’t be baiting him, but she had had enough of him telling her what she could and couldn’t do. As soon as the thought popped into her head, Cash was on her and dragging her into the sheriff’s office and locking the door.
“Oh, kitten, now you have done it.” Then the next thing Riley knew, she was being turned around, facing the desk, and Cash worked on the button of her jeans.
Cash was well aware that Riley was pushing her luck, but he was more than happy to play. He did warn her, and his palm twitched with anticipation of heating her ass up good. The stunt she pulled with her leaving and just now had earned her ten good spankings.
“Riley, I need you to know that I would do anything to keep you safe. This is a reminder that every time you don’t listen, I will spank your ass. Now bend over and don’t move, and you are not allowed to come until I tell you.”
And with that, Riley bent over the desk and held still. She knew he was worried and then threw it back in his face.
The excitement of being spanked had some sort of appeal to her, as she read about it in books but never experienced it. She was not one for pain, but she knew neither Cooper nor Cash would actually hurt her. The first smack came at her with a surprise. It hurt, but not as badly as she feared. Cash rubbed the area after each hit, but by the third smack she was feeling the pain morph into pleasure as it radiated down into her now-aching sex. She never knew that this pain could be so damn erotic and hot.
By the tenth smack, Riley was moaning after each one. Cash felt the zipper of his denim jeans creating an imprint on his cock. He leaned over and whispered into Riley’s ear, “You did great, kitten, but now I am going to fuck you, and you can come now.” He let his words penetrated Riley’s mind, while he lowered his zipper, and then he was inside her. Cash started a slow, rhythmic movement, grinding his hips when he was seated fully inside her. He could feel Riley quicken with pleasure as her walls started to grip him tight. Cash was aware that Riley was getting close as her breathing patterns increased and she panted with need, need for him. He started a punishing pounding rhythm as their bodies collided. It was the last of his control. He never thought Riley would let him spank her, as she seemed so timid and shy, but she accepted it without any hesitations. The fact that she submitted to him made his cock strain with need. The sensations started to build at the base if his spine, and his balls drew up. He reached around Riley’s body and pinched her clit as she shattered, squeezing his cock for every last drop, and he exploded, spreading his seed as it coated the inside of her. Now a very sated and satisfied Riley lay sprawled out on the sheriff’s desk, trying to catch her breath.
“That was fucking incredible, baby,” Cash said as he lifted her off the desk and turned her to kiss her lips. He deepened the kiss as she wrapped her arms around his neck. “You doing okay now?”
Riley was cute as she was only able to nod her head. Cash reached over to the box of tissues and cleaned Riley up to remove the evidence of their recent lovemaking. He heard the door to the office ring as he finished zipping up his pants.
Once Riley was able to get her bearings on everything after her tryst with Cash in the sheriff’s office, she needed to get back to work. Straightening her clothes, she laughed when Cash insisted she leave first. Standing in the door was a very confused Cheddar Bob. He smiled at her and sent a small scowl at Cash.
“I’ll see you at home, kitten. Have a good day,” Cash said and kissed the top of her head as he turned to leave.
Riley blushed with the full knowledge that she had been caught with her hand in the cookie jar, or in this case sexing it up on the sheriff’s desk in the middle of the day. Cooper showed up about a half hour later with a shit-eating grin on his face.
“So, darlin’, how was lunch?”
She knew full well what he was talking about. He and Cash had talked to each other. She did her best, but all she could do was laugh and then put her head in her hands to hide her embarrassment.
“Oh, baby, don’t hide. I just wish I was the first to break in the desk. Maybe later, if I’m a good boy, or you’re a naughty girl, we can try the chair?” Cooper said as he wiggled his eyebrows up and down. Man, for someone so damn hot, he was cocky, too. The rest of the day went smoothly, and the two of them headed home.
The next week held many issues for her. Cooper did not work as deputy and needed to help Cash with the cattle and horses. She, however, wanted to go to work. She offered to drive herself, but that didn’t go to well and a small fight erupted about them bossing her around, but they made it up to her twice after the spankin
gs for having a dirty mouth. She was going to have to sanitize the table when she got home. The thought made her laugh. In the end, Cooper took her in with the orders she would call when the CIA agents came in, and both Cooper and Cash would be there. The beginning of the week was slow and Riley was able to catch up on paperwork that had been left unattended for the last six months.
A little after one on Wednesday, two gentlemen walked into the sheriff’s office while she was making a fresh pot of coffee. She found after the first day, if she kept the coffee hot and fresh, with a couple of treats laid out, the sheriff was not as bad as he was when she had started. He just grunted to her here and there, which was fine with her, as he was as grizzly as a bear with poison ivy on his ass. She just had made sure Cheddar Bob kept his hands off her chocolate Kisses enough to share with the rest of them. “Can I help you, gentlemen?” Riley asked in her most professional voice.
“Good afternoon, ma’am. I am Special Agent Anthony Parrish, and this is Special Agent Parker Aston from the CIA, and we’re here to speak with Sheriff Rob Morris.” He held out his identification for Riley to see. Riley gasped as it was finally happening. She smiled and told them she would be right back and got the sheriff from the office. He followed her out the front desk and spoke with both men.
“Riley, why don’t you call Cooper and Cash and tell them to come on in, and when they get here, put the closed sign up and come on back to the meeting room.” The sheriff looked at her for once with what looked like kind eyes. She agreed and called her men. Cheddar Bob came in as well to help cover the front phone in case someone called in an emergency.
About fifteen minutes later, the men pulled up in front of the office, closing and locking the door behind them. Cooper was the first to grab her and hold her. She finally felt like she could breathe again. “It’s okay, baby. We got you, and as soon as this is behind us, we can move forward,” Cooper whispered, kissing the top of her head. Cash grabbed her other hand and held it as she walked into the room where the CIA agents were. They sat around the small conference room table and made introductions.
Just Her Luck [Lucky, Montana] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) Page 7