The Sinful 7 of Delite, Texas 4: Double Infiltration (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  “I’m still in awe of that. Bringing in some of the techniques you used in the field are great. Monte said there’s never any interference or problems receiving messages.”

  “That’s right. It’s saved a lot of us from getting our ass shot off,” Richie replied, and Susanna chuckled. She took a deep breath.

  “I’m confident in both of your capabilities. Monte can’t say enough good things about you guys. I just have one concern.”

  “Concern?” Carl repeated.

  She looked them both over. They were big. They were tough and sexy men. Lots of women found them attractive. Her concern was their interest in Juliet.

  “I noticed that the two of you seem interested in Juliet. I also saw you follow her down into the basement earlier by the bar.” She directed her comment toward both men but ended with her eyes on Richie. He squinted his eyes at her. He was tough, but respectful. She didn’t want to go beyond her boundaries here, but she needed clarification.

  “We do our job, and any personal interests won’t interfere, Susanna,” Richie snapped back at her.

  She took a deep breath and released it. Hadn’t dealing with BJ and Monte prepared her for dealing with men like this? They were used to being in charge and definitely used to submissive women.

  “I’m not saying that, so please do not misconstrue what I am stating. Juliet is young, like my cousins. She’s twenty-two and has had a tough time. Like most of us, I guess. She can’t be pushed or manipulated. I’m her guardian, for lack of a better term. I will protect her with whatever I have, just like I will for the other Dixie Chix.”

  “We have nothing but good intentions, Susanna,” Carl began to say.

  “She’s a grown woman. We care about her and want to get to know her better. We won’t push her, but you should know better than anyone what kind of men we are,” Richie replied.

  “If you’re anything like your cousins, then please slow down. If you care, then you’ll do just that.”

  “Understood.”

  There was a knock at the door, and Carl opened it up. There was Monte and BJ.

  “What the hell is going on in here?” BJ asked. Susanna raised her eyebrows then looked at Carl and Richie.

  “You see what I mean?”

  They laughed.

  “We got it, Susanna. Good night, all,” Richie stated. He and Carl shook their cousins’ hands then exited the room. Monte closed the door as BJ stalked toward Susanna.

  “What was that all about?” he asked her.

  “Nothing.” She began to stand up straight after leaning back against her desk, but BJ wrapped an arm around her waist and hoisted her up against him.

  “Hey.”

  “Hey yourself, woman. When I ask you a question, you best answer it.”

  He gave her a squeeze.

  “I was just going over the surveillance.”

  “And?” Monte chimed in, standing next to her. She looked at him and debated telling them.

  “I wanted to know their intentions with Juliet. That’s all.”

  BJ lifted her up so that she straddled his waist.

  He squeezed her ass hard.

  “Ouch!”

  “You stay out of it. It’s their mission, their quest in landing Juliet.”

  “Landing Juliet? Mission?” she questioned.

  “Enough meddling, woman. You got your own men to please and conquer.” BJ covered her mouth and kissed her hard. When he finally released her lips, she was nearly panting.

  “Juliet will come around, just like you did.”

  “Just like I did?”

  “Sure, baby. Like the fact that you only recently admitted that you love both of us,” BJ teased.

  “You think you landed me, conquered me?” she asked with attitude, and both men laughed as they nodded.

  “I think you’re the ones who were conquered.” She reached down and grabbed BJ’s ass.

  His eyes widened, and then he gave her that intense sheriff look he liked to use to intimidate.

  “You’re feeling awfully frisky. I think we best get back to our place now. Right, Monte?”

  “I don’t think it can wait, BJ.” Monte walked toward the office door and locked it.

  In a flash, BJ turned her around and pressed her over the desk so her ass was pointed up into the air. He lifted her skirt and smoothed his hand along each cheek. She was utterly aroused as the cream dripped from her pussy.

  She felt his fingers push up into her pussy, and she grabbed on to the desk as she moaned out loud. He continued to thrust his fingers in and out of her. Her lips were parted as she gasped for air, each thrust heightening her arousal and bringing her closer to orgasm. She felt the fingers against her cheek, and as she opened her eyes while BJ continued to thrust his fingers into her pussy, she saw Monte’s cock fisted in his hand.

  She opened her mouth, prepared to taste him. She licked her lips as he touched the tip of it to her lips.

  BJ pulled his fingers from her pussy then spread her legs farther apart.

  She gasped.

  “We’ll show you landed and conquered.”

  Monte pressed his cock between her lips just as BJ thrust his cock into her pussy from behind. She moaned and tried to adjust to their sensual assault.

  She loved them all right, and they did conquer and land her, but she would be the last to admit that to these two soldiers.

  * * * *

  Juliet was getting ready to leave. Everyone was gone except for Susana, BJ, and Monte. She saw Monte and BJ head upstairs a few minutes ago. She would wait for them to give her a ride home. She grabbed her bag when she heard the door to the staff room open.

  “Hey, do you need a ride?” Carl asked as he held the door open.

  “I don’t think so. Isn’t Susanna coming down now?” she asked.

  “I doubt it. We’ll give you a ride. Do you have everything?” Richie asked.

  “I should call upstairs and let Susanna know.”

  “She’ll know. I think she’s busy.” Carl winked, and it hit her. BJ and Monte cornered Susanna in her office again.

  Juliet shook her head then nibbled her lower lip as she gripped her backpack.

  “I can carry that for you,” Carl offered.

  “That’s okay. I got it.”

  They turned off the lights and headed out into the parking lot. That’s when she noticed that Richie had driven his classic Corvette to work.

  They opened the doors, and Carl went to push the seat forward when they noticed the boxes taking up the very small backseat.

  “Shit. I forgot that I told Chad he could put the mugs for the firehouse event in here. We’re supposed to help set up on Friday.”

  Juliet turned to look at the building.

  “I can see if Susanna is ready to go.”

  “No, don’t be silly. We can fit in the front together.” Carl pressed the lever on the seat to push it back as far as the boxes would allow. It made a little more room, but now she would be sitting on Carl’s lap. That would kill her resolve.

  “Come on and get in,” Richie stated firmly, and she waited for Carl to get into the seat. He took her bag and placed it in the back with the boxes.

  She held her skirt as she maneuvered between Carl’s long, rock-solid thighs. She thought she would die at the sensation of how hard and muscular they felt.

  He wrapped his arm around her waist, and she felt his erection stick into her spine.

  “Sorry, baby,” he whispered against her ear.

  He reached for the door and closed it.

  “Lean back, baby, and I’ll hold you. I don’t think the seat belt is an option.”

  Juliet tried to remain calm, but now she was stuck in a very enclosed space with two men that knew how to make her body react to them.

  She adjusted her hips and tried shifting onto Carl’s lap, but it was no use. She had to remain leaning back against him with her head resting on his upper shoulder.

  She jerked a moment when she felt Carl’s la
rge, warm hand press against her belly. His arm was over her breast, and she was immediately on fire.

  “You okay?” Richie asked, and she nodded.

  It was silent a few moments until Carl moved his head to the side so he could look at her face.

  “I missed you today.”

  She lifted up in time for him to press his lips against her own. His free hand came up and held her throat and face so he could gain better access with his tongue. He was kissing her with gusto, and she fell into the groove of his technique and the thrusting of his tongue.

  His other hand roamed up over her breast, and she moaned into his mouth.

  “So fucking beautiful, Juliet. Let Carl taste you, baby. Let him have this time with you,” Richie stated as he continued to drive the car. He was close to her, too. The small compartment of the car brought them intimately close.

  Carl lowered her to the side slightly to gain better access to her body. Her head rested partially between his arm and the window.

  He squeezed her breast then pinched her nipple.

  “Oh.” She pulled from his mouth and moaned.

  “So beautiful. God, baby, you’re sexy.” He kissed her chin, her neck, then lower. She felt his tongue delve between the valley, and she wanted more of his touch.

  He used his free hand to press against her thigh then move up her skirt.

  The reality of how fast this was going hit her as she grabbed his wrist. He had thick, muscular wrists.

  “Let him pleasure you. Don’t resist, Juliet. You’re going to be ours,” Richie stated firmly.

  For some strange reason, she acquiesced and loosened her hold on Carl’s hand, allowing him control.

  He kissed her mouth again and plunged his tongue between her teeth. She kissed him back and then felt him thrust his hips up, his erection pressed between her ass cheeks.

  She moaned into his mouth then felt his fingers touch her wet panties.

  Her hips moved by their own resolve. She was too turned on to care right now. She wanted more. She needed to come so badly.

  “Open for him,” Richie demanded. He was the leader, the boss, and the one in charge. Carl just kept working her body and giving her more and more pleasure.

  He pushed the material aside and pressed his thumb to her clit. She pulled her mouth from his.

  “Oh God, Carl.”

  “Let him in, baby. Let him in,” Rich stated, and she gasped as she felt the long, thick finger push up into her sopping-wet pussy.

  She adjusted her position so that Carl could gain better access with his fingers. He was strong and panting next to her neck as he finger-fucked her with one hand then lifted her shirt and played with her breast with his other hand. He was pushing, pulling, thrusting, and she was losing control.

  The car stopped, and she exploded, screaming her release.

  The side door opened, it was dark, and they were on the side of a road or parking lot. She hadn’t a clue as she tried to gain her bearings.

  “Fuck, I need to taste her. I can’t wait to taste you, baby. Turn her around,” Richie stated firmly.

  Carl turned in the seat. With strong arms and legs he adjusted her so that her legs were over his thighs. His fingers were still embedded between her folds, and now Richie was kneeling on the ground by the side of the car.

  He pulled her face toward him and kissed her hard on the mouth. He ravaged her mouth and plunged his tongue inside, driving her wild with desire. Carl pumped his fingers, and she came again and again.

  Richie released her lips only for Carl’s to take their place. Carl plunged his tongue inside her mouth, and she reached up to hold his cheek as she kissed him back.

  She felt her skirt move higher, then suddenly a hot, wet tongue swiped across her pussy lips. Carl pulled his fingers from her flesh, and Richie replaced them with his tongue. He ate at her, licked, sucked, and nibbled her clit as she writhed and wiggled, thrust up and down.

  She felt Richie’s fingers replace his tongue, and then he swiped her cream down over her puckered hole. Oh please, yes, touch me there. I always wanted to be touched there. But no, it’s too erotic, too wild.

  She was so aroused and wet his thick, hard finger penetrated her hole while his other fingers pushed into her pussy. He filled her then pumped his fingers faster into her.

  “Fuck, Juliet, you’re so wet and hot for us aren’t you, baby? You’re amazing.” Richie continued to pump fingers into both holes.

  “Oh God!” she screamed as Carl released her lips and pressed his hand down her shirt to pull out a breast from confinement. He squeezed and pinched her breast and nipple.

  “Show me. Show me how fucking hard her nipples are.” Richie practically growled the words.

  Carl tilted her breasts upward, and then she felt him thrust his fingers deeply as he licked her nipple with his tongue, then sucked part of her breast into his mouth and pulled on the nipple with his teeth.

  “Oh!” She screamed her release and pumped her hips with his fingers until she couldn’t take any more.

  She was panting, trying to catch her breath as she felt Richie’s fingers ease gently from her ass and pussy and place her skirt over her thighs. Carl fixed her top. She was content in Carl’s arms as he kissed her cheeks and her shoulder while he fixed her top.

  Richie leaned closer to her lips.

  “Open your eyes, Juliet.” His hands moved under her skirt. His fingers gripped her thighs gently.

  She locked gazes with him.

  “This is only the beginning.”

  Chapter 5

  The Dixie Chix sucked it up, got up early, and arrived at the Delite firehouse to help set up for their spring fundraising fair. Richie and Carl smiled as they saw Juliet carrying a box of items from Susanna’s car.

  Two firefighters smiled down at her and took the box. The one guy, Evan, placed the box on his hip and started talking with her. Juliet shyly looked down. Whatever the asshole was saying to her made Juliet blush.

  “Holy shit, she looks so good,” Carl whispered to Richie. Richie absorbed her attire. Her long red hair was tied into two separate ponytails then braided. She wore a camisole with a blue-checkered blouse, buttons undone, and hip huggers that were so low he could see her hip bones, and the material was tight against her curvy hips.

  She turned in their direction as if trying to get away from the two men flirting with her when she locked gazes with Richie.

  In a rather macho manner, Richie nodded his head to her then indicated for her to come to them.

  “Is she wearing a fucking belly ring?” he asked Carl, and Carl took another look.

  Juliet was heading toward Richie and Carl. She looked nervous, and his gut clenched. He hoped that she didn’t regret last night. He wanted to get this fair set up then take her back to their place before work this evening. He had it all planned out in his head. The way she would look naked, spread out for him and Carl to enjoy. He imagined her angelic face when she climaxed. He had little sleep last night just thinking about her.

  “Hi,” she stated as she walked closer then stopped a safe distance in front of them.

  “Hey, sweetness,” Carl replied then leaned forward to kiss her cheek. She shyly turned away.

  “Come here,” Richie stated firmly. She glanced around them as if she were afraid someone might see her kiss him hello. That shit was coming to an end right now.

  He stepped toward her, wrapped an arm around her waist, and hoisted her up against his chest. She was so petite compared to him that the palm of his hand expanded across most of her ass. He immediately felt skin and knew her jeans were skimpy.

  “Start spreading the news, baby, you’re our woman.” He covered her mouth with a kiss so deep he needed Carl to remind him that they were in public. He slowly released her and set her feet back down on the ground. She looked up at him with fire in her eyes. Her lips were full and wet, and he stared at her with a stern expression and a smile hidden beneath that.

  * * * *

  J
uliet stomped her foot and placed her hands on her hips. The motion made her breasts bounce, but she didn’t care.

  “Richie, you shouldn’t have done that. I told you that I’m not ready for this. I need time.”

  Carl moved behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders. He began to massage them as he pulled her back against him.

  “Calm down, Juliet. He just got a bit jealous when those guys were flirting with you. He’s very possessive.”

  “And you’re not, bro? Tell the woman the truth.” Richie placed his fingers under her chin and held it firmly.

  “You better get used to this. I don’t play games, and I don’t mess around.”

  “Hey, Rich, quit flirting with Juliet and get your ass over here and help us,” Chad yelled. Juliet looked over and saw Matt, Michael, Tyler, and Chad trying to lift some heavy speakers onto a makeshift stage.

  “Go,” she told them when both men looked at her as if afraid to leave her side.

  “That went well, huh?” Alexa asked as she joined her.

  “Do you believe that he just did that? I mean I told them last night and the night before that and the day before that, I need some time. I’m not ready for this type of instant relationship. I need to ease into transition, or I freak. I get all tongue-tied and confused by them. They’re too much to handle. I just can’t face this yet.”

  Alexa pulled her into her arms.

  “Take a deep breath and don’t cry. Be strong, will ya? It will work out. Just be firm and let them know you need the time. If they push, then you push right back.”

  “Are you forgetting who they are, Alexa? Look at them. They’re huge, and I’m not.”

  “They won’t hurt you, Juliet. As a matter of fact, while I was sleeping over at Tyler and Matt’s place, they told me some things about Carl and Richie. They had a tough childhood. Grew up with an abusive father and their mother ran off and left them. When they were old enough to join the military, they took off together. They remained active until we opened Dixie Chix and Susanna hired them. It’s taken them nearly two years to let you know they want you. I say they’re pretty new at this relationship thing.”