“I’m glad to find you two together. I want to talk to both of you.”
Ryan gave her a big smile and a hug.
“Hey there, little sis, any luck at bingo tonight?”
Jack gave her a quick hug, took one look at her stormy expression, and headed for the door to the fire station.
“Nice to see you, baby girl, but I’ve got to—”
Becca grabbed his arm. “Stop right there, Jack. I’ve got a few words to say to you. Both of you, actually.”
Ryan pushed himself away from the stair railing where he had been leaning.
“You look pretty pissed, sis. What did we do this time?”
Becca had had a few hours to work up a full head of steam. She was going to hit her dear brothers with both barrels. She shook her finger at them.
“First of all, I’m not a baby girl. I’m twenty-fucking-six. A grown woman by any society’s standards. Jack, you’re only a few years older. I’m tired of this overprotective stuff. It has to stop. Now.”
Ryan looked shocked. “What overprotective stuff? We haven’t done anything.”
Becca put her hands on her hips. “Oh really? Are you sure? What about Monday night?”
Ryan looked puzzled, and then red stained his cheeks. Jack was checking out his own shoelaces.
“So? You do remember Monday, don’t you? I believe you asked Mark and Travis their intentions? Who gave you the right to do that?”
Ryan always felt a good defense was a good offense.
“We’re your older brothers. We care about you. We just want to make sure you don’t get hurt. I think we have a right to care about you.”
Becca nodded, her stomach churning. She usually backed down to Ryan at this point. She couldn’t today. She needed them to understand how important this was to her.
“Yes, you do. What you don’t have is the right to interfere. What if their intentions aren’t honorable? What if they just want a piece of ass?”
Jack’s head flew up. “Now watch your mouth—”
Becca got in Jack’s face. “I will not. You don’t watch your mouth, so why should I? I didn’t get in Jillian’s face about her intentions, and Mark and Travis didn’t get in your face about yours. This is nothing but double-standard bullshit. It’s okay for my brothers to have sex, but not me. Right?”
“Shit, we know that, and we apologized to them about it. We just want to protect you, that’s all. And as for having sex, we’re your brothers and we sure as shit don’t want to hear about you having a sex life.”
Becca rolled her eyes. “It’s okay for me to hear you having wild, screaming sex with Jillian in my own home, but you can’t stomach the thought that I might be having sex with Mark and Travis. Well, here’s a newsflash, boys. I am having sex with Mark and Travis. Great, awesome sex. And do you know why? Because I am an adult and I want to. I don’t know if I’ll marry these guys, but I want to be with them. This is none of your business and not up for discussion. Do I make myself clear?”
Ryan’s face was red with embarrassment and anger. “Crystal. Excuse the hell out of me for giving a damn about my sister’s happiness. It sure as hell won’t happen ever again.”
Ryan stomped back into the firehouse to join Zach and Chase, leaving Becca with Jack.
“Let him cool off, sis. You know how he is. I will give you props, though. He rarely loses his cool. Usually it’s me blowing a gasket.”
Becca grimaced. “I wasn’t trying to piss him off. You both just need to back the fuck off of my life.”
Jackson nodded. “I got it. You have a point, and we were out of line. When Ryan cools down he’ll agree. You know, we did a pretty good job raising you. You turned out pretty good.”
Becca linked her arm with his. “You didn’t raise me. Mom and Dad did. And hell yes, they did a good job. With all of us.”
They headed into the firehouse arm in arm.
“Give Ryan a day or two, sis. He’ll be groveling for forgiveness.”
Chapter 9
Jillian caught Becca as she was heading out the door of the firehouse with Mark and Travis.
“I don’t suppose you know why Ryan stomped out of here muttering under his breath, do you?”
Becca nodded. “Was he walking funny, too? Because I ripped him a new one. I’m sorry that you’re going to have to deal with him tonight, Jillian, but he needed to hear what I had to say.”
Mark look concerned. “What did you say to him, sweetheart?”
“That it was none of his damn business who I slept with and if it was serious or not. He won’t bother you guys again.”
Jillian rolled her eyes and laughed. “Oh, it’s going to be fun tonight. Ryan was breathing fire when he left. I’ll just have to channel all that energy into something more fun.”
Jillian had a naughty look on her face. Mark grimaced.
“And now we know how Ryan felt tonight. We don’t want to hear about you putting the moves on your fiancé.”
Becca rounded on Mark. “You’re such hypocrites. You want to have sex yourselves, but you don’t want girls to have sex.”
Travis held up his hands in surrender. “Now wait a minute, baby. Yes, we like sex, and yes, we like to have sex. With girls. With you. It’s not just Jillian we don’t want to hear about. I, personally, don’t want to hear about Cassie’s sex life or anyone else’s for that matter.”
He took some of the wind out of Becca’s sails. She really didn’t want to be mad, but she needed to make her point.
“Good girls have sex. We like it, too. A lot.”
Jillian raised her hand. “I’ll second that.”
Cassie joined the group. “What are we voting on?”
Jillian grinned. “Whether we like sex.”
Cassie gave her men across the room a long look. “Hell, yeah.”
Travis groaned. “Becca, honey, can we go home now? I don’t think this conversation is headed in any direction we want to go.”
Becca agreed. She was being evil to Mark and Travis because she was pissed at Ryan and Jack.
“Yes, take me home. I don’t want to argue with Ryan again, and I really don’t want to argue with you, either.”
Her boys looked relieved, and Jillian held her back for just a moment.
“Give them hell, Becca. Don’t let them get away with that good-girl crap.”
* * * *
Becca pushed open the door of her condo and flipped on the lights. It had been a quiet ride back from bingo, and she knew it was her fault. She shouldn’t have let her annoyance with Ryan and Jack interfere with her first real date with Mark and Travis.
It had been a wonderful day. Her body still tingled from their lovemaking earlier. She wanted to be with them again but didn’t want to appear too forward. They were hanging by the open front door, looking unsure.
“Do you want to come in? I’m really sorry things got hairy toward the end there. I was mad at Ryan and Jack, not you.”
They both looked relieved and closed the front door. Travis wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close.
“It’s okay, sweetheart. Ryan and Travis are just protective of you. They know you’re grown up, but old habits die hard. Wouldn’t the opposite be worse?”
Becca sighed and laid her head on his chest. She could smell his manly scent and feel his heart beating under her cheek.
“Yes, it would. I just want people to treat me like an adult. But I guess I maybe didn’t act like one tonight. Damn.”
Mark came up behind her and kissed her neck softly.
“You’re allowed to be mad. Just, please, let us know if you’re mad at us. We’ll talk and work it out. And by the way, we know that good girls like sex, and boy, are we damn glad about that.”
Becca chuckled and let her head fall back on Mark’s chest, feeling his warmth.
“That would be the grown-up thing to do. I hate being called a good girl, you know.”
Travis frowned. “Why? What’s wrong with being a good girl?”
Becca thought for a moment. “It sounds so simplistic, so uncomplicated, so bland. Ryan was the cool, responsible one, Jack was the passionate, spontaneous one. And me. I was the good girl. It was boring, unexciting, and it made me practically invisible. Who wants to be invisible?”
She felt Mark’s breath tickle her neck.
“You’re not invisible to us. We think you’re exciting as hell, too. Can’t you tell?”
Mark pressed his groin into her backside, and she could feel his hard cock. She reached back and ran her hand along his button fly. She hummed with pleasure.
“I can tell. You must think I’m pretty exciting. This cock feels very hard.”
Travis pressed closer so she could feel his cock against her belly.
“I’m hard as a rock, too, baby. Is our bad girl going to do anything about it?”
Becca gave them a slow smile. “Oh hell yeah, I’m gonna do something about it.”
She pulled away and headed to the bedroom.
“Let’s get naked and let me show you just how good and bad I can be.”
* * * *
Mark followed Becca into her bedroom. His heart was pounding, his palms were sweaty, and his cock was rock hard. He had all the signs. The signs of falling in love. Travis pulled the covers down on the bed and fell back with a loud sigh.
“Damn, that feels good. Seems like we’ve been on the go since dawn.”
Becca laughed and started unzipping her jeans.
“That’s because we have. We can just sleep if you want.”
She had a very innocent look on her face, but Mark knew she had the dirty mind to go with it. He was never too tired.
“Trav can go to sleep if he wants, but I won’t leave you hanging. I’m never too tired to make love to my woman.”
Travis levered up on his elbows. “I’m not, either. I was just saying it’s been a long day and getting horizontal will feel good. Really, really good.”
Travis patted the mattress next to him as Becca tossed her jeans aside and pulled her shirt over her head. She had on baby-pink panties and a lace bra to match. Her hard nipples were clearly outlined and beckoning to his lips. He couldn’t wait to worship her.
Travis reached up and tugged her down on the bed, rolling her under him and nibbling on the sensitive skin of her neck. He started traveling down her body, planting openmouthed kisses on her creamy skin while tugging the remainder of her clothes off. Mark stretched out on her other side and cupped her bared breasts in his hands. They were perfect. Generous and round, with nipples the color of berries.
He licked at each of them and watched them crinkle tighter before rubbing his goatee across their sensitized surface. Becca wriggled but pulled his head down to anchor his face to her chest. She needn’t have bothered. He wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon.
He licked, sucked, and nipped her nipples and all around her breasts. He ran his tongue down the valley between her breasts, all the way to her belly button. He nipped at it with his teeth. She was moaning and panting the whole time, entreating them to lick her, suck her, anything, just make her come. Mark loved her unabashed responses to their lovemaking. The town might think of her as a simple good girl, but she was a woman. A woman who reveled in her sexuality. He and Travis were lucky men.
He watched as Travis spread her legs wide and lowered his head, licking her from anus to clit. Becca screamed Travis’s name as her head fell back and her eyes closed in pleasure. Hot damn, his woman was a screamer.
“Make her scream some more, Trav. Let’s wake up the neighbors giving our woman pleasure.”
* * * *
She had just screamed so loudly they probably heard her at the firehouse.
That’ll change my good-girl image in a hurry.
Travis was teasing her pussy with butterfly-light licks. She wound her fingers in his hair and tried to tug his head where she wanted it, but Mark just chuckled and pulled her hands up over her head, anchoring them there. The thought of being restrained and helpless to their mouths and hands sent her arousal soaring and honey dripping from her pussy.
“She likes that, Mark. We’ll need to get some silk rope to restrain her.”
She felt Mark’s breath in her ear.
“Do you like being restrained, baby? Do you like being at our mercy?”
She would have answered, but she was beyond words. She could only nod as Travis ate at her pussy, devouring her cream. She could hear his whispered words of praise. He loved her taste, her aroma, the feel of her cunt when he pressed two fingers inside her.
Mark started sucking her already-sensitive nipples again, and she went into sensory overload. The pleasure was too much. She couldn’t hold back the floodgates as she screamed their names again and again. Cream poured from her cunt and her pussy clenched, wanting a cock to fill it, fuck it. She felt the pleasure roll through her and saw dancing lights before slumping on the bed, wrung out from her climax.
Their hands stroked her skin, sending tingles of pleasure through her. She heard their murmured words but couldn’t make out what they were saying. It didn’t matter as the words were tender to go along with their caresses.
She caught their hands under hers.
“I think I need to return the favor. That was amazing. Awesome. You know, all those A words.”
Mark chuckled and began to nuzzle her neck.
“I could go for awesome. How about you, Trav?”
Travis was stretched out on Becca’s other side, stroking her stomach.
“Awesome sounds good to me. One good, hard fucking coming up, pretty girl. It’s our turn.”
* * * *
Travis helped Becca get into position on the pillows, her golden-blonde hair messy and tangled. Her lips were swollen from their kisses, and her skin was fragrant and soft. Such a contrast to when he and Mark made love. He had the best of both worlds in his arms. He pulled Mark close for a hot kiss, their tongues tangling together. This man still sent him into overdrive. He knew exactly what he wanted to do tonight.
“Mark, grab the lube. I want you to fuck me while I fuck Becca.”
Becca’s eyes widened, but her surprise didn’t deter him. If she wanted to be an equal, an integral part of their relationship, there was no time like the present.
He rolled on a condom and positioned himself between her legs, rubbing the head of his cock up and down her drenched slit. She arched and moaned, clutching at his shoulders.
“Fuck me, Travis. Fuck me.”
Travis captured her lips with his own, drinking in her sweetness before kissing a wet trail down her neck.
“I intend to do just that, baby. I love your sweet pussy hugging my cock.”
He pressed forward, his dick sliding in easily. She was wet and eager to be filled. He thrust in and slowly pulled out, again and again. Becca’s eyes were closed and her lips parted, panting and moaning. He felt Mark’s hand on his ass and thrust into her hot cunt while Mark’s lubed fingers pushed into his ass. He couldn’t hold back his groan of pleasure as Mark grazed his prostate. Becca’s eyes flew open and darkened with passion.
“How does it feel?”
Travis groaned. “It feels so good. Mark knows just how to touch and fuck me.”
Travis widened his legs as Mark lined his cock up to his back hole. He pushed forward relentlessly, sending pleasure suffusing his veins. Nothing had felt this good before. His cock was buried in his woman, and his man was buried in his ass.
“Aw fuck, baby. This feels amazing. I’m balls deep in Becca and you’re balls deep in me. Don’t go easy on me. Give it to me hard.”
Mark nipped at his earlobe. “I will. Now give it the same to our girl.”
Becca was moving restlessly underneath him.
“Oh God, I actually felt your cock swell inside me when he nailed you.”
He felt Mark’s chuckle on the back of his neck. “Trav likes to get nailed.”
Becca pulled up her knees and gripped his biceps.
“So do I.
”
Travis needed no second urging. He began fucking Becca hard, his cock a pile driver in her cunt. Mark was giving him a pounding in his own ass. The double sensations crashed over him, taking him higher than he had ever been.
“I can’t hold back, Becca. Come with me.”
Travis reached between them and rubbed circles on her clit. She flew apart in his arms, screaming his name, her cunt clamping down on his cock. He couldn’t hold back any longer. He thrust one last time inside her just as Mark thrust once more inside him. He poured his cum into the condom as Mark poured his cum into his ass. His climax ripped through him, holding his body frozen for long moments before he slumped, sated and replete. Mark rolled off him, pulling from Travis’s sore ass.
Travis pushed himself up and rolled off of Becca. He didn’t want to flatten her like a pancake. He was a big man. He pushed her hair away from her eyes.
“You okay, baby?”
Becca’s eyes fluttered open, and she smiled.
“Fuck yeah, I’m okay. That was so hot, watching Mark fuck you while you fucked me. I think I just upped my status in the bad-girl club from minion to upper management.”
Travis couldn’t hold back his laughter. This woman was a gift.
“Glad we could help. Now maybe we should get some sleep. I’m fucking exhausted. Snuggle with Mark while I take care of the condom.”
When Travis returned, the two people he loved most in the world were snoring. Travis shook his head and pulled the covers over himself and Becca. His bad girl looked pretty innocent when she was asleep. He lightly kissed her and cuddled up to her back. This was the first night of many for the three of them.
Chapter 10
Becca approached Addie’s door, pulling the cooler of food behind her. The sound of an angry voice halted her. She strained to hear and realized the creepy Randall was visiting again. And apparently, being none too friendly. She pushed open the door with more noise than usual.
“Addie! It’s Becca. I hope you’re hungry.”
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