Firecracker

by Desiree Holt

  Well, she couldn’t go back. Nor would she. She wouldn’t trade last night for her next rodeo win. She sure hoped they’d feel the same way.

  “I can smell your brain burning,” Chad’s raspy voice drifted up from one side of her.

  “Hell, I can smell it over here.” Brody chuckled. “What’s up, Firecracker?”

  She shifted her body slightly, so she was on her back, propped up against the pillows. Each man leaned on an elbow, giving her sleepy smiles.

  “Good morning.” Brody kissed one cheek.

  “From me, too.” Chad kissed the other one.

  “Wow!” She grinned at them. “Best wakeup ever.”

  “For us, too.” Brody nuzzled her neck. “You sure you’re ready to get up?”

  “What time is it?” She glanced over to the nightstand. “Holy crap! It’s eleven o’clock. The day is half gone.”

  Chad trailed a finger lightly down her spine, making her shiver. “We worked you pretty hard last night, Firecracker. You needed your rest.” He dropped his voice. “You sure lived up to your name.”

  Heat climbed her body as she remembered all the things they’d done. “But now, it’s time to get up.” She smacked her forehead. “And pack. I have to get Rosie watered and fed and make plans to pick her up and head out.”

  “I called the barn when I got up early this morning,” Chad interjected. “Rosie’s all taken care of until you come to get her.”

  “Oh, wow.” Dani was stunned. “You did that? Thanks so much.”

  “We’ve got some leeway in our departure, too. So, how about we get up, take a nice shower, get some breakfast on the Riverwalk, and then take that boat ride you talked about?”

  “Really?” She sat up so quickly the covers dropped to her waist, exposing her breasts.

  Two pairs of eyes focused on them like homing beacons. Chad even licked his lips.

  “Think I could get a quick taste before we hit the shower?”

  She laughed even as a blush heated her skin. “One taste is okay, I guess.”

  “Me, too,” Brody protested.

  In a flash, a mouth closed over each nipple, sucking and tugging. She felt the tug clear down to her pussy. Lord. No one had ever made her feel the way these two did. How could she walk away? Yet how could she tell them she wanted more?

  Across her body, the two men exchanged an indecipherable look before they pulled away. Brody slid from the bed, reached over, and lifted her in his arms.

  “Shower time, darlin’.”

  “I think this is the most any man has carried me, ever.” She gave them a shy smile.

  “Then they were stupid and didn’t know what they were missing. Or how to treat a special lady.”

  Her heart skipped a beat. “Is that what I am? A special lady?”

  “More than. And we’re going to keep showing you. After the shower. And for sure after breakfast. We burned off a lot of calories last night.”

  They burned a few more in the shower, too. Because they couldn’t seem to keep their hands off each other. The two men insisted on soaping her up as they’d done the night before. That led to her insisting she return the favor. She lathered Brody first, taking care to trace every muscle on his body, caress the curve of his buttocks. Pay particular attention to the soft sac that held his testicles. Wrap her fingers around his cock.

  There, the shower routine took a sharp detour. The moment she felt that hard-as-steel shaft flex in her hand, she couldn’t stop at just soaping it up. When Brody closed his fingers around hers, squeezing gently, she knew what he wanted. The shower misted around them as she tugged and pulled, sliding her hand up and down in an ever-increasing rhythm. He gripped her shoulders as she worked him harder and faster, finally dropping to her knees.

  Letting the shower rinse away the soap, she lapped his cock, gripping the root with her fingers before taking him in her mouth. As she sucked and squeezed and stroked, Chad knelt behind her and reached around to find her throbbing cunt. He fondled and rubbed her clit, whispered erotic words to her while she moved her head up and down on Brody’s cock. .

  “That’s it, sugar. Suck him hard. Take that dick in your sweet-as-sugar mouth and make him feel good while I do the same to you.” He licked the shell of her ear. “This is the sweetest cunt in the world, I swear. Love this hot little clit. Love the way you shiver when I touch it. How about when I pinch it like this?”

  She moaned around Brody’s shaft in her mouth.

  “Don’t stop,” Brody urged. “Jesus, Dani, I’m almost there.”

  “See that?” Chad murmured again, “A little bit more, darlin’. Yeah, that’s the way.”

  Brody gripped her head, holding it in place as he suddenly erupted, spurting cum into the back of her throat. She swallowed convulsively, fingers still wrapped around the thick root. Chad’s busy fingers never stopped. Except—

  Damn! The moment Brady withdrew from her, Chad did, too.

  “Nooo,” she wailed, rising to her feet and turning to him. “You can’t stop now.”

  The grin he gave her was pure hunger. “Don’t you worry, sugar. I plan on taking care of you.”

  He reached to the little alcove recessed into one wall and removed a condom he’d managed to place there without her knowing it. Rolling it on in one deft motion, he lifted Dani and turned her against the wall.

  “Wrap your legs around me, darlin’. Good and tight and hang on for the ride.”

  He slid his hands beneath her buttocks, holding her firm, and drove into her with one swift push.

  Oh, god!

  He was as huge as she remembered. She wound her legs around him and held on tight as he took her for a wild ride, slamming into her again and again. And how erotic it was to have Brody standing there, watching her with hunger blazing in his eyes. As aroused as she and Chad were, it didn’t take long before a climax tore through them. He pulsed inside her, the walls of her channel milking him over and over. She was lost in a sensuous fog, body shuddering and shaking with the intensity of the orgasm.

  She was limp and spent when Chad lowered her feet to the tile and eased himself from her body. He stripped off the condom while Brody turned off the shower. Then, as they’d done the night before, they bundled her into a big towel and dried her off thoroughly.

  “Okay.” She blew out a breath. Then smiled at each of them in turn. “I need a little time to collect myself and get dressed. I want to look special for you guys when we go out to breakfast.”

  “Darlin’, you always look special.” Chad brushed his fingers against her cheek.

  “Thank you, but—“

  “But you want some time alone to get ready,” Brody finished for her.

  She nodded. “Okay?”

  “Of course.” He glanced over at Chad. “We need to make ourselves respectable, too, if we’re taking a beautiful woman out on the town.”

  She wet her lips. “Last night—” She stopped, for a moment. “Last night was totally amazing.”

  “For us, too. Right, Chad?” The other man nodded, and Brody continued. “Let’s get some food in our stomachs and talk about the next stop. That work for you?”

  “Yes.” She frowned. “But what about the next stop? Is there a problem?”

  “We certainly hope not. We’ll talk about it over breakfast.” A look passed between the two men. “

  Or lunch, by the time we get to it.” He brushed his lips over Dani’s. “We’ll be ready pretty soon, sugar.”

  They left her then, two naked men whose bodies made her drool. The muscles in their butts flexed as they strode away on their well-defined legs. In her mind, she still retained vivid images of them face-on, flat abs, rigid cocks, soft sacs against their thighs. Moisture seeped from her pussy as the image played in her brain.

  Damn, Dani. You could be in a perpetual state of arousal around these two if you’re not careful. Especially if they plan to make the big once-and-done speech when we sit down to eat.

  Well, she couldn’t do anythin
g about it now. She’d keep her wits about her and make sure at least they remained friends. After all, it would be impossible to completely avoid them, and she didn’t want to be dragging bad feelings around with her.

  Get your shit together, Firecracker.

  She didn’t rush getting ready, smoothing lotion into her skin, spritzing perfume on all her pulse points, and taking extra care with her makeup and drying her hair. She examined the clothes in her suitcase with an objective eye. She had more locked in the bed of her truck, rotating them on a regular basis, so she wasn’t always dragging a bunch of suitcases into a motel.

  Okay, it was still the holiday weekend. Still time for patriotic colors. She slipped into a tiny white lace thong with matching bra, pulled on white slacks and a red satin shirt with blue sequins on the collar. She added earrings designed like tiny American flags, stepped into her red spike-heeled shoes, and gave a critical glance at herself in the mirror. She’d do. Oh, most definitely. The way the slacks hugged her ass and the soft fabric of the blouse draped over her breasts showed her figure off to best advantage.

  Okay, Firecracker, knock ’em dead.

  She opened the door to the living room to find Chad and Brody waiting for her as they’d been the night before. And, again, it gave her great satisfaction to see the heat in their eyes, as if they wanted to strip her naked once more and take her right there on the thick carpet.

  She grinned. “Ready to go?”

  “Yes, ma’am.” They smiled back at her, and Brody offered his arm. “Let’s get to it. My body wants food. Must have expended a lot of energy recently.”

  They all laughed as they exited the suite and headed for the elevator.

  The Riverwalk, San Antonio’s famed tourist attraction, was more crowded than usual on the holiday weekend. As they made their way along the walkway, as far as Dani could tell, every restaurant seemed to be jammed inside and out.

  “I’ll bet there’s a real long wait wherever we go,” she mentioned.

  “Not to fear.” Chad squeezed her hand. “We took care of everything.”

  A few more steps brought them to a gaily-decorated Mexican restaurant where a crowd of people waited.

  “See?” She sighed, starving and thirsty. “It’s jammed. Can we get drinks while we wait?”

  “Inside,” Brody answered. He walked up to the hostess stand at the outdoor entrance. “Reservations for Hunter, please.”

  The woman, a curvy blonde dressed in a peasant blouse and multi-hued skirt, smiled and threw her arms around him.

  “Brody Hunter. You are a most welcome sight. And Chad.” She opened her arms. “Come here and give me a squeeze.”

  Dani waited while both men hugged the woman. When she saw Dani, her eyes widened. “Holy cow! You’re Firecracker! I saw you yesterday. Good job, girl. Damn good job.” She turned back to Brody. “You didn’t let on you had a celebrity with you.”

  He laughed. “My fame, apparently, is fleeting. What have you got for us?”

  “A table on the veranda.” She handed three menus to the waitress waiting her turn. “Wanda will show you to your seats. You guys be sure to give me another hug on the way out.”

  Dani wanted to ask if either the hostess or Wanda had been one of their special treats. If so, it encouraged her that the situation between them was still warm and friendly.

  The atmosphere was pleasant, the crowd noises buzzing around them, and a gentle breeze blowing. They placed their orders, and Dani relaxed in her chair, sipping her drink. She took a moment to watch the people making their way along the cobbled walkways, and when she turned back to Chad, she discovered them watching her intently.

  Uh, oh. The big discussion.

  She took a healthy sip for courage and set the glass on the table.

  “Okay, guys. You’ve got something heavy on your minds, so out with it.”

  They looked at each other and back at her.

  Brody spoke first. “We thought we’d wait until after we’d eaten to do this, but we’re not always so good at patience.”

  She forced her lips into a smile. “Don’t worry. Whatever it is, we’ll all be fine. No sweat. So hit me with it. I’m a big girl. I know the rules of the game.”

  They exchanged another glance and frowned.

  “Maybe you’ve got the wrong rules,” Chad told her. “What do you think we’ve got in mind?”

  “I know last night was a one-time thing. I’m good with it.” She leaned forward and discovered her smile was real after all. “But it was the best night of my life.”

  “For us, too.” Chad reached for her hand. “And we don’t want it to stop.”

  What?

  “What?” She lifted her glass with her free hand and took another fortifying swallow. “I don’t understand. What are you saying?”

  Brody leaned on the table. “What we’re saying is, we want more of what we had last night. Dani, Chad and I are not novices on this circuit. I’m sure you figured that out real fast. We’ve been happy going along the way we were, taking our pick of willing bodies. But we’ve found something special with you.”

  “A connection.” Chad picked up the thread. “A lot more than sex.” He winked. “Although the sex was ten points past spectacular.”

  “So, what we’d like to know,” Brody continued, “is if you’d like to give this thing a chance. I know it’s unorthodox, a threesome like this. But if we take it nice and slow, we can see if we’re the good fit we think we are, all the way around.”

  “Y-you mean, I would be with you on a regular basis?”

  “Would that be so bad?” Chad asked. “One night at a time, Dani. To see if the magic stays. And maybe take some downtime to get to know each other outside the bedroom and the rodeo.”

  Dani thought her heart would stop beating. She had hoped they’d come up with something like this because she had felt the magic, too.

  “We care for you, Firecracker.” Brody’s voice was husky.

  “Yeah, we do,” Chad added. “A lot. You’re something really special to us.”

  Dani wet her lower lip with her tongue, trying to absorb the whole thing.

  “Say something.” Brody’s voice had an urgent tone. “Say yes. No. Go to hell. Something.”

  “I-I don’t…. I mean….”

  “If the answer is no, we’ll understand,” Chad told her. “But we’re hoping you’ll give this a chance. We all know the score on the circuit, and we know how to be discreet. But, Dani? Say yes. Let’s give this a try.”

  A feeling of warmth suffused her that had nothing to do with sex. These two hot, smart, strong men wanted to make her a part of their lives. They’d told her she was special. More than just a friend. Who could say no to that?”

  Identical smiles broke on the faces of both men. Her lips curved in a grin of her own as elation flooded her. Winning the rodeo had been exhilarating, but this was turning out to be the real prize.

  “Hot damn!” Chad kissed the hand he’d been holding all this time. “Just hot damn.”

  Brody picked up the other one and did the same. “You won’t be sorry, Dani. We promise you that. When we get back to the suite, we can discuss logistics.”

  “Also,” Chad added, “we have an extra travel day to the next circuit stop. If we go out to the rodeo grounds and make sure Rosie is taken care of, I’d like for us to spend another day here and leave tomorrow morning. That work for you?”

  Another night so soon like the last one? You better believe it does.

  “Yes. As long as we see to Rosie, I’d really like that.”

  “This calls for another round of drinks.” Brody rubbed his hands. “What better way to celebrate the Fourth of July than with a real live Firecracker?

  A Slow Burn

  Tigris Eden

  In the Fictional town of Beauville, anything is possible.

  Annabelle Macon left home to become somebody. When fired from her job in New York, she’s anxious to come home. Home is where the heart is, and her heart has
always been set on Jackson Storme. But when opportunity presents Anna with an exciting new job back in New York, she doesn’t know what to do.

  Sheriff Jackson Storme is happy being deemed a player. He hasn’t found the one woman to call his own, and that’s okay with him. When his baby sister pulls up to the Fourth of July picnic and her passenger steps out, Jackson realizes his woman has made herself known.

  Will Anna and Jackson’s fire only burn for one night, or can he convince her that the best burn is a Slow burn…

  http://www.authortigriseden.com/stories-from-beauville.html

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  Return to Her

  Alexandra O’Hurley

  Cheated on and dumped, Cassie Summers feels nothing but relief. She’d stayed too long, and honestly, it was her attraction to her ex’s roommate Mason that kept her hanging on past the expiration date. Mason makes her heart beat faster and her panties damp. Too bad he’s only a friend, as she’s not his type.

  Mason Parker’s Southern charm and good looks let him through a lot of doors—and into beds. A protective instinct a mile wide pushes Mason to be Cassie’s shoulder when his roommate skips town, and he has to face his real feelings for her. Can he find the patience to just be the friend Cassie needs while she gets over her ex?

  When Mason’s called for duty and has to ship out for a year, he knows he can’t leave without telling her exactly how he feels. Amid the fireworks on the Fourth of July, they’ll make their own sparks and give in to the crushing need both have for one another.

  http://www.alexandraohurley.com/p/red-hot-and-boom.html

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  Sparks Fly

  Mari Carr

  I Do is the easy part. Happily ever after? Not so much.

  Evan and Annie are deeply in love, but that hasn't stopped tension from creating cracks in their relationship. Determined not to fail his wife, Evan takes action before those cracks become craters, damaging their marriage irreparably. Over the Fourth of July weekend, he'll reignite Annie's passion with his own brand of fireworks.