Because Naughty Holidays Can Be Oh So Nice 2015

by Nicole Edwards

  As much as she wanted to take things slow, it wasn’t easy when they were drowning her in pleasure, teasing, tormenting, driving her absolutely mad as they used their mouths on her breasts. She needed their hands, their fingers, their cocks. She needed all of them on all of her or she was going to explode.

  “Relax, baby,” Gage crooned, gripping her wrist in his fist when she tried to free the button on his jeans. “Not yet.”

  She groaned her disappointment, which only made them both laugh.

  “If I have to have my shirt off, y’all should, too,” she said, thrusting her chest upward to meet their teasing mouths. “It’s only fair.”

  Travis bit her nipple gently, making her cry out. But then his mouth disappeared, the cool air making it tighten more. To her relief, he didn’t go far, but he did shed his shirt as she’d asked. Hoping he wouldn’t stop her, she flattened her palm against his washboard stomach and grazed the warm skin of his torso.

  She peered over at Gage when he knelt beside her. His shirt disappeared, and she did the same to him with her other hand, allowing her fingers to slide through the trail of soft hair that disappeared into his jeans.

  “Better?” Gage asked.

  “Much.” She wasn’t completely satisfied, because yes, they still had on their jeans, but anytime she got the opportunity to see them shirtless, she was a happy woman.

  Granted, that strip tease didn’t last long. Their mouths returned to her flesh, sending goose bumps over her arms as she was once again drowning in sensation.

  “Mmm,” Travis mumbled as his mouth trailed lower, over her abdomen, then lower still.

  He bypassed her panty-covered mound and kissed the inside of her thigh, making her groan with disappointment. Again, he simply chuckled. They both had always enjoyed pushing her to her limits. There was no doubt that they knew exactly what they were doing.

  The next thing she knew, Travis was pulling her panties down her legs, then tossing them aside. Her inner hussy was screaming, hell yeah. Instinct had her widening her legs, hoping he would get the hint.

  “Almost,” he told her, eyes glittering as he met her gaze. “But I’ve got another idea.”

  Holding her breath while she waited for him to explain, Kylie’s hands balled into fists at her sides.

  Travis reached for her, helping her to sit up while he lowered himself to the rug, on his back.

  “Sit on my face,” he said, the words more of a gruff command than a request.

  Without hesitation, she crawled over him, then straddled his face, facing Gage, who was still watching them intently.

  Travis’s head tilted back, and he looked directly at Gage. “Jeans off.”

  It didn’t take a genius to figure out what Travis’s plan was, which was probably why Gage was up on his feet and shedding his jeans in record time. Then he was kneeling once again, his beautiful cock bobbing out in front of him, directly above Travis’s face.

  Kylie gripped Gage’s shoulders as she reached deep down inside for her patience. She wanted to feel Travis’s—

  “Yes!” she hissed when his hands pulled her hips forward, his tongue sliding between her slick folds, right where she needed him.

  He lavished her with attention for a few seconds, drawing ragged moans from her, but then his head tilted, and it was Gage’s turn to groan his pleasure.

  “Fuck, yes,” Gage growled, but he jerked Kylie toward him, cupping the back of her head and slanting his lips over hers in a kiss so hot she briefly worried that they’d burn down the house.

  For long minutes, Travis continued to pleasure them with his lips and tongue, fucking Kylie gently, then sucking Gage into his mouth. They were puppets in Travis’s hands as he shifted them so that the angle worked for him, but Kylie didn’t mind. With Gage’s strong fingers kneading her breasts and Travis’s wicked tongue lapping at her pussy, she was slowly coming undone.

  “Please,” she begged when it was clear Travis wasn’t going to give her that gentle nudge she needed to send her over into oblivion. He seemed content with keeping her hovering on the precipice.

  “Both of us?” Gage asked.

  Kylie didn’t need him to elaborate. She knew what his request was. Double penetration wasn’t something they did often, but it was something she enjoyed. And right now, she didn’t care what they wanted, just as long as one of them was inside her. And soon.

  Nodding, she scooted back, sliding down Travis’s body. She didn’t stop until she was straddling his knees, and it was then that she freed the button and lowered the zipper on his jeans. Gage disappeared but returned almost instantly with a bottle of lube in his hand. Where he got it from, she had no idea. Nor did she really care.

  After helping Travis remove his jeans, she straddled his hips once again, leaning down, her breasts crushed against his chest as she kissed him. Their tongues languidly dueled, her fingers tugging at the short strands of his hair.

  “I love you,” Travis whispered, never pulling his mouth from hers.

  “I love you, too,” she said with a smile. “And I’ll love you more if you’d—” Her request was cut off when Travis shifted his hips, pushing the thick head of his cock past her entrance, sliding deep in one quick thrust. “Oh, God! Yes!”

  Travis grabbed the back of her head, pulling her face down to his and crushing their mouths together while he rocked up into her, making her whimper from the sheer ecstasy that consumed her.

  Gage didn’t waste any time, either. When his lubed fingers breached her anus, she flinched but then relaxed against Travis.

  “That’s it, baby,” Gage mumbled from behind her. “Let us make you feel good.”

  And feel good she would, just as soon as they were inside her. Kylie needed more than they were giving, but she didn’t want to rush Gage.

  What felt like hours was likely only mere minutes before Gage was pushing his cock inside her, stretching her with a blaze of heat inside her ass, but then the brief spark of pain dissipated, and pleasure ignited, hot and bright.

  “More,” she pleaded on a breathless moan, unable to move now that she was pinned between them, both of them filling her.

  “Ride me, baby,” Travis encouraged.

  Kylie rocked back and forth while Travis and Gage each rested their hands on her hips. The sensation was exquisite. She was full, so incredibly full, but she never wanted it to end. It wasn’t easy to keep a steady rhythm considering the angles, but she did her best for as long as Travis allowed her.

  As was usually the case, Travis’s patience ran out as his fingers dug into her hips, stilling her movements. “Our turn,” he told her.

  Relaxing on top of him, Kylie allowed them to take over. They started out slow, a gentle rocking of their hips, but then Gage was fucking her hard, impaling her on Travis’s thick cock while he filled her ass.

  “Oh, God, yes!” she cried out, her body humming as her climax neared. Tingles ignited, intensified until she was a mass of sensation, heat blooming in her core. “Travis!” Her fingers clutched at his shoulders as she tried to push herself up, needing that extra push to send her over. “Gage! Harder, Gage!”

  Her husbands gave her what she needed, fucking her so perfectly until her body filled with warmth, that tingle in her core turned into a blazing inferno that radiated through her limbs, sending her higher and higher until…

  “Fuck!” she cried out as her orgasm crashed through her, her muscles locking.

  “Goddamn,” Travis grunted, his hands gripping her hips tightly. “Coming!”

  Gage grunted from behind her, his body stilling, hips slamming against her ass as he came.

  Thankfully, they didn’t need her to do anything, because at that point, Kylie’s muscles were mush, her body sated and exhausted. So, she collapsed against Travis and closed her eyes, allowing them to figure out how to get her upstairs to their bed.

  Chapter Four

  Two weeks later

  “WHERE’S THE TRUCK?” Travis called down from his spot on the roof
.

  “On its way,” Gage hollered. “They got lost.”

  Of course they did. Travis was anxious for the material to be delivered so they could start working on the newest piece for their holiday display, a sixty-foot tower that would be erected in the center of the yard so they could hang roughly sixty-five thousand lights from it for the largest Christmas tree display in Coyote Ridge. He would’ve gone bigger if he’d had the chance, but since this was a last-minute suggestion, he’d had to settle for what he could get.

  “Is Kylie still out shopping?” he asked Gage, glancing over at him as Travis backed down the ladder.

  “For now. But we don’t have much time.”

  “Think she’ll be back before we get it set up?” Travis asked, noticing the huge flatbed truck turning down the road in front of their house.

  Gage’s eyes widened when he saw the massive steel pipes on the back of it. “I don’t see how she won’t,” he muttered. “That’s gonna take a while.”

  Travis grinned. Yeah. It would.

  Then again, it had taken nearly a week for them to get the concrete work done in the yard so that they would have something to bolt it to. It hadn’t been easy convincing Kylie that it was necessary for the display, but she’d finally tossed her hands up and told them they were on their own.

  Okay, so maybe they were going a little overboard, but after hearing what his brothers were doing, Travis knew it was something he had to do.

  The truck turned down the long dirt drive and parked near the house. He and Gage headed toward the driver as he climbed down from the truck, smiling.

  “Christmas decorations?” the guy asked.

  “Crazy, right?” Gage tossed back.

  “A little. Y’all wanna give me a hand?”

  Travis and Gage nodded, then followed him around to the back of the truck.

  For the next few hours, they unloaded the material, and when the lift truck arrived that would allow them to get to the top of the sixty-foot pole, they got to work. Luckily they’d started early, because it was dark by the time they were finished. And they’d only managed to work so quickly because he’d called in a few favors and gotten his cousins over to help out.

  “Y’all done yet?” Kylie asked when she stepped out onto the porch, Kate on her hip. “Dinner’s ready.”

  Perfect timing. Travis was starving and he imagined everyone else was, too. They’d worked right through lunch.

  Making his way to the porch, he smiled as Kate pointed toward him. “Da!”

  “That’s right, sugar bug. You like the tree?” Taking her from Kylie, he spun his daughter around as they stared up at the tree, currently lit in white. Before they were done, the tree would flash different colors, all tuned to music programmed on a laptop currently set up in his office.

  “You’ve been at this for two weeks and that’s all you’ve got?” Kylie teased.

  Gage stepped up onto the porch, grabbed Kylie around the waist, and spun her around. “You ain’t seen nothin’ yet, darlin’.”

  Nope. She hadn’t.

  By the time they were finished, their house would be visible from space.

  Or at least that was the plan.

  “Come on, boys,” Kylie said to Jared and CJ, who were tying off the last of the lights. “We’ve got enough for everyone.”

  Mumbled agreements came from both men as they hurried, then ambled toward them with a grin.

  “You think it’ll win?” Kylie asked them.

  “It’s good,” Jared agreed. “I’ll give you that much.”

  “Who’s judgin’ this thing, anyway?” CJ asked.

  Travis opened the screen door and allowed the others to precede him inside, passing Kate over to Gage when she reached for him.

  “The kids,” Kylie told him. “And Curtis and Lorrie.”

  “What kids?” CJ grinned. “Maybe you can bribe them.”

  Laughter echoed in the house. If only it were that easy.

  “I’m not sure you can bribe Mason, Derrick, and Kate. They’re pretty picky,” Jared said.

  “The other displays look good so far,” CJ told them when they had all taken their seats at the table. “The town’s freaking out.”

  “It’s all anyone can talk about,” Kylie said. “Jessie and I went to the diner for lunch the other day, and people were stopping to ask what else we were doing.”

  “What’d you tell them?” Gage asked, passing the bowl of mashed potatoes to Travis.

  “That they’d have to talk to y’all. I told ’em I wasn’t privy to that information.” Kylie set two jars of baby food in front of Kate.

  “I bet that got ’em goin’.” Jared chuckled.

  “Someone’s callin’ it the Walker brothers’ holiday free-for-all,” Kylie noted.

  CJ chuckled. “And to think, Braydon and Jessie won last year because they had an animated blow-up Santa on the roof.”

  Travis spooned peas onto his mashed potatoes. “Not this year.”

  “Oh, it’s gonna get interesting,” Jared offered. “I’ve seen some big trucks passing by the ranch.”

  “Going to Kaleb’s?” Gage stopped with his fork in midair.

  “Yep.”

  They were definitely going to have to check out the competition. Then again, Travis wasn’t sure when they’d have time. They had a few more deliveries being made this week, and he was hoping they could get down to Austin to check out a store he’d heard about. They were still missing a few things that would tie it all together, and their deadline was coming up fast.

  “We agreed to have it all in place by next Friday, the eighteenth,” Gage said. “So they better work fast.”

  “Well, you know what you could do?” CJ questioned, grinning like a fool. “Tie ’em all up at the resort. Keep ’em busy with work and you’ve got it made.”

  Travis and Gage laughed. If only that were an option. And as much as he wanted to win, he still wanted it to be a fair fight.

  After all, what was the point in winning otherwise?

  “WHAT DO YOU think, Kate? Too much?” Gage asked his daughter as they sat out on the front porch after dinner. He’d wrapped her in a blanket to ward off the cool night air so they could watch as Travis fiddled on the laptop, trying to get the lights to do what he wanted them to do.

  While Kate relaxed in his arms, lifting her little hand every now and again to point at something that caught her attention, Gage was content to sit there. It seemed they were making a conscious effort to spend more time together, though not one of them had brought up the subject. Interesting how a family just knew when things were starting to unravel a little, and they also knew when it was time to pull on the thread and bring it all back together again.

  That was where they were. Not that they’d drifted apart, but they knew it was possible if they didn’t put forth the effort.

  “It’s just right,” Travis said, still staring at the screen. “And when we pick up the last few things, it’ll be perfect.”

  Gage kept his eyes on Travis. He loved how enthusiastic Travis was about this. It was great to see him engrossed in something other than work. They spent so much time at the resort, it was nice to relax and enjoy what they worked so hard to accomplish.

  “Did you see Brendon’s display?” Gage asked Travis.

  “No, but I heard about it,” he said, glancing up at them briefly. “Ethan called.”

  Gage chuckled. “Funny that he’s worried about it. I didn’t think he’d get into the spirit of it all.”

  Ethan had pretended not to care, but Gage had heard him talking to Beau. Ethan had something planned; he just didn’t know what.

  “He’s goin’ all out this year. Told me he’d be givin’ me a run for my money. He’s pretty convinced he’ll win.”

  “Good.” Gage liked the competitive nature between the brothers. They were a close-knit family, and he knew, in the end, the winner would definitely rub it in, but not to the point it angered anyone. The only problem was that next year, it wo
uld likely get even more out of hand. And that was saying something, considering he was staring up at a sixty-foot LCD Christmas tree in his front yard.

  When the lights started flashing blue and white, Kate bounced in his lap, pointing at the tree.

  “You think your daddies are crazy, don’t you, sugar?” Gage asked Kate, kissing her on the top of her head.

  He could see it now … Kate at sixteen, insisting that this wasn’t her house, and not acknowledging the millions of lights they’d likely have at that point. Or perhaps she’d get in the spirit and help out. It could go either way. By then, Gage could only hope there’d be a few more kiddos running around, adding their two cents, as well. By then, he figured there would be a whole new generation of Walkers to contend with.

  Coyote Ridge wouldn’t know what hit it.

  Chapter Five

  ON MONDAY AFTERNOON, Kylie was sitting at Jessie’s house, drinking coffee while her sister fawned over Kate. She was grateful for a brief reprieve from her regular routine since things had gotten entirely out of hand with Travis and Gage regarding the holiday decorations, but the moment she’d pulled up to Jessie’s, she’d realized that whatever holiday spirit they’d been inflicted with was in the water.

  The difference … the inside of Jessie and Braydon’s house was about as overdone as the outside. At least at her house, Kylie had some semblance of order. This looked as though the holiday section at Wal-Mart had exploded and rained back down all over the place.

  “What do you think?” Jessie asked, nodding toward the giant Christmas tree in the corner. At least it wasn’t sagging beneath the weight of all those ornaments.

  “It’s beautiful. You went with different colors than last year.”

  Jessie nodded. “Thought we’d change it up a little. Not that Braydon even noticed.” She laughed. “He’s so busy working on the exterior stuff, I could’ve put the tree upside down and he probably would’ve said it looked great.”

  “I know the feeling,” Kylie said with a chuckle. “Travis … oh my gosh. He’s gone crazy. But I can’t complain, because he’s havin’ fun and Kate loves it. I just wonder how long it’ll take to get it all down once the holidays are over.”