Boots and Roses: Ugly Stick Saloon, Book 5

by Myla Jackson

  Taking careful aim, she focused on all her father had taught her back when he’d been alive, and she fired bull’s-eyes, one after the other. They walked away arguing over who had to carry the giant pink bear.

  A dinner of hot dogs smothered in relish and mustard was followed by the promised bumper cars. Cory teamed with the pink teddy bear, while Jack joined Bunny in the car and insisted on her driving.

  Bunny couldn’t imagine how Jack would top Cory’s merry-go-round near-orgasm. As soon as the ride commenced, Bunny had her hands full of steering wheel, and Jack had his hand full of her pussy.

  Every time Bunny slammed into the back of another car, Jack’s finger thrust deep into her.

  The more he thrust, the more she searched for another car to hit until the carny blew a whistle and made them leave for being too aggressive.

  Shamefaced and frustrated by the sexual foreplay and teasing, Bunny had just about reached her limit. “Can we go now?”

  Cory shook his head and pointed up.

  Bunny stared at the giant Ferris wheel and moaned. This would be yet another teasing ride that would leave her wanting more and still lacking the ultimate fulfillment her body craved. She was beginning to wonder if it would be another night of dissatisfaction with her vibrator. At least all three of them, and the teddy bear, would have plenty of room to sit in the same large, bucket seat.

  To hell with that. As the operator waved them onto the ride, Bunny slapped a fifty-dollar bill in his hand and whispered into his ear. The greasy man grinned and nodded.

  Cory sat in the seat and pulled her over close to him. “What were you talking to the operator about?”

  “Just asking if the ride has experienced any malfunctions lately,” Bunny replied, fighting but not quite winning against the smile that slipped across her lips.

  “And?” Jack adjusted the big pink teddy bear in the seat beside him, forcing him to edge closer to Bunny.

  “It’s been known to have a few hiccups,” she replied, ducking her head to keep her smile from giving her away.

  “Maybe we shouldn’t ride it.” Cory started to rise.

  Bunny pressed his thigh until he sat. “He assured me it was perfectly safe.”

  “I don’t trust it.” Jack leaned forward to stand.

  With a hand on his thigh, close enough to brush his straining cock, Bunny urged him to remain seated. “It’ll be fine. I promise.”

  Both Cory and Jack frowned. The ride jerked ominously as their chair started its rise to the top.

  Bunny counted the empty chairs between them and the next one with people in it. So far only three couples had boarded the ride. All seemed intent on smooching along the way. Bunny had plans of her own. She was determined to make this their last ride, so they could move on to somewhere more intimate and private.

  When they’d reached a quarter turn, she raised her hands from their thighs to skim across to the bulges beneath their jeans. Jack was more than ready and Cory, despite his insistence on going on a real date, was hard and stiff beneath the denim.

  “Watch it, lady. That’s a loaded weapon you’re touching,” Jack said in his best John Wayne impression.

  “I’m counting on it.” Bunny loosened Cory’s belt.

  Cory caught her hand as she flicked his button free. “I hope you know what you’re doing.”

  “I’m taking advice from a wise young man.” She freed Jack’s belt buckle and top button. Then with her hand on both of their zippers at once, she eased them down, surprised and delighted that they too were going commando. Her channel slicked in anticipation, and she prayed the fifty was enough to get the operator to do what should come in about three…two…one…seconds. The Ferris wheel jerked to a stop with their car at the very top.

  Bunny smiled. “Now it’s my turn to get a couple of guys as hot as this girl is.” She freed both of their cocks and circled them with her palms.

  Cory chuckled.

  Jack gasped. “This will be a first for me. I’ve never done more than kiss at the top of the Ferris wheel.”

  “And you?” Bunny asked Cory.

  “I’ve done a little more than kiss.” Cory threaded a hand through her hair and smiled. “The woman who was afraid of going out with two guys has a naughty side after all.”

  “I blame it on you two.” Bunny’s hand tightened around Cory’s cock. “Just say the word…” She leaned down until her lips touched the tip of his dick. “And I’ll stop.” Her tongued curled around his head, lapping at the firm, silky skin, stretched taught over his thickness. He had at least two inches on Ray and was twice as thick.

  Bunny’s pussy clenched. She wanted to feel that shaft inside her. She did the next best thing and pressed down over him, sliding his cock deep into her mouth.

  Behind her, Jack lifted her dress and slid his finger into her warm, wet cunt, pumping to the rhythm of her movements over Cory’s cock. “That’s right, Bunny, let’s get this party started.”

  Over and over, she came down on Cory, until his fingers laced through her hair and he pulled her off. “Stop, before I come,” he said through gritted teeth.

  Bunny smiled and licked her lips before turning to Jack. “Ready?”

  “You have no idea.” He cupped the back of her neck and pulled her close to kiss her, then guided her head down to his lap and thrust his cock into her mouth.

  Bunny took all of him until he bumped the back of her throat. She’d given Ray a blowjob on occasion, but he’d never returned the favor. Bunny felt a certain sense of power over these men and sucked hard on Jack’s cock, knowing in her gut, dessert was going to be the best part of this night.

  Cory nudged her ass with his finger, finding the tight little hole of her anus, and pressed against it.

  Bunny gasped around Jack’s dick and sucked it deeper.

  Jack’s hands dug into her hair and urged her to go faster.

  Cory slipped two fingers into Bunny’s cunt as the Ferris wheel lurched forward.

  “No,” Jack moaned. “Not yet.”

  One more time, Bunny sucked his cock, then pulled off, sitting up straight and dragging her dress back down over her bottom.

  The men struggled to zip, button and buckle their belts before the ride came to a halt and they had to get off.

  Bunny patted her hair in place and stepped off, flipping her skirt up just enough to show Jack and Cory a little ass. If they chose to ignore that invitation, so be it. She’d ask to be dropped off at her apartment so that she could finish what they’d started on her own.

  “What next?” she asked, her face schooled into an innocent smile.

  Cory growled, grabbed her hand and marched her toward the exit.

  Jack hooked her other elbow, his face determined and tense. “Time for goddamn dessert.”

  Chapter Seven

  Bunny sat quietly between the two men as they pulled out of the fairground’s parking lot and onto the highway headed back to Temptation. The pink teddy bear was relegated to the back seat, strapped into a seat belt to keep it from flying out. Neither man had spoken since the Ferris wheel ride.

  Both of them sat tense, hands to themselves.

  Bunny worried her bottom lip, wondering if she’d gone too far and scared them off. Did men like women who took control? Ray never had. It put a kink in his ego every time. Everything Bunny had done to keep food on the table and pay the rent had to appear to be a team effort when, in fact, it had all been her effort.

  As they neared town, she sank lower into her seat, fearing the worst. Jack and Cory would drop her off at her apartment and leave her high and dry. She’d be humiliated and forced to get off on her vibrator—a cold substitute for what these guys could provide in the way of thrust and vibration.

  When they passed the turn to her apartment, Bunny sat up, hope blooming. “Where are we going?”

  “To our place,” Cory said.

  This being his first communication since they’d left the fair, Bunny was still very turned on, but didn’t want

to appear too eager. “What if I don’t want to go?”

  Cory slammed his foot on the brake and Bunny pitched forward, saved by her seat belt.

  “After the Ferris wheel?” He stared at her, brows raised. “You’re telling me you don’t want to go home with us?”

  Heat filled Bunny’s cheeks. “No, that’s not what I’m telling you. But a girl likes to be asked.” Hell, yeah, she wanted to go to their place. “And if we’re going to your place, you missed your turn.”

  Cory shifted his foot from the brake to the accelerator. “I moved.”

  “Really?” She hadn’t known that. For as long as she remembered, Cory had lived around the corner from her flower shop. He drove his convertible or rode his bike past her windows practically every day. It was one of the highlights of her morning.

  “You’re gonna love it.” Jack grinned beside her. “We’re doing the work ourselves.”

  Bunny shook her head. “I didn’t know you two knew anything about carpentry.”

  “My dad is a building contractor in Austin,” Jack said. “I’ve been building houses since I was big enough to hold a hammer.”

  “I learn quickly,” Cory added.

  Bunny’s estimation of Cory and Jack rose several notches. How much more did she not know about these men? “So why did you go into stripping?”

  “I got that one.” Jack laughed. “The money is so much better than working as a trim carpenter, and Cory could work nights while going to school during the day.”

  Bunny nodded. “Smart.”

  “There’s more to this great body than meets the eye.” Cory winked at her.

  “I’m beginning to see that.” Afraid to let the conversation peter off and leave her anxious and self-conscious about what was going to happen at Cory’s new house, Bunny turned to Jack. “What’s your story?”

  “Started college…” Jack glanced away. “Was in a wreck and dropped out.”

  Bunny rested her hand on his arm. “Were you injured?”

  He stared into the distance. “Some.”

  “Some, hell,” Cory added. “Tell her.” When Jack didn’t fill in the blanks, Cory continued, “Jack was in a coma for a week. His girlfriend died in that wreck.”

  “Oh, Jack!” Bunny’s hand slipped down to his. “That must have a huge shock.”

  He squeezed hers. “It was. She was gone and buried before I woke up. But that’s the past.”

  “That’s not something you forget, or want to forget.” Bunny stared at the hand she held. “What was her name?”

  His grip had tightened almost painfully. “Stacy.”

  Bunny swallowed hard, the urgency to get naked with these men having calmed. She really didn’t know them at all. “Is that why you quit school?”

  He shrugged. “For a while, nothing seemed important.”

  “Makes me think my problems aren’t so bad,” Bunny whispered. “I’m sorry you lost her. You must have loved her very much.”

  He nodded. “Stacy loved life. Had I died, she’d have gone on living.”

  “Based on what you’ve told me about her,” Cory added, “she would have wanted the same for you.”

  “How long ago was it?” Bunny asked.

  Jack straightened. “Three years.”

  “He’d probably still be stripping at the Ugly Stick if—”

  “Cory hadn’t come along and talked me into going back to school.” Jack chuckled. “He’s a force to be reckoned with when he sets his mind on something.”

  Bunny bent her arm, bringing Jack’s hand up to her cheek and leaned against his knuckles. “How did you get into stripping?”

  “After Stacy passed, I went on a self-destructive binge. One night at the Ugly Stick, back before Audrey owned it, I got jumped by a couple of bikers. I’d been in fights before, but I didn’t know how to defend myself against more than two at once.”

  Bunny gasped. “More than two?”

  He nodded, his lips twisting into a grimace. “I was about Cory’s age—young. Thought I knew everything and was invincible.” Jack shrugged. “I learned that night that I wasn’t, and I wanted to do something about it, and about guys like the bikers who beat me up.”

  Bunny frowned. “How does that play into stripping? You were stripping before Cory, right?”

  Jack nodded. “Yeah, I got into it before Cory. Audrey was working there back then. She helped pick up the pieces and talked me into strippin’. It paid my way through self-defense training and the rest of my bachelor degree in Criminal Justice, once Cory convinced me to finish. Then I got on with the local sheriff’s department.”

  “You made a heck of a comeback.” Bunny leaned back in her seat.

  “Jack taught me a lot about self-defense.” Cory’s lips pressed into a thin line. “I reckon I’d have been beat up a lot more times by jealous boyfriends otherwise.”

  Jack nodded. “One of the dangers of the stripper gig.”

  “I never thought of that.” Bunny’s eyes widened as they turned off the road and stopped at an arched gateway with a wooden sign sporting the words Rafter M Ranch across the top. “M as in Monahan?”

  Cory nodded. “And McBride. Jack, my brother and I went together on the property. Nick finished his house a couple months back, and Jack and I are almost done with ours.” The road split into a Y and Cory took the left fork.

  “Why are you and Jack building a house together?”

  “Since I’ll be going to school in Dallas for the next few years, we decided to build one house between us. We get along better than brothers and didn’t see a need to build another. If, down the road, we outgrow it, we have enough land to build another. For now, we’re happy with the way things are.”

  Bunny couldn’t see much past the headlights as they traveled up and down low-rising hills. On the final rise, the headlights shone on a structure perched at the top of the hill. As they moved closer Bunny’s heartbeat stuttered. “A log cabin?”

  Cory shrugged. “I always dreamed of living in the mountains, but when it came right down to it, I couldn’t leave my home state of Texas. Jack and I brought a little mountain livin’ home.”

  The steep roof rose into the night sky and giant windows stretched from floor to roof. A soft light glowed from a lamp in what looked like a massive living room.

  “You did all this with the money you made stripping?” Bunny asked, her eyes rounded, her jaw hanging slack. “I’m in the wrong business.”

  “Told you she’d like it,” Jack said. “Cory and I don’t just strip. Tell her.”

  “We invested in the right stock.” Cory stared up at the house. “It paid off.”

  “I’d say it did.” Bunny turned to him. “And you’re only twenty-one?”

  “I’ll be twenty-two in a month, if that helps.” He grinned, shifted into park and climbed out of the convertible. “Wanna see the bedroom?” He extended his hand, a wicked smile stretching across his lips.

  Still somewhat subdued by Jack’s sad story, Bunny nodded, her pulse picking up in anticipation. She wanted to see the whole house more than the bedroom. The night was turning out to be a very enlightening experience. Not only about Cory and Jack. Bunny was learning to take the bull by the horns and demand what she wanted as well, instead of taking whatever leftovers remained. Her newfound confidence made her slide across the seat and take Cory’s hand.

  “That’s my girl.” He yanked her into his arms and planted a kiss on her lips. “I’ve wanted to do that since we left the fair.”

  She laughed huskily. “I’ve wanted to do a whole lot more than that since we were on the Ferris wheel.”

  “I believe our Bunny is turning into a bold woman.” Jack joined them, clasping her hand.

  “What happened to the fear of being considered a cougar?” Cory smiled down at her.

  Bunny shrugged. “I’m getting over it…fast.” She slipped her arms around the two men. “A week ago, I would never have pictured myself with two men.”

  Jack chuckled. “And look at you now.”

  “I didn’t realize just how deep a rut I’d fallen into, until I bought you two.”

  Cory leaned close to her ear and whispered, “We’ll never let you go back.”

  His warm breath and the soft words sent shivers across Bunny’s skin. She didn’t expect anything past tonight. After all, this was a paid-for date. These men had no obligation to call her the next day or week or ever again. But Cory’s words gave her a sense of hope that she quickly pushed to the back of her mind.

  This was a night she wanted to fill with memories of what it was like to be loved by two men. Not that love was involved. Lust, yes. But she could imagine.

  As they climbed the steps arm-in-arm, Bunny’s breathing became more labored, her heart racing against her ribs. She hadn’t been completely naked with a man since her divorce. What if they didn’t find her attractive?

  She stopped in front of the door and stepped out of their arms. “This is pretty overwhelming. What if you two are disappointed?”

  “What are you talking about?” Cory captured her hand. “You’re a beautiful woman. How could we possibly be disappointed?”

  Jack took her other hand. “Cory’s right. You’re gorgeous, intelligent, spunky, and your ex was a fool to let you go.”

  “But you haven’t seen me naked.” Bunny’s head dipped, her cheeks burning. “What if we get inside, get naked and you don’t like what you see?”

  “We can solve that right here, right now…before we go in.” Cory grinned, grabbed the hem of her dress and dragged it up her thighs and over her hips.

  Bunny’s hands pressed downward. “Out here? In the open?”

  Jack smiled, his gaze on the track of the rising hem. “There’s no one for miles. Just the three of us.”

  Bunny relaxed her arms and let Cory pull the dress up higher. The warm night breeze caressed her legs, stirring the hairs covering her mons, and brushed across her belly. She’d set off that evening on a journey to a powerful orgasm. Possibly her only opportunity to be with two men at once and experience the most exquisite orgasm ever. What did she have to lose? She raised her arms and the dress flew the rest of the way over her head.

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