by Vivian Arend
Ashley grinned upward momentarily before working with Cassidy to haul jeans and underwear down all at one go. Travis’s cock snapped upright so quickly he looked like some kind of early warning system.
“Hey, Cassidy.” Ashley leaned forward. “I’ve got an idea. Give me another kiss.”
Travis held his breath as they leaned against him and made contact again, flashes of tongues more pronounced this time. Hard, hot chest pressed to one leg, soft curvy breast crushed to the other.
And in the middle? Ashley guided their mouths closer and closer to Travis’s groin until those tongues were not just teasing each other but darting around his aching cock. Ashley licked with full-out enthusiasm. Cassidy more hesitantly at first, but with growing fervour.
If he closed his eyes and soaked in the sensations, Travis might last thirty seconds.
Watching?
Oh, God, if he kept watching he had ten seconds left, tops. But he couldn’t pull his gaze away. Especially once they took turns covering him before pulling back, each time going a little farther, a little deeper as his shaft grew wet enough to slide smoothly between their eager lips. Soft and pouting, then harder and yet just as eager, Cassidy proving he could destroy Travis’s mind as thoroughly as Ashley.
“That’s it, Cassidy,” Ashley encouraged him. “Suck harder as you pull back. Yeah, that looks awesome. Again. Use your hand, and go slower. Give him time to get really anxious.”
While Cassidy continued to work Travis’s cock, she caught his balls in her fingers—what was there as they’d pulled up so tight and hard, Travis was on the verge of exploding. She leaned in, sticking out her tongue to stroke the underside of his cock and over one ball.
Then damn it all if she didn’t pause and turn her head slightly toward him. “Oops, you said you wanted to be in charge, didn’t you?”
Her big blue eyes stared up so innocently that if he hadn’t been one second away from orgasm he would have laughed.
Instead all he could do was grind out a warning. “I’m coming.”
“You ready to taste him, Cassidy?” she asked.
Cassidy nodded, which was good because the next moment with his lips squeezed tight, he’d sucked Travis’s brains out the end of his dick. Semen exploded into Cassidy’s hot mouth. Travis’s body jerked as extreme pleasure tingled up his spine. Ashley teased the base of his cock with a smooth massage that seemed to double the sensation and his release rushed from him.
Cassidy pulled back and fisted Travis, licking his lips as he jerked the final spurts free, seed flying out to land on his chest.
Travis placed a hand on Cassidy’s shoulder to stop from ending up in a puddle on the floor. “Holy fuck.”
Ashley wrapped her arms around him while Cassidy rose to his feet and grinned.
“Give me a second, and I’m pretty sure I’ll find my brains.” Travis considered diving for the bench even if the wood would be cold on his bare ass. He was hot enough at the moment to put up with sitting in a snow bank. Only Cassidy stepped forward and leaned in, offering a supportive, if sticky, body to lean against.
They were all grinning like fools.
First, a moment of chastisement. Travis lifted Ashley’s chin toward him. “That’s not what I had in mind,” he scolded.
She shrugged. “Seemed a good idea at the time.”
He laughed and took her lips, kissing her and running his fingers over her back as he caught Cassidy and kept him tight to his side.
Hedonistic pleasure, maybe, but damn if it wasn’t good. And damn if he didn’t feel better in spite of the fact it was the three of them fooling around. Ashley’s expression said all too clearly how much she cared about him. Cassidy’s as well.
Later he’d take that information and revel in it. Right now, the two of them needed their worlds rocked as well.
He pulled back from his connection with Ashley and turned to Cassidy, catching him by surprise. With the other man’s mouth already open, their breaths instantly mingled and tongues connected. Travis groaned in pleasure and planned his next move.
Doing a fist pump in the middle of the room seemed a touch too blatant, but inside Ashley was celebrating all the same. It was so deliciously decadent to see Travis and Cassidy opening up to each other. She had planned to do everything necessary to keep pushing them—well, they didn’t seem to need any further encouragement. She drifted away to enjoy the sight of two strong, powerful men, naked and wrapped around each other. Cassidy’s cock stood upright, Travis even after his orgasm had a semi—the man never seemed to lose it completely.
Ashley stepped back into her sandals, silently enjoying the show. Travis threaded his fingers into Cassidy’s hair and tilted his head, examining his face intently.
“We’re not done,” he whispered, and that’s all she heard before he lowered his voice further.
Cassidy’s gaze flicked over Travis’s shoulder and landed directly on her.
Uh-oh. This didn’t bode well for her plan of hightailing it from the room to allow the guys some alone time. Not that she was opposed to having some fun herself, but this was supposed to be about them, not her.
Now both of them were staring intently. Cassidy dropped his gaze slowly over her naked body, and hummed happily. “We get to make her squirm? Because I could go for that.”
“Squirm, and a bit more.” Travis paused. “And then, your turn.”
“Let’s do it.”
Oh shit. Ashley backed off a couple more feet, wondering if she had a chance of getting to the door, but it was too late.
Travis glanced up from examining her footwear, and his brow rose. “You going somewhere?”
She didn’t answer, just took off like a shot for the door even though she figured it was useless. He caught her around the waist, and she was airborne, hot male flesh holding her firmly as he carried her. Travis plunked her on top of the table and leaned over her with both arms, his grin wide as he pressed their foreheads together. “I don’t feel like streaking through the yard, thank you. You started the game here, we’ll finish it here.”
She pouted. “But this table is so hard.”
Cassidy laughed and grabbed a cushion from the window seat. “Your throne, milady.”
He laid the thick padding on the sturdy table, and she wiggled on top, pulling him over her and linking her hands behind his neck. “Kiss me.”
“You are a bossy little thing tonight.” Cassidy nuzzled her neck. “Between you and Travis, I’m feeling outnumbered.”
His hips nestled between her legs, and for a moment she was tempted to wrap her legs around him and indulge in a good old-fashioned fucking.
Then that other bossy guy in the room interfered. “Shove over, Butch, I need access to some soft, womanly tits.”
Cassidy rolled to the side, grimacing briefly. “I thought you’d forgotten that stupid nickname.”
Butch? Oh… Ashley giggled. “Does that make Travis the Sundance Kid? Because, you know, that’s just not right.”
Travis settled at her side, leaning on an elbow as he slid his fingers over her breast. “You can be the kid. Now, shut up and take your punishment.”
Two hands stroked her. Two lips caressed. Teased. Tasted.
This was the penance she had to pay? Willingly. She could handle it.
They were at her breasts, one on each side, warm tongues rasping in unsynchronized tugs and nips. She could handle the kisses they gave her in turn, tongues driving into her mouth and possessing her. Cassidy’s smooth jaw, the rougher rasp of shadow on Travis’s chin—both leaving behind sensitized skin that ached for more.
It was their touch that destroyed her. All the while their mouths took her to heaven, the gentlest of touches floated over her belly. Between her legs. Strong fingers stroked her sex before slipping into her pussy. Thrusting in deep, rubbing all the spots that made stars float in front of her eyes.
One finger, another. Pressure on her clit. Thick digits that pinned her in place then stretched her wide, and she gas
ped for control. Fought to hang on and not simply give in to the pleasure.
She had to see—had to know.
She struggled up on her elbows and stared down her body. Like feasting at some erotic food bar, their mouths returned to nip and nibble. Two hands rested between her legs, and both of them had a finger inside her at the same time.
Ashley moaned, her mouth captured by Cassidy’s kiss as Travis eased back only far enough to make room for him.
Two men kissing her, kissing each other, tongues tangling then retreating. Combined with their fingers fucking her so forcibly she couldn’t fight it anymore, Ashley closed her eyes and let her orgasm take her.
A minute later? Maybe two—she’d lost all track of time—Cassidy nuzzled her cheek softly, slowing his touch. “Fucking amazing.”
Another kiss, this time Travis, his lips next to her ear. “You okay, baby?”
She made herself nod. “Uh-huh.”
Even though she felt like a bowl of jelly, getting her jollies wasn’t the end of the evening. She twisted toward Travis. “You’re being an ass and leaving Cassidy hanging.”
Travis laughed. “He hasn’t been hanging since the minute you started working on that damn ice cream cone, woman.”
“So?” she demanded. He wasn’t stupid. He knew what she was asking.
“We’re taking care of you first, that’s all,” Cassidy insisted.
“God, the two of you are impossible.” She wiggled out from under them far enough to sit up, looking around to find the deck of cards. Seated naked, she ignored their grins as she shuffled a couple of times then slammed a card on the table in front of each of them. She flipped hers over to show an ace, then grinned at Travis. “Get Cassidy off. Now.”
He exchanged an amused look with Cassidy. “I hope you’re enjoying ordering me around, because it’s not happening again for a long, long time.”
“You playing?” Ashley taunted. She turned their cards to reveal a pair of jacks. “I’d have given you both jokers, but there were none in the deck.”
Travis slipped off the tabletop, his cock back up to full again as he paced around the table to Cassidy’s side. “Lesson to learn, Cassidy? Never bet with a woman who does card tricks.”
Cassidy rotated to face him. “I don’t know. So far everything’s gone pretty damn well as far as I’m concerned.”
“Going to get better,” Travis promised. He planted a hand on either side of Cassidy’s hips before twisting to speak to Ashley. “And you. While you watch, I want those clever fingers of yours on your pussy. Once Cassidy loses control, I’m fucking you right here on the table while Cassidy plays with you.”
A lovely shiver took her at his growly command. “Sounds wonderful.”
Travis turned back, and Cassidy swallowed hard. Tension rose, a fine sheen of sweat on both their torsos glistening in the lights. Travis pressed his lips to Cassidy’s chest. “Relax. You’ll like it.”
“That’s not the trouble,” Cassidy complained. “I’m worried I won’t last more than three… Holy fuck.”
No holds barred. Travis simply fisted Cassidy’s cock and surrounded him. Mouth sealed tight over the crown, Travis’s cheeks hollowed, and Cassidy stiffened, hips rising off the table.
Even if Travis hadn’t told her to, Ashley wouldn’t have been able to stop from dipping her fingers between her legs. Rubbing her clit to ease the building pressure as Travis took Cassidy deep again and again. He sat on the bench, his own cock rising upward as he sucked Cassidy’s hard length, leaving room to pump his fist up and down. Forceful, full, hard strokes until Cassidy gasped for air, his stomach muscles clenched to rocks.
Ashley couldn’t stay away. She crawled in closer and brushed a hand over Cassidy’s abdomen. Teased lightly to let him know she was there, then she pressed her palm to his chest and kissed him as she guided him to lie on the cushion.
“Ashley.” He caught her around the neck as his eyes rolled back. She glanced down the table to see Travis had let go of Cassidy’s cock. He’d pushed Cassidy’s thigh out of the way and was playing with his ass. Still sucking his cock enthusiastically, noises of pleasure rising as Cassidy squirmed.
She stayed where she was, kissing Cassidy tenderly. “Feels good, baby? His mouth on your cock? His finger in your ass?”
Cassidy nodded, his lips tightly closed as if he were afraid to let go.
“Let it happen,” she soothed. “Enjoy it all. His tongue. His touch. It’s like getting fucked and fucking at the same time, right?”
She gasped as a strong hand pressed between her legs again, this time Cassidy dragging her hand over slick skin, their fingers linked as he rubbed her clit.
Travis worked Cassidy’s dick like she’d worked the ice cream cone at the start of the night. His other hand was wrapped around his own cock and pumping hard.
Crazy, dirty sex. Perfect crazy, mixed-up sex.
Cassidy jerked without warning, curling upright slightly as he came. “Oh, fuck, yeah.”
There was too much to see, to feel. Cassidy shouted again as Travis swallowed around his cock, the entire length buried deep. Travis’s hand on his own cock faltered, picking up again to drag out another climax, shooting against his abdomen. Ashley’s pussy squeezed around nothing, but that was fine—that was just fine as erotic tension pulsed in waves, and satisfaction rolled through her one more time.
“Oh. Fuck. Yeah.” Ashley repeated Cassidy’s words enthusiastically. That had been about perfect.
Ashley moaned as she rolled to her back. Travis panted for air, and Cassidy…
Well, he had no choice other than to stay in one spot and allow the shudders racking his body to die away.
“That was awesome.” Ashley smiled at the ceiling, looking a little like a cat that’d gotten into the cream.
He stroked her cheek, but all the while he was aware of Travis. Of naked bodies and the scent of sex. Of the wetness around his cock, and his still-tingling balls.
“You two proud of yourselves?” Travis drawled.
“Ha!” Ashley waved a hand in the air. “Tell me you’re pissed off. Just try to say it, so I can call bullshit.”
Travis snuck his hand over her stomach, reaching until he made contact with Cassidy. Instant goose bumps rose as Travis stroked his fingertips over Cassidy’s skin, caressing them both with one motion.
“Oh hell, I wouldn’t dream of complaining, though I had talked about fucking you, little minx.” She turned her smile on him, and Travis grinned in return, his cocky expression fading to far more serious. “And as much fun as your game was? It backfired. Now that I’ve had a taste, I don’t want it to end.”
Cassidy fought to keep from jerking off the table in shock. “What do you mean?”
Travis flattened his hand against Cassidy’s chest and leaned farther to make direct eye contact. “We said this game was for tonight, but hell if that’s enough. We’ve got nothing stopping us. No reason not to take for the entire damn summer. All three of us—that’s what I want. I want you both in my bed, and as patient as I was tonight with Ashley ordering us around, I don’t think I need to remind you that I’m stubborn enough to get my way.”
“What if we don’t want more than tonight?” Cassidy demanded, feeling his meager control of the situation slipping away. Even worse, he wasn’t honestly disappointed by the fact.
A sharp snort of amusement escaped Travis. “Well, Cassidy, see that’s why I’ll get my way. If you really could say to me, ‘T, I don’t want to spend the next two and a half months fooling around with you and Ashley’ then I’d listen, and that would be the end of it.” He moved closer, his eyes mesmerizing. “But I know the truth. And the truth is you’re longing for this as much as I am. So how about we cut the bullshit and make it official?”
Fear still hovered. “What if this—?”
“No,” Travis snapped. Then softer, but just as earnest. “No what-ifs. It’s not going to be perfect all the time—I know that. We’ll deal with the stupid things we do a
s we do them, which probably means you guys calling me out for being an ass ninety percent of the time, but we’re doing this. Are you in or not?”
Ashley curled her hands around Cassidy’s biceps, blinking innocently. “We can handle it. Maybe between the two of us we can teach Travis some manners.” She gave a little gasp as Travis’s hand slapped her bare ass, but her smile stayed bright.
Cassidy would be a fool to turn them down. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. It wasn’t forever, and it was everything he’d longed for. Who he’d longed for.
Travis’s sharp eyes took in all of it. Cocky and bold and too damn addictive to ignore. It might be wrong, might be dangerous, but Cassidy couldn’t resist.
He stroked Ashley’s lips with his thumb, ignoring Travis for a moment. Focusing on her, because she was the reason this could happen—because she’d made the first moves, and she was strong enough to put up with him and Travis for the next while. “Not like I’d turn down the opportunity to spend the summer with a beautiful woman.”
“Damn right, you won’t,” Travis muttered. “Shit for brains if you did.”
“Asshole,” Cassidy drawled back. “But I’m sleeping in my own bed, thank you. Bet you’re a fucking bed hog.”
Ashley’s laughter rang over the room. “I love how you guys are so upfront and open about your emotions.”
Travis nuzzled her neck. “Good. Because you got us into this, babe. And you have to deal with us for the rest of the summer.”
From the look in her eyes, she wasn’t one bit upset about that challenge at all.
Chapter Eighteen
“You want to go on a trail ride?”
Ashley glanced up from the teeny table in her camper van that she was using as a computer desk. The side door was propped open to let in the fresh air, and Cassidy filled the frame. His blond hair stood up in places, his hat held before him in his hands.
Hands. Hmm. The memory of his touch sent a shiver trickling over her. It had been a couple days since they’d had their little showdown in the mess hall. Since then she’d spent her nights in Travis’s bed, without Cassidy joining them.