Sarasota Steam

by Sarasota Steam (lit)

  “At this point I don’t want it back. I just want to be here with you two.” After thinking on it for a moment, she added, “I guess in a way he did me a favor. I never would’ve met you two if it hadn’t been for him. I’d have my farm, but I’d be alone and miserable.”

  “You’ll never be alone again,” Goyo promised. “Not with the two of us around.”

  * * * *

  Of course, she quickly discovered she wouldn’t have many friends amongst Leda and Bessie’s clique. When they arrived at the social, the six girls quickly repositioned themselves at the far end of the meeting hall room where the social was being held and shot Callie dirty looks even as others moved in to be introduced to Jasper’s fiancée.

  Callie felt bad that she wasn’t able to stand there with Goyo, too, but he took up a lively conversation with a few other men on the far side of the room.

  Jasper soon caught the circuit rider’s attention, a short, chubby man with a round face and easy smile. Reverend Dixon was more than happy to perform the quick nuptials, and they found the Justice of the Peace to sign off on the marriage certificate.

  With her stomach a flurry of nerves, the small group of them, Goyo in tow, assembled outside in the waning light to have the ceremony. And even as Jasper held her hand and she repeated the vows the preacher recited, she thought about being nestled in Goyo’s lap and saying them to him first.

  When Jasper slipped the ring onto her hand after Goyo handed it to him, she glanced over Jasper’s shoulder and didn’t miss Goyo’s playful wink. Forcing back her giggle, she managed to keep her wits about her even as he handed her the ring to slip on Jasper’s finger.

  “I now pronounce you man and wife,” Reverend Dixon announced. “You may kiss your bride.”

  Jasper’s smile warmed her heart along with deeper, more intimate places. He swept her into his arms and kissed her, long and hard, hinting at the loving she would receive from them both later.

  Goyo stepped in to quickly hug him, then give her a longer hug. “Don’t forget, sweetheart,” he whispered in her ear. “You were mine first.”

  “Don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll remind me.” He stepped back and she knew his grin matched the one on her face.

  And as she heard applause she realized a few dozen of Sarasota’s citizens had gathered out front to watch the proceedings. That’s when she blushed, embarrassed, as people she didn’t know offered her and Jasper their congratulations and once again pushed Goyo to the side.

  It didn’t feel real in a way, even as she stood dutifully at Jasper’s side, her arm hooked through his, and listened to him talk. It wasn’t hard to play the shy new bride with all these strangers around. All she wanted to do was leave so she could go home with her men.

  At least they weren’t the only marriage that night. Two other couples had the circuit rider marry them, too, finally taking the brunt of the attention off of them. The social was in full swing when a tall, severe-looking man walked up. He offered his hand to Jasper and nodded to Callie. He looked a little less stern when he smiled.

  “Congratulations, Jasper. I heard you bought Jack Porter’s land.”

  “Thanks, Ron. Callie, this is Ron Palmer.”

  Ah, Leda’s father. “Pleased to meet you,” she softly said. She’d tried to limit how much she spoke during the social.

  The man leaned in closer to Jasper. “I’m glad you didn’t bring Callie’s brother tonight. That daughter of mine’s been chewing my ear about how rude he acted.” He winked. “Between you and me, I can understand why a brother would want to chase off anyone he considered competition for his sister’s beau.”

  Callie blushed and pressed herself tighter against Jasper’s side. Jasper’s rumbling laugh rolled through her. “Well, I do apologize if your daughter’s feelings were hurt, but I have to admit Callie and I had an immediate attraction. Neither of us expected it.” He gently squeezed her arm. “After I lost my first wife, I never imagined I could fall in love again, and then all of a sudden there she was. Like a gift from God.”

  She looked up into his face and read the emotions in his eyes. That wasn’t just a line he told for Palmer’s benefit, he felt it through his very core. Her heart fluttered again, wishing she could throw her arms around him and kiss him good and hard except she didn’t think that would be a proper thing to do at a church social.

  The men talked for a few more minutes. Callie looked around and spotted Goyo on the other side of the room, near the refreshment table. Bessie had cornered him.

  Callie fought her wave of jealousy. She couldn’t do a darn thing about it with all those people around, it would look totally improper.

  As she watched, an older man walked over, Bessie’s father if she had to guess, and started talking with Goyo. The older man’s posture seemed to relax a few moments later when Goyo held up his left hand, as if displaying the ring. Then he looked upward and genuflected before bowing his head, his hand pressed to his heart.

  She stifled another giggle. Somehow, from Bessie’s sudden, forlorn look, she imagined Goyo had just told a story that would get him off the hook with any of Sarasota’s hopeful single women.

  After a few more minutes of talking, Goyo bid his leave and made his way over to Jasper and Callie.

  Ron Palmer shook hands with him. “You know,” he said to Jasper, “you, Gregorio, and I haven’t had much chance to socialize since you two arrived in town. How did you two meet, anyway?”

  “Allow me,” Goyo immediately chimed in. Callie knew they were in for a whopper from the playful twinkle in Goyo’s eyes. “I was living in St. Augustine, where I grew up. One day I was on my way to go eat dinner, I lived in town, and this horse pulling a wagon spooked. I was walking toward Jasper, and he didn’t see it running up behind him. I grabbed him and pulled him out of the way. Well, he wanted to buy me dinner to thank me, and we got to talking. I found out he’d just arrived in town, we were both widowers, and he needed a place to stay. We had a lot in common, understood each other’s loss.” He put his hand over his heart again and looked down briefly. “Pretty soon we decided to pool our money and go partners in a ranch. And here we are. Compadres.”

  Jasper looked like he wanted to burst out laughing almost as much as Callie did. He arched an eyebrow at Goyo. “Compadres,” he agreed before he looked back to Palmer.

  “Ah, that makes sense. I’m sorry about your wife, Gregorio. How did she die?”

  Goyo repeated the performance he’d apparently given Bessie’s father, genuflecting and then dramatically looking up to Heaven with his hand over his heart. Callie would have believed him if she didn’t know it was pure fantasy. “Lost at sea.” He bowed his head for a moment before looking at Palmer. “I shall never marry again. It is my vow to God, made before my priest at her funeral.”

  Callie chewed on the inside of her lip to keep from laughing. She knew darn well the story would be all over Sarasota by the next evening, a ready-made explanation that would discourage all but the most stalwart of female pursuers.

  When Palmer started to ask Jasper about his first wife, Callie fanned herself and hoped she looked faint. “Jasper, I’m so sorry,” she whispered just loud enough for Palmer to hear and trying to sound weak, “but this heat is making me feel rather poorly.”

  Both men immediately seized upon the fib. “Jaz, perhaps you should take her home,” Goyo suggested. “I don’t mind leaving early.” He looked at Palmer. “She’s not used to our weather down here yet. Virginia’s not usually this hot and muggy.”

  He nodded. “I totally understand. I hope you feel better soon, Mrs. Collins.”

  She nearly did swoon at that, and felt extremely glad when a few minutes later they were back in the wagon and heading for home.

  When they were safely down the road, Jasper turned and looked at Goyo with a playful grin. “I’m guessing Bessie won’t be paying us anymore unexpected social calls?”

  Goyo laughed and shook his head. “Nope.” He reached over the wagon seat and patted
Callie on the thigh. “And I even managed to get out of there without having to dance a single time.” His touch turned more seductive. “With any luck, we won’t have to face any questions in the future, Mrs. Collins.”

  She leaned back and kissed him. “I hope not.”

  * * * *

  When they reached the house Jasper shooed them inside. “I’ll take care of the team,” he offered after giving them both a kiss. “You two go get started with our wedding night.”

  Callie squealed as Goyo scooped her into his arms. “Don’t take too long,” he said. “I don’t want you to miss the fun.”

  Inside, he dropped her onto their bed before lighting an oil lamp. In the dim, flickering light, his blue eyes looked dark with passion as he removed his jacket and shrugged off his suspenders. He unbuttoned his shirt. “I shall enjoy ravishing you all night long, Mrs. Collins,” he softly teased.

  “Don’t call me that,” she said. “Please.”

  He frowned before moving to sit next to her on the bed. “Why not?”

  She took his left hand in hers and kissed it, then pressed it to her chest. “I belong to both of you.”

  He lifted an eyebrow at her. “Well, I can’t very damn well go around calling you Mrs. Valdes, can I?”

  “Just call me yours.”

  He leaned in and kissed her. “You are mine. Just like he’s mine. We’ll love you something fierce. I promise, Callie. Forever.”

  “I’ll hold you to it, Gregorio Valdes.” She stroked his cheek, fires lighting inside of her as she recalled their time in the spring. “Now are you going to sit there, or are you going to get out of those clothes and help me out of mine?”

  He smiled and sprang to his feet, quickly shedding the rest of his clothes. His cock, already thick and dark and rigid with his desire, immediately drew her eyes. He stood next to the bed, but before he could climb in again she leaned over and stroked him with her hand.

  He sucked in a breath. “Ai, baby, you do that, I won’t last long.”

  “I want to taste you.” He smelled good, still slightly of soap from their earlier bath and musky desire as she drew close and kissed the end of his cock.

  It jerked at her touch. His hands moved to her shoulders. “Don’t tease me, Callie. Please, baby, I need you.”

  Her lips gingerly closed around the large head, her tongue carefully exploring the hot, smooth surface. He sucked in another breath. “That’s it, baby. That’s perfect.” From the way his body trembled, she knew he desperately struggled to hold back.

  Braver, she placed her hands on his hips and held on as she took him deeper into her mouth. She tasted him, salty and tangy and spicy on her tongue and wondered if Jasper would taste the same.

  He loosened her bonnet and removed it. His hands smoothed through her hair. “I can’t wait for you to grow your hair long, baby. I want to wrap it around my fingers while you do this to me. I want to feel it drape over my skin while you do this to me.”

  Her heart raced at his words, his passionate tone. His voice deepened with his desire. “Just remember, you belong to me as much as you belong to him. Remember who you said your vows to first.”

  She closed her eyes and wanted to melt into him, be a part of him.

  His hips started rocking, each thrust pushing him a little deeper into her mouth. “Ai, mami, I can’t hold it back.” His large hands gently cradled her head. “I’m gonna come.”

  With that warning, she felt his cock harden even more, pulsing between her lips as it erupted. Thick, hot ropes of come splashed across her tongue. He moaned as she licked and swallowed until he finally laughed and withdrew. “All right, you’re gonna kill me, you keep that up.” He crawled into bed with her and pulled her into his arms. “Sweetness, you are so good.”

  “I did it right? I’ve never done that before.”

  He laughed, loud and long. “Did you do it right?” He laughed even more. “Baby, that was so good, Jaz couldn’t have done it better.”

  She felt oddly pleased with herself. “Really?”

  He kissed her. “Really. Now let’s get you out of that dress.” It didn’t take but a minute. Then he moved to kneel between her legs. “You’re so beautiful,” he said in an awed tone. “I could spend all night looking at you.”

  Her heart raced as he leaned forward and kissed her tummy. “One day you’ll have our child and be even more beautiful, mami.” He kissed a slow, hot trail lower, across her belly until his hands pushed her legs further apart. “Open up for me, let me get you nice and hot.”

  His hair had come loose and it fell forward, softly brushing against her thighs. When his tongue stroked her clit, she let out a moan. If she’d thought their fingers had felt good earlier, this was beyond comparison. Her hands tightly fisted in the sheets as she writhed beneath him. She lost track of time as his tongue snaked in and out of her pussy, along her slick folds, around her clit, bringing her close to sweet release without letting her over the top. She was about to start begging when she heard the front door open and shut, then the sound of Jasper’s boots walking down the hall.

  At the sound of his deep, amused chuckle, she forced her eyes open. He stood in the doorway, a smile on his face, his arms crossed. “Looks like Goyo’s having fun, sweetheart.” He quickly stripped and joined them in the bed.

  Goyo lifted his head, prompting a disappointed moan from her. “I wanted to wait until you got here, papi, so you could hear her scream her head off.”

  Jasper leaned in and kissed her. “I can’t wait to watch you fuck her again.”

  “You’ll have to. She already sucked me dry.”

  Another long, sweet rumble of laughter. “I can’t wait to feel that myself!” He lowered his lips to her right breast and sucked her nipple into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue until she felt every pull of his lips all the way through her body, joining with the feel of Goyo’s mouth on her pussy. He used his hand to similarly torment her other nipple until she was helplessly squirming on the bed under their touch.

  “Please!” she gasped. “Please do it!”

  Goyo lifted his head again. “Do what, mami?” he asked. “Tell us what you want.”

  “Please make me come!”

  “That’s my girl.” This time when he licked her pussy he didn’t stop, concentrating on her clit and holding on to her thighs until she screamed from the sweet explosions threatening to rend her very soul. When he finally relented, she lay trembling on the bed.

  Goyo sat up, a pleased smile on his face. “Top that, papi.”

  Jasper sat up, laughing, and kissed him. Callie looked on in wonder, feeling stirrings deep within her at the sight of the two men tenderly embracing. Jasper closed his eyes and touched his forehead to Goyo’s. “I love you,” he whispered.

  “I love you, too. Time for me to watch you have some fun.” He changed positions with Jasper, laying down beside her and cuddling her close. He tucked her head against his shoulder, one arm around her. “Now, baby, I get to watch him make sweet love to you.”

  She looked up into Goyo’s eyes as his other hand tenderly stroked her cheek before it slowly drew a trail down her neck to her left breast. With one finger he circled her nipple, making it peak, begging for his lips to suck on it.

  Between her legs, Jasper lowered his head to her sex and flicked his tongue along her clit. She didn’t think she’d be able to get over again that soon, but it didn’t stop Jasper from trying. He soon had her squirming and whining for him to fuck her.

  He sat up and stroked his cock, which already rigidly stood at attention. “You want this, sweetheart? Is that what you’re saying?”

  Goyo chuckled. “Don’t torture her. That’s mean.”

  He covered her body with his and slowly pressed the head of his cock against her drenched opening. “We’re going to love you for the rest of our lives, baby,” he promised. He kissed her chin, the hollow of her throat, the tip of her nose, before he lowered his lips to hers and gently brushed them across her parted mouth
. “We’re going to show you how hard two men can love a women, not just in bed, either.” He kissed her again as he slowly pressed forward, his cock spreading her tight passage open as he continued until he buried his member all the way to the root.

  Jasper adjusted his position, putting his weight on his elbows so he didn’t squish her. “You sure you can handle two hot and horny men?”

  She draped her arms around his neck. “I can handle you two.” She wiggled her hips against him and enjoyed the feeling of his shaft stroking her throbbing clit.

  Goyo chuckled. “I know what I’d love to do.” He kissed her shoulder. “I’d love to feel you taking both our cocks.”

  Her heart bolted like a runaway horse. “What?”

  Jasper’s lips quirked in a smile. “Oh, hell, that would be sexy.” Before she could ask what they meant, Jasper had rolled over with her on top of him and Goyo momentarily disappeared from the bed. When Goyo returned, Jasper’s hands slipped down her back to her ass.

  “We’re going to make you well and truly ours,” Jasper said as he kissed her. She wanted to again ask what they meant but his tongue distracted her and chased all coherent thought from her brain. Jasper spread her cheeks, and that’s when she felt Goyo’s finger gently probing her virgin entrance.

  When she tried to protest, the words were cut off by her moan as one of Goyo’s fingers slipped inside her puckered hole. She wiggled her hips against Jasper, his cock deeply embedded in her pussy.

  “That feels good, doesn’t it, mami?” Goyo asked. She moaned again when she felt his lips feather down her spine even as his finger slowly pumped into her. “Rock your hips, baby. Enjoy it.”

  As wicked as it was, she did enjoy it. She closed her eyes and rested her head on Jasper’s chest as she let the men possess her body. Just when she thought she would lose her mind from need, Goyo added a second finger to her dark hole, and she let out another moan.

  After a few minutes of this, he withdrew his fingers, then added more lotion before working three into her, a slight burn as he stretched her that turned her insides into melted butter as she slid her body along Jasper’s rigid cock.