Hat Trick

by Cerise DeLand

  “Grateful?” Trey choked on his coffee.

  “Listen, darlin’,” Gage objected, “we—”

  “No, no, let me.” She put her coffee cup down and sat forward, brushing her hair behind her ears. “I didn’t think I would ever again find a man to have fun with in bed. I have lived in this town forever. But there was no one here who thrilled me. No one I wanted to date or just pass time with. Certainly, no one I was attracted to enough to think of getting intimate with, you know what I mean?” Geez, stop rambling!

  Both men nodded and began to speak.

  She put up a hand, unable to button her lip. “Hear me out. I wanted to feel passion again. I made a decision not long ago to look for a man I could enjoy. I couldn’t find one older.” She gave a small laugh. “Hell, I couldn’t even find one my age. And to be honest, I did say to myself recently, maybe I could look for a younger one. Age didn’t seem as important as finding someone to laugh with and sigh with. Someone to share a bit of tenderness. Making love is so…” Her eyes fell closed.

  “Wonderful,” Trey whispered.

  “Necessary,” Gage added.

  “It is,” Belle told them in a rush. “It is! Like a fresh summer breeze and the fragrance of roses. Fulfillment that money or things can never give you. And it’s exquisite to find someone you can enjoy that with. So when you do, you’re stunned.”

  “And proud,” said Trey.

  “And happier than you thought you ever could be,” Gage told her. “And you wonder if it can last.”

  “Yes.” She nodded. Here it comes. They’re saying goodbye.

  Trey smiled at her with a tender look. “So when you do find someone like that, it’s important to see if it can happen more than once.”

  She stilled. What?

  “See if the sex was a fluke or the beginning of great relationship,” he finished.

  “What are you saying?” she asked each man, sunlight bursting inside her.

  Gage put his tray down on the floor and slid up beside her to cup her cheek. “Trey and I want to make love to you again.” One of his blond brows arched up. “We want to know if what we feel for you and what you feel for each of us is only passion.”

  Trey came into the bed and stroked her shoulder. “Or if it’s more. Look at me, cara.” He put a finger to her chin. “We want to learn if we can thrill you again. Feel that summer breeze.” He tapped his finger on the tip of her nose. “Smell the roses with you.”

  “We want to find out if we can excite you,” Gage whispered.

  “And show you how wonderful you make us feel, cara. We’ve never had a night with a woman who is so giving. Not separately. Not together.”

  “You are special, Belle,” Gage asserted. “We want to prove it to you.”

  “So if you’ll have us, we’d like to show you just how thrilled and grateful we are for the greatest damn night of loving we’ve ever spent,” Trey added. “Can you, cara? Make love with us again?”

  She felt as if the world had just been handed to her on a silver platter. Her heart swelled. Her mind did somersaults. She placed a hand to each man’s cheek and kissed each man’s lips with an affection borne of their sweetness and their care of her. “I want to make love to you very badly.” I must discover, as well as you, if what we enjoyed together is just my lonely libido screeching in joy—or so much more. “Shall we have breakfast first?”

  Trey rolled his eyes. “Our lady is hungry, Gage.”

  Gage leaned over to pick up another strip of bacon and present it to Belle. “Eat up, darlin’. You’ll need the energy ’cause we’re about to feast on you.”

  She doubted she could wait. She flung the towel off her head and shook out her hair. Then she licked her lips. She rose up to her knees and examined their trays. Nothing appealed so much as the strawberry jam. She reversed and scooped some up on her index finger. “Yum. I am famished. I made this jam myself last summer. Have you tried any of this?”

  One pair of blue eyes locked on hers. One pair of big meaty hands took possession of her hips.

  Gage took a bit of jam on his fingers. “I haven’t had the pleasure. But what if I tried it,” he asked as he painted her nipples with the sticky red stuff, “like this?” He bent toward her and licked around the circumference of one areola, then nipped her. Soothed her with the rough lavings of his tongue. And sucked her into his mouth.

  All the while from behind, Trey caressed her labia with deft fingers. “How’s the jam, cara?” he whispered as he sank two thick fingers into her cunt.

  “Delicious,” she moaned and wiggled her ass at him. “I’d like something more.”

  “Tell us, baby,” Gage said between little bites of her nipples. “Anything you want is yours.”

  “I want to suck Trey,” she whimpered, “while you fuck me from behind, Gage. Can you do that?”

  Both men growled in agreement.

  She smiled at each of them. “We’ll use the chaise.” She stepped to the floor and took one hand of each man. “Trey, come here, honey,” she said leading him to sit on the lounge. She pushed the red checked apron aside and spread his legs. His cock was ready for fun all right, erect, deep purple and dripping. Last night, when he had made love to her, she had known his rod was blunt and she had made a crazy note in her head to admire his attribute up close. Now she was going to be able to enjoy him fully in her mouth. “You’re beautiful.” She cupped him. “And big.”

  He stared at her, his eyes glazed with desire, his fingers clenching the arms of the lounge.

  She crawled closer and looked over her shoulder at Gage. “Come on, sweetie. I need you.” She watched him wrench off the pink apron. “Lovely,” she praised him, one hand stroking his length. “Long, too. Hurry, honey and get a condom.” She watched him lean over to grab one from the nightstand, roll it on and felt him press his warm body to hers. His cock went right up the cleft of her ass cheeks. His fingers slid along her seam and then slipped inside her slick cunt.

  “Christ, Trey,” Gage managed while he found her sensitive clit, “you have never felt such a wet pussy.”

  Belle smiled and sank over a moaning Trey. Oh, she had never been so filled. So thrilled. Her pussy and her mouth were in heaven and she wondered where she’d been these few years, thinking that she needed only one man to fill her up.

  Gage pumped into her with a languid rhythm she matched as she caressed Trey with her mouth. She licked his long vein. Sucked his head. Swirled her lips over the tip and sucked his slit. He moaned and bucked. “You are the best, Belle. Damn.”

  Gage picked up his tempo and rocked his cock into her quickly. “Honey, you’re so swollen, I can barely move.” He withdrew.

  She moaned. “Don’t go, Gage.”

  He kissed her ass. “No worries, baby. I’m gonna eat you, get you wetter.” And then she felt his lips on her pussy. Was that possible? From behind?

  “Prettiest picture I’ve ever seen, Trey,” he told his buddy. “All pink glistening pussy.” He sucked her and then rose to ram into her.

  She groaned, and lifted her lips from Trey. “So good.”

  Gage dug his fingers into her hips. “Ready, baby?”

  “Mmm,” she said, her lips around Trey’s cock. So ready.

  He rocked into her with a steady, hard pace that had her opening her mouth and silently screaming. When he came, he growled and picked up his pace, throwing her pussy into the sweetest convulsions and making her wild to give Trey a piece of the joy. She stroked him, sucking his tip until he grabbed her head, held her close and sent his cum deep inside her with three quick thrusts.

  Panting, the three of them were suspended in time. Held each other as they were.

  “Unbelievable,” rasped Trey.

  “Sweetest piece of ass, honey,” Gage swept a hand over one buttock.

  “Loved it all,” she said as Gage helped her up and Trey kissed her lips.

  “I want to do it again,” she said as they all lay down together. “Later,” she added and they chuck
led and fell into a deep sleep.

  * * * * *

  The sun was blazing through the sheers at her bedroom windows when they roused.

  “Let’s get going,” Trey ordered them as he climbed out of bed. “I’m starving. And we need to drive out and look at Carla’s ranch.”

  Belle struggled up on her elbows. “I need to take another shower.”

  “Yeah, good idea,” Gage said as he bit her shoulder.

  “I’m in!” Trey grinned from the side of the bed.

  Belle balked. “You are not! Neither one of you! I am taking this shower alone.”

  “No fair,” Trey pouted and made them laugh.

  “Yeah, well,” she scolded them with a feigned beady-eyed look, “I know what will happen if we get in that shower together.”

  Gage chuckled. “She’s got a point.”

  “Then get the hell in there, woman!” Trey ordered. “Don’t take too long or we’ll have to come find you and fill up your shower with a boatload of testosterone.”

  “Don’t mind him.” Gage’s shoulders shook in laughter. “Take your time. Now that we know you care for us, we’re not going anywhere anytime soon.”

  She padded to her big bathroom and reveled in the fact she had two men loving her. Two younger men! Not just once, but twice. And maybe for the foreseeable future. She pinched her arm in delight. Oh, baby, I’m a real Cougar now!

  Chapter Six

  “I’m still skeptical about this terrain,” Gage told Belle and Trey as the three of them surveyed the horizon of Carla’s ranch, for the third time, two weeks later. “Looks flat, but the rock could go very deep and be very costly to dig up to build a decent foundation.”

  Belle pushed her sunglasses up her nose and pulled her Stetson down farther over her eyes. The August sun was burning through her plaid shirt and jeans, and the dry spell they’d endured was only getting worse. “I agree. Just because Carla would lease it to your corporation for a decent fee does not mean you have to take it.”

  “Good point, cara.” Trey winced. “But the price is very right.”

  Gage shook his head. “I preferred that piece of land we saw over in Brewster County the other day.”

  Belle sighed. “Perhaps the first thing to do is wait until Carla and Jed come back from their honeymoon.”

  “Yep. Talk it over with them.” Trey said.

  Belle added, “And you can wait until tomorrow and evaluate what the engineer, Ben Tyler, tells you about the water table and the caliche rock content.”

  “If that comes back with a bad report,” Trey commented and took a drink of water from his bottle, “we may have to rethink the original idea of the architecture.”

  “Nothing’s in writing yet, right?” Belle asked.

  “No contracts. No designs,” Gage said, pushing back his white cowboy hat in frustration. “But I had my heart set on three stories at least. A big sweep around three pools.”

  Trey smacked his lips. “I know, Gage. But we should be realistic. Not think about the building until we know the land can support it. Plus I am not too certain the entrance off the interstate highway is sufficient to support the traffic we need coming in to a facility of our size.”

  Belle stuck her toe in the dirt, considering how far to go with what she knew. “Guys, I do not mean to be pushy and you can tell me to clam up anytime you want. But…”

  “Okay, baby, shoot.” Gage turned to look at her, his hands on his hips.

  “Tell us what you’re thinking, cara,” Trey encouraged her. “We are definitely all good friends here.” He sent one dark brow up in exclamation. “Don’t you think?”

  She lifted her glasses to her forehead to grin at them. After two weeks of the finest, most inventive loving she’d ever had, she found them funny and dear, witty and just goddamn smart. “Oh, I do, honey. I definitely do.”

  “Then hit us, baby, with what you’re thinking behind those beautiful purple eyes.”

  “I know you refused me when I first offered to introduce you around the county.”

  “We’re in bed with you because we love what we are together, not because we want any favors from you.”

  “I know, Gage. But I don’t have to give a big cocktail party at my house to give you the benefit of knowing who I know. I can take you over to one of my friends who is the best real estate agent in town and let her tell you about excavation costs and the hassles of tearing up this rock. I can take you to another friend who wins most of the state transportation department’s road pavement contracts. In a friendly chat over coffee, I can bet each of them would be happy to talk to you about facts and figures you will never read on paper.”

  Trey ran a hand over his mouth. “I do want to know if the State is considering widening the interstate near this exit.”

  Gage grumbled. “I want to know more about the annual rainfall here, too. Can’t run swimming pools or a golf course in a drought.” Gage narrowed his bluebonnet eyes at Belle. “But darlin’, we have not been out in public together since we’ve become lovers.”

  Lovers. She inhaled. Liking the term. Wondering where he was going with this. “And?”

  Gage stepped in front of her, raising her chin with an index finger and brushing her lips with his. “And this…” He kissed her with a lavish assault on her mouth. “This that we have for each other is something you wear, baby.”

  “Do I?” she whispered, thrilled, wary that he could see something she didn’t know about.

  “You do.” His fingers fell to one breast and he pinched her nipple, then unbuttoned her shirt and unbuckled the clasp of her bra. “Ah, darlin’. Your eyes glow with it. And your lips are ripe with our kisses. Even your breasts, baby, give you away night and day. Never seen a woman so hot to be fucked.” He ran his fingers up under her nape, bunched her hair in his hand and kissed her again, soft and long. “You’re delicious.”

  She wrapped her hands around his waist and stood on tiptoes to kiss him back. “I’m yours, too.” She felt Trey behind her, pressing his hips to her ass. His cock, up and hard against her cleft. She leaned backward into his embrace. “And yours.”

  “I know you are, cara.” Trey had her belt off, her jeans zipper undone and his hands pushing the denim down her thighs. “How hot are you now, hmm?” From behind, he pushed two fingers up inside her cunt. “As ever, sweetness, you’re flowing like a river.” He bathed her asshole with his wet fingers. “Gonna fuck you here soon, you know.”

  “Very soon, I hope.” He’d been prepping her for days now, coating her with her own juices, inserting his finger deeper, scissoring her anus wider each time he touched her. She loved Trey’s caution. His care. Being taken in the ass was a special treat she remembered and wanted from him. The same way she adored the way Gage ate her pussy with such tenderness she’d get tears in her eyes. She’d tingle all over.

  The way she did now as Gage went down on his knees in front of her. “Belle, I’m so glad you go commando these days.” He pressed her labia together and she whimpered as he massaged her swollen clit. “Hold her, Trey, while I get a good taste of this luscious pussy.”

  Trey’s hands slid up and around her breasts to brace her to him. She wound both up arms up around his neck and turned her head. “Kiss me,” she urged on a whisper and he took her mouth with abandon.

  Cream gushed down her channel and coated her thighs as Gage began to lick her hungry swollen lips. He thumbed her open wide. “Spread your legs, baby. Let me all the way in.” He rolled her clit up and out to suck on her sensitive flesh. “How do you get so wet all the time, darlin’?”

  “I don’t know, I don’t know!” She rolled her head frantically against Trey’s chest, fighting to stand still and feel every stroke of Gage’s rough tongue. Her pussy pulsed in the first tremor of a big orgasm. “I only know you give so much to me. Both of you. I have to have you!”

  “You got that right!” Gage nipped her clit. “You’re a generous lover.

  She bucked at the endearment. Tears gathere
d in her eyes with the rapture he gave her so liberally. “I need you.”

  For that, he rewarded her with two fingers up her cunt. There, he stroked her G-spot until she keened. “Yeah, baby, you go ahead and wail. No one out here to hear you but the two men who love you. Trey, pet her until I can get this condom on, will you?”

  “Love to.” Trey’s talented fingers plunged into her channel. Rocking her back against him, he pumped her so good and hard, she writhed. Her hat fell off and the sun blinded her. “Hurry, Gage, if you want her to milk you. She’s coming in my hand.”

  Suddenly, Gage gripped her hips. “Come ride this, darlin’.”

  She shifted a little to feel his tip probe her slit. And he shot right up inside her as if his cock belonged there, as if he should never leave. Couldn’t leave.

  “Oh, honey, you are so good.” Belle was melting, her knees trembling. But Trey held her tight as Gage ground into her, sending electric sparks to her brain and firing a voracious need in her core. “Gage,” she moaned as she grabbed his arms and he kissed her. “Gage,” she appealed to him for god knew what as he hung on tightly and pounded into her, sending them both over a glorious edge into mindlessness.

  “My turn.” Trey bit her earlobe and caught her up in his arms. “Get the blanket from the back,” he told Gage as Belle’s mind reeled and she put her lips to the Trey’s massive throat.

  She rubbed her thighs together. “I want you quick and hard.”

  He grunted. “You’re gonna get me, cara, the way I say.”

  She narrowed her eyes at him. “Gonna play rough?”

  “Gonna make you scream out here in the wilderness like a banshee.”