Educating Casey [Cattleman's Club 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Jenny Penn

  “Don’t start getting distracted now, baby brother, or I’m going to have to come in there and tap you out,” Dylan warned him before dropping his voice to offer a quick explanation. “We can’t have you ruining the family name in front of all these guys, or we might not get invited back.”

  Josh wasn’t concerned about that. He didn’t need the club. He needed Casey, and he wasn’t about to lose her to Dylan. That bastard really would come and tap him out or, at least, try. They’d probably end up in a fight.

  It had been a long time since he’d gone fist to fist with his twin. While Dylan had experience on his side, Josh had over ten years of karate on his. The last time they’d gone at it, it had been a lose-lose situation for both of them. They’d both ended up broken and sore for days. Josh didn’t have days to waste right then, so he made the intelligent decision to heed his brother’s commands and focused on the mission.

  Josh snaked his tongue back out of Casey’s clinging sheath, and it took all of his fortitude not to give in to the pulsing demands of her cunt and fuck his way back into the delicious heaven he’d discovered between her legs. Another time, another day, he was going to strap her down to a bed and eat his fill, but not today.

  Today, he reached for the clamp Lana handed to him and turned back to Casey’s weeping folds and the small bundle of nerves peeking through. He’d never clamped a clit before. Hell, he’d never clamped a tit before, but at least he’d seen it done in the movies he’d kept hidden from Maria, movies he was certain Casey would enjoy watching with him.

  In fact, he was betting she’d let him make a movie out of her. If she did, Josh would definitely recreate this moment. He savored it as he reached out to spread the lips of her slit wide open. With his thumbs, he brushed over her clit, plumping the little bud up as it swelled with its delight.

  Above him, Casey mewed and arched her hips, silently begging for more. He indulged her, working her gasping breaths into a frenzy that ended with a squeal pitched high enough to damn near break glass as he fitted the clamp between his lips and leaned in to nuzzle her clit with the hard teeth before he released them.

  They snapped down and lit her up as Casey jerked hard, dancing around in the tight circle her cuffs forced her to maintain as she continued to whimper and pant. Josh would have worried that it was too much for her but for the smile spreading across her face. All too soon, Casey’s heated sounds of passion mingled with stray giggles as her motions grew more pointed and less frantic.

  She clenched her thighs tight together, and her hips swayed and wiggled as she, no doubt, teased herself with the feel of the clamp. Casey was having fun. If Josh couldn’t tell that by the rosy glow of her flushed skin, he could certainly hear it in the laughter lurking in her tone.

  “Well, that was unexpected, quiet boy.” Casey all but moaned over her words as she continued to writhe with self-pleasure before him. “You got any more surprises to delight me with?”

  She was challenging him and absolutely mesmerizing as she danced before him, naked and bound with those damn clamps winking at him. Those little glints of metal fueled a feral need that demanded she be punished for tempting him so. Of course, the idea of punishing her tempted him more than anything, so perhaps Casey was getting just what she wanted when Josh accepted the flogger that Lana slapped into his hand.

  He rose up to his feet as his fingers curled around the leather handle. It felt good there in his fist, as though it belonged there. With a snap of his wrist that Josh savored with a smile, he set the velvety tassels arcing through the air to lick straight across Casey’s ass, making her squeal and laugh again.

  Her plush curves bounced and jiggled in a mouthwatering display that left Josh hurting even worse. If he didn’t get to fuck her soon, he was going to humiliate himself by coming in his pants, especially when she begged for another as he cracked the tassels across her tits.

  “You do not speak unless spoken to,” Josh snapped, finding his tone came out naturally deeper and rougher than normal, a natural disguise that fit his new persona. “And you don’t tease yourself without permission, understood?”

  “Yes, sir,” Casey all but purred as she cast a blind smile back toward him that left little doubt that he had turned her on.

  That realization had Josh’s mind exploding with all sorts of possibilities. It was time to get creative. He was going to need the chain for that.

  “What are you doing?” Dylan demanded to know, clearly alarmed as Josh reached for the gold links dangling from Lana’s fingers. “Dude, you don’t have the skill to pull this off.”

  He didn’t bother to answer his brother, just sank back to his knees before his goddess. Dylan’s warning echoed in his ear as Josh threaded the chain between his lips, but he didn’t pay his brother any mind. Instead, he reached for Casey with every intention of threading the chain through all three clamps using nothing but his lips and tongue.

  If it took a while…all the better.

  Chapter 12

  Dylan didn’t know what had gotten into Josh, but he liked it. His brother was finally thinking like a man. He’d been afraid that Maria had neutered Josh, but thankfully, it had been only a temporary condition, one Casey was curing with every giggle and panted sigh.

  She was having fun. That just made the whole show hotter, as if it wasn’t already more than he could have ever dreamed. Dylan had a lot of dreams. He really should start a bucket list.

  Oh, the things he was going to put on it.

  Dylan sighed as he took his own heavy erection in hand as he watched Josh sink to his knees and bury his face between Casey’s sweet thighs. She squirmed and moaned, clearly enjoying his brother’s attention.

  So, too, was Josh enjoying himself. With one hand clamped around Casey’s waist to hold her still, the other wrapped around his own erection as Josh began stroking his dick. Dylan knew just how his brother felt.

  He’d been forced to take himself in hand as well. It was either that or avail himself of the bevy of beauties surrounding him, but none of them tempted Dylan in the slightest. He had eyes for only one woman…his little pixie.

  Dylan’s breath caught as Lana retrieved two massive silver balls from the shelves of unopened toys at Josh’s direction. She brought them back to him, handing them off as, one by one, he inserted them deep into Casey’s cunt, using only his lips and tongue. Casey flushed and panted, giggling now as she jiggled her hips.

  That had the men going crazy as Casey flushed with a sexy sheen of sweat. The moisture had the tail ends of her red curls clumping and curling, highlighting the curves that Dylan ached to touch. Soon, very soon, but right then, he didn’t have the strength to stand, much less walk.

  More importantly, he didn’t dare miss a minute of the show that Josh was making out of Casey, especially not when he rose back up to his feet and picked the flogger back up. This time he didn’t stop with just a few licks, and neither did he aim only for the tight, rounded curves of Casey’s ass.

  Instead, Josh wielded the flogger like a pro, snapping the velvet tassels over Casey’s breasts and dancing them across her stomach before licking over the pink, plump folds of her cunt. Casey cried out, her hips arching as her legs opened wider in a blatant invitation that damn near had Dylan coming right then and there all over his fist.

  He managed to control himself, but Casey didn’t. She came in a hard, glorious screaming fit that had her blushing bright red as every muscle in her body strained before convulsing. Then she would have collapsed, but the cuffs held her limp form upright as Josh finally stepped back.

  “That was fucking beautiful, man.” Dylan heaved a deep sigh. “Absolutely fucking beautiful.”

  “Yeah?” Josh smirked, glancing up at the camera as he shot Dylan a look that he recognized well from his own mirror. “Watch this.”

  * * * *

  Casey breathed out a sigh of satisfaction, feeling ready for a nap. It had been a long day filled with more excitement than she was used to. Now, after that little ni
ghtcap, she was feeling good, satiated and lip. Unfortunately, she was still bound, still forced to stand, and something told Casey there were no timeouts in this game.

  Her prediction came true not but seconds later when an all-too-familiar set of rough hands gripped her thighs. The quiet boy wasn’t done, and he was far surpassing the fantasies of Josh she’d always entertained. She knew Josh well enough to know what kind of lover he’d be, all “please, may I, and thank you.”

  Not exactly an exciting fantasy but definitely a sweet one. There wasn’t anything sweet about her quiet boy, though. Ravenous, that better described the man whose heated, heavy breath tickled over the lips of her pussy. She was still smarting from the sting of the flogger, and the soothing caress of the mouth breaking over her cunt had Casey sighing.

  As if reading her very thoughts and determined to prove her wrong at every turn, the quiet boy gently rubbed his cheek over her mound, nearly undoing her. She wanted to sink down and curl into the hard strength of the body she could feel pressing between her legs. That wasn’t all she could feel.

  There was no mistaking the hard, hot length of his cock bumping against her calf as he knelt there between her legs. He was big and thick, thicker than almost any other man she’d ever taken. Almost any except for the one she’d had earlier that day, and suddenly the thought of being taken by both her mystery lover and the quiet boy had Casey’s cunt weeping with a rush of lust.

  She’d have tackled the man at her feet and taken what she wanted if it hadn’t been for those damn cuffs. They forced her to remain standing, and more importantly, they kept her at the mercy of the quiet boy, who was clearly intent on taking his time.

  The gentle caress of the blunt tips of his fingers through her still-weeping folds had Casey whimpering and twisting within his hold. She didn’t want it soft. She didn’t want it sweet, but she didn’t have any control. That was in the hands of a man who clearly showed no mercy as he began to lick her cunt clean.

  Casey’s breath caught as her heart seized and her body sparkled to life with a ticklish sensation that soon had every one of her muscles contracting as her whole body arched forward in anticipation for when that slowly lapping tongue would finally reach her clit.

  Her poor, sensitive bud continued to throb within the tight clasp of the clamp. The pounding pulse beating outward grew to a delight almost too intense to bear as his tongue curled around her clit. Casey’s stomach clenched as the blood in her veins began to boil hotter and hotter.

  There was no controlling the heat or the sensation. All she could do was endure it as the need began to thicken once again within her. It wound tighter and tighter until he again brought her to the breathless edge of another explosion. He held her there as his tongue finally dipped down to circle the sensitive opening of her sheath.

  In the blinding seconds that followed, Casey knew the pain of pure, undiluted ecstasy as he fucked his tongue deep into her cunt, bouncing those damn balls on the tip of his tongue. They rolled across her sensitive wall, their heavy weight pressing down on the plug still filling her ass and making her muscles clench and spasm.

  It was too much, and yet only the beginning.

  With a hungry growl, her quiet lover snapped the reins of his restraint and began to ravage her pussy with a mercilessness that sent her flying over the edge once again. Casey barely recognized herself as the pleasure mushroomed through her, tearing away any inhibition or insecurity she might possess and reforming her into a creature of pure sensuality that craved nothing but the wicked bite of carnal bliss.

  Despite all the games she’d played before, Casey had never allowed anybody this kind of control. She’d never trusted anybody that much, but here she did. Here she was free to dream…dream of Josh because it was his kiss she ached for, even though Casey knew he’d never clamp a girl’s clit…at least, she didn’t think so, but one never knew about the quiet ones.

  They were the dangerous ones. The man kneeling at her feet proved that with every lick. He didn’t give her a chance to catch her breath, much less recover from the rapture still pounding through her veins.

  Instead, he forced her higher, making her cunt cream harder as he continued to suck the proof of her never-ending release right off the shuddering walls of her sheath. Casey’s breasts heaved as she gasped and panted for breath as his tongue continued to twirl over her sensitive flesh with increasingly frantic strokes.

  Like a crazed animal, starving and unable to quench his need, he devoured her cunt as he drove Casey right to the edge of her sanity. Then he stole it, along with the tattered remains of her self-restraint as he reached behind her to grab the knotted end of the butt plug. Almost immediately, he began to pump it back and forth.

  It was too much. She couldn’t take it.

  Her ass was on fire, her sheath a living flame, and the heat mushrooming out of her pelvis too intense to bear. Giving in to the forbidden ecstasy, Casey let go and allowed the inferno to consume her. She came in a screaming fit that seemed to echo around her, only it didn’t die down, even as her cries did.

  For long, thundering minutes she barely took note of the distant murmur, but as her breaths shortened and her heart rate began slowing back down, Casey couldn’t help but focus on the strange sound. It reminded her of TV, one blaring, but at a distance. That didn’t make any sense, not at first. Slowly, though, the fog cleared from her mind and the obvious explanation finally dawned on her.

  “You’re very good at that.” She sighed. “I’d tip ya, but as you can see, I haven’t got anything hidden on me anywhere. That, and one doesn’t tip the puppet. Isn’t that right, Pinocchio? Tell me what the deal is. If you do me right, do you get to be a real Cattleman? Because I kind of like the wood, especially when it’s long and hard.”

  Casey didn’t need eyes to know how that comment had been taken. She could hear the eruption of noise and sense it in the man kneeling before her. He was shocked, thrown off guard. She intended to keep him that way as she upped the ante and twirled to shake her butt at him.

  “Especially when it’s in the ass.”

  * * * *

  Josh could hear Dylan yelling at him but couldn’t make out his words through the ringing in his ears. The sound echoed, along with Casey’s giggled confession. She liked it in the ass. She wanted him to give it to her, wanted him to bend her over and claim that forbidden channel, and God, he ached to do just that.

  Her words unleashed a dark fantasy within him, one that called out to him and lured him further down the path of temptation. He knew instinctively that there would never be any going back.

  That thought brought a smile to Josh’s lips.

  He didn’t want to go back. Not ever. Not if it meant letting go of Casey and the pleasure of having her bound before him. Rising up to his feet, Josh raked a possessive gaze down Casey’s naked length. He was hard, aching, his balls on fire, but he couldn’t give in to those urges. Not yet. Not until he’d taught Casey a lesson about the dangers of teasing him, as she so recklessly did.

  He considered just what he wanted to do to her first as he circled around Casey, his gaze lingering on the tight cheeks of her ass before lifting to survey the shelves stocked full of unopened toys lining the far wall.

  Josh knew he had Casey’s full attention, knew she’d tracked his motions and could see the tension gathering in her muscles as she waited for him to make his move. The way she licked her lips assured him that she was eager for whatever move he did make, only she didn’t have a clue about the thoughts racing through his mind.

  Lana did. She was quick to respond to his silent nod as he gestured at just what he wanted. Casey was just as quick, too, to respond to his demands, assuming she was about to get what she wanted. Leaning down until his lips brushed against the delicate curve of her ear, Josh watched Casey’s lips curl into a satisfied smirk as he commanded her to bend over.

  She obeyed without hesitation but with all the attitude he’d come to expect. Bending over at the waist, she back
ed up slightly with the motion as the cuffs kept her from lowering her arms. The cuffs, however, had nothing to do with her need to rub her ass against him.

  That was just pure flaunting on her part.

  Two could play that role, though. Josh proved that point as he reached out to palm the firm globes of her ass before splitting her cheeks wide open. He taunted her with the thought that she might actually get what she demanded as he pulled the plug slowly from her ass and dared to replace it with the sticky tip of his own flared cockhead.

  Instead of pushing in, though, Josh pushed up, grinding the full length of his erection along the heated crease dividing her ass. Casey moaned, flexing backward to grind against him in a move meant to entice. Josh couldn’t deny that he was tempted, but he managed to hold off as Lana approached with the harness he’d requested dangling from her fingers.

  Everything was lubed and prepped. All that was needed was for him to gather his strength and brace himself for the agony of pulling free of the heated press of her body. Josh grimaced at the instant streak of pain that shot down the length of his erection as the cool night air engulfed his enflamed flesh. His cock throbbed as the hunger boiling in his balls grew more intense.

  The ache only thickened as Casey murmured her own incoherent objection and shook her ass once again at him. The woman was all but begging for it. While Josh might have been able to hold back the urge to bury himself in her tight hot body, he couldn’t do what was necessary.

  It was time to take the balls out of Casey’s cunt. It was like a game with only one rule—no hands allowed. It took him a good five minutes of fucking his tongue deep into Casey’s spasming sheath and corralling the balls back to where he could suck them free. All the while she squirmed and bucked, moaning and pleading, only to end up whimpering when he managed to get the second one out of her and stepped back, leaving her weeping flesh cooling in the evening air.