Monroe, Melody Snow - Taming Tammy [Pleasure, Montana 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Melody Snow Monroe

  He took off her boots as carefully as he could and removed her jacket. She didn’t wake. Stripping her of her jeans might cross her line of propriety, but not only was straw stuck to her rear, but dirt as well. The sheets might get ruined.

  You’re rationalizing.

  “Too bad,” he whispered to his nasty conscience.

  His fingers nearly got burned when his knuckles scraped her bare belly. The soft skin drove his mind wild with desire. One snap opened her pants. The zipper teeth slid down easily. Now to get them off. After her pulled the material over her hips, he tugged on her pant legs.

  “Mmm.”

  He stilled when she nearly woke. “Shh.”

  When she didn’t jerk away, he continued taking off her pants. The shirt was probably still clean. Leaving her socks on, he drew back the spread and placed her under the covers. Removing his clothes took seconds. Not to make her feel self-conscious, he, too, left on his shirt, but discarded his jeans.

  Once he’d settled them both in, he gathered her in his arms. Muscles relaxed, his mind spun on how he could tempt her to invite him to stay on a more permanent basis. Tammy Richards was the woman for him.

  Chapter Six

  Tammy tried to roll over when something large prevented her. The image of Dixie being so sick roused her, and she cracked open an eye. It took a minute to realize she wasn’t in the stall and the object blocking her was a man. The only light in the room came from the glow of the clock and a small night-light near the bathroom. From the cut of his slightly shaggy brown hair, it was Aiden. They had fallen asleep watching the horse to make sure her condition didn’t worsen. So how had she magically been transported to her house?

  The clock read 6:00 a.m. In the ranch world, that meant it was time to get up. She tapped him on the shoulder. “Aiden?

  He rolled over and pulled her close. Eyes closed, his snores came out soft. She wished there was more light in the room so she could better study him. His nose might be his best feature, next to his broad, kissable mouth.

  Stop it.

  She was in debt to the top of her head and had no business seducing someone just for the gratification of having sex.

  Take joy when you can. Her mom’s words came back to her.

  Tank might have ruined her for wanting a long-term commitment, but maybe she’d be able to think more clearly if she enjoyed herself for once. Aiden was the perfect man. He was incredibly gentle with the animals, and she bet he’d be amazing in bed. Given she hadn’t had sex in forever, as in years, he might be the right one to break her in, so to speak. She almost giggled at that image.

  Never one to be the aggressor, she wasn’t sure how one went about seducing one of the hottest men in Pleasure. Both Jake and Tank’s image flashed in her mind’s eye as equally handsome, but she understood Aiden better. Tank clearly was off-limits. He was a womanizer, or at least had been. Jake was too mysterious for her, despite his friendly nature. He seemed to guard his privacy tighter than a locked barn door.

  Aiden stirred, drawing her attention back to him. He always kept the front of his hair longer than the back, and the desire to feel its silkiness made her overcome her inhibitions. What he didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him, right?

  She reached out and gently ran her hands over his head. The silky ends slid under her palm. Her heart beat faster at entering this forbidden territory. Touching a man was novel. And dangerous. He had the cutest ears, all tight and compact against his head. With the tip of her finger, she traced their shape, mesmerized by them. Since he hadn’t stirred she decided to explore further. When she moved closer, the comforter shifted, exposing the bulge under his briefs. Oh, my.

  The urge to touch the tip overwhelmed her. As gently as she could, she squeezed the head a bit then pulled back.

  “Honey, if you want to see all of me, you just have to ask.”

  Her heart literally stopped for a second and her breath caught in her throat. Getting caught stealing might be the only thing worse.

  He opened his eyes and grinned. She expected him to chastise her for taking liberties. Instead, he pulled her closer and kissed her so gently that she nearly melted into his chest.

  “You know what I’ve been dreaming of all night?” he asked.

  She wasn’t sure she should ask. “What?”

  “Getting you naked and licking you all over.”

  “Aiden!” The thought both excited and scared her at the same time. What if she sucked at sex?

  You should have thought of that when you started this not-so-innocent exploration.

  “Do you know what happens when little girls play with fire?”

  She would have bristled at his words, but she knew he was only kidding. “What?” Why was she inciting this riot?

  Because you want him.

  “This.”

  Aiden grabbed her and rolled her on top of him. The comforter twisted around her legs and turned her into a burrito, yet even through the material, his hard cock managed to press against her pussy. Only then was she aware of her state of undress. “How did I lose my pants?”

  “You don’t remember that we made mad, passionate love last night when we came in from the barn?” He kissed her nose. “Dixie, by the way, is fine.”

  She giggled. The relief nearly drenched her. Her animal should have been her first concern, not her enjoyment. If she lost her horse, she’d be finished.

  “No, and I’m glad.”

  In one move, he rolled her over and rested on his elbows to keep his weight from smothering her. “This comforter has to go.” He whipped it away from her, leaving her skin to skin with the hot Dr. Aiden Stanton. Was this really happening? She’d said no to him in the past because he always acted like she was some charity case. As of late, their relationship had been building. It was so much more real now after they’d shared the soul-deep connection of seeing him deliver the colt. The experience had made them closer.

  “If you don’t remember us making love, I’ll have to refresh your memory.” He slipped his hands along the side of her head and drew her near. His kiss was like nothing she’d known before. It was strong yet tender, almost as if he’d been waiting years to taste her.

  The kiss wasn’t enough. She opened her mouth as an invitation, and he delved in. His moan vibrated in his throat, and his cock did more than move. With a slight shift in his hips, he wedged his covered cock between her legs.

  “I won’t lie. I want you, Tammy.” His desperation shocked her. Why would he want her?

  Stop thinking and just feel.

  Following her own advice, she wrapped her hands around his back, loving how the muscles flexed and shifted with the slightest move. She dared to widen her thighs to make more contact. Aiden tilted his head to the side and dragged his kiss down her neck.

  “I love how you taste,” he said.

  His kisses traveled lower, over her throat and downward. When he reached the edge of her shirt, his hands skirted along the bottom of the hem. He moved back onto his knees and pulled her shirt over her head. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the flannel floating to the floor. Cool air caressed her chest.

  He leaned over and clicked on the side table lamp. “I want to see all of you.”

  His voice sent shivers down her spine. Every one of her insecurities screamed for her to stop him now, but her heart wanted him too much. His head dipped and his tongue caught the top of her breasts. Oh, my God. Sparks of need raced over her body. She ran her fingers over his bulging biceps, amazed at his strength.

  She pressed her chest upward, indicating her willingness for him to take what he wanted. She was ready to be ravished and to ravish him. He must have read her mind. With a flick, he unhooked her bra. Peeling the straps down over her shoulders, his eyes widened when her tits popped out. As if the tips were fragile crystal, he touched one with his fingertip. His sense of awe made her panties wetter. He returned to her nipples and licked each one with care.

  “Harder.” She wanted the pressure, w
anted the near pain that bordered on pleasure.

  He obliged. He nibbled and sucked on each nipple until the tips turned tender and swollen. But she wanted more. Too bad patience had never been in her genes. When she wanted something, she wanted it immediately.

  Wrapping her legs around his waist, she lifted her rear and ground against his cock. She got scant satisfaction.

  “Hold on, honey. I’m getting there. You’re so delicious. I want to savor every inch of your body.”

  He talked so nice that she relaxed a bit knowing her time would come. In the meantime, her hands seemed to have a will of their own. They traveled over his head, down his nose to his full lips. He nipped her finger.

  “Be careful.” He smiled and her heart sang.

  She laughed as joy spread through her. All those touches, licks, and grinds set every nerve ending on fire. Places she never knew were erotic had come to life under his hands. Suddenly, he slipped lower and dragged her panties around her knees. He was on her pussy faster than a starving man could devour a free meal.

  The first lick brought her off the bed. “Oh, my God.”

  “Hold on there. I have a long ride in store for you.”

  She wouldn’t be able to last. Already her juices were flowing. His teeth grabbed hold of her clit, and he tugged. A carnal desire sharper and more intense than she’d ever felt before flooded her. “I want your cock.”

  “Don’t you worry. I’ll get to fucking you soon enough.”

  Her smile must have stayed on her face for minutes. His slightly Western slang, full of dirty words, made her want him all that much more.

  His tongue went to work, licking, sucking, and plucking. Her sex perfumed the air. She wanted to touch him and explore his body, but the sensations roaming through her body were too divine to ask him to stop. Her rational mind turned off, taken over by the god of love and lust.

  When he rolled off her, she pushed up on her elbows. “What happened?”

  “Got to get some protection.” He pulled a condom from his wallet, one that had made a dent in the leather. She hoped it had been there for a little bit, just not too long for it to lose its strength.

  “Can I put it on?”

  He shook his head. “I’m so far on the edge, one touch by you and I’ll explode. You’re lucky I’ve lasted this long. Next time, I promise, I’ll let you do the honors.”

  Next time?

  Could this get any better? Instead of him impaling her right away, he slipped a finger inside her slick pussy.

  “Ah, that feels good. Aiden, please.”

  He crawled up her body and nibbled his way to her lips. He tasted so good she wanted him to stay there forever. His fingers worked her pussy with abandon. With each stroke, the small tingles grew larger, until they turned into bolts of electricity tripping up her spine. She bucked until she nearly crushed his arm between them.

  His fingers disappeared, but his kisses continued to ravish her lips. His covered cock knocked at her entrance. She wanted him so bad her fingernails dug into his shirt. “I want to feel all of you.”

  She wanted his bare chest pressing down on her breasts. A small groan escaped. He leaned back, tossed off his shirt, and returned to his prone position. His kisses turned harder as he dove in.

  She gasped. Nothing could top this. Widening her legs to take in all of him, she grabbed his ass to press him down. He didn’t budge. Aiden seemed determined to go at his own pace.

  “Patience,” he said on a whisper, as if he, too, were on the edge of control.

  He seesawed in for a bit, then must not have wanted to wait either for he plunged in fully, driving her to the highest peak. “Oh, God. Aiden.” She’d practically shouted his name.

  His hands clasped her shoulders as he pumped in and out, his large cock stretching her. His moans and groans excited her like never before, and her pussy spewed her juices to slick the way.

  Her hands tripped across his back and traveled down to his beautifully sculpted ass. She grabbed the muscled orbs and squeezed. Aiden leaned over once more and kissed her hard. He slid his face to the side.

  “Come for me, Tammy,” he whispered.

  His plea broke loose all of her resolve, and her climax pummeled her. Spasm after spasm rained down on her. She captured his cock, wanting to keep him inside her forever. Her breath caught in her throat as his cock expanded. He closed his eyes and stiffened as he shot his cum into her.

  Out of breath, and slightly damp from exertion, Aiden collapsed onto her. Someone knocked on the bedroom door just as she was basking in the aftermath of their lovemaking. Shit.

  “Sorry to disturb you all, but I really need to use the bathroom.” Jake grinned and strode right on by.

  How embarrassing was that? The strange thing was that Aiden didn’t react in the least.

  The bathroom door clicked closed. She tapped his back. “Didn’t that bother you?”

  Good thing Aiden’s body covered hers, so she wasn’t exposed, but still. Jake had to know they were making love. Good Lord. The two of them were making more noise than his nail gun ever did.

  Uh-oh. Now she felt bad. Poor Jake shouldn’t have had to endure listening to a couple go at it when he was all alone. “I think I’ll apologize to him.”

  Aiden lifted his head. “Why? Do you think we should have invited him to join us?”

  The thought was preposterous. It didn’t matter that many of the townsfolk enjoyed a ménage relationship. She wouldn’t be one of them.

  Chapter Seven

  After Jake walked in on her and Aiden making love, Tammy was convinced his easygoing attitude had suddenly changed. True, she’d been the first one to avert her gaze when she and Aiden were at the breakfast table and Jake had walked in fresh and clean from his shower. Admittedly, he sounded upbeat, but their breakfast conversation had been strained. She’d thought about apologizing, but Aiden wouldn’t appreciate her saying they should have not made love at that moment.

  Aw, hell. She sucked at relationships. Liking two men made it all that much more difficult.

  What about Tank?

  Don’t even go there.

  Three days had passed, and she had hoped they’d go back to being friends, but so far that hadn’t happened. The closeness hadn’t rekindled perhaps because they hadn’t spent much time together since her lovemaking with Aiden. Those easy nights when she and Jake would talk about their dreams no longer occurred because he worked every waking hour on building the house. He acted as if the mortgage deadline was meant for him. Winter was creeping up he’d reminded her, so maybe he wanted to get finished before the storms came and then move on.

  Too bad, she liked him. Actually, she more than liked him. There was something hurting inside him, and she wanted to discover what it was. She’d always had this need to make things right, whether it be to heal animals or patch the human soul.

  Before the incident, they’d gotten to know each quite well. One thing for sure, he wasn’t anything like Aiden. Aiden was open, pure, and dependable. His tender touch and passionate ways turned her on whenever he came near. She yearned to have a repeat of that wonderful night in her bed, but every time he stopped by, he had to treat some animal. There never seemed to be the right moment for them. Either Tank or Jake hovered. Yes, they still kissed and hugged when they could, but she wanted more.

  Another problem was that Jake also stirred urges in her. Unfortunately, he’d become more withdrawn and mysterious of late. While he still could pour on the charm, he’d become focused, as if the building of her house meant the world to him.

  Ever since Jake had entered her life and she’d made love to Aiden, her body had woken up after being dead for so long. Having had the taste of loving a man, she was determined to find more time for love.

  To keep her mind off her hormonal urges, she did her ranch chores, but with Aiden tending to the animals, she often ran out of things to do. Earl took care of the chickens, and the cattle seemed content to roam and eat all day long.

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bsp; She did channel some of her frustration on creating more jewelry designs. If she did say so, her work was improving. In fact, after the last showing, word must have gotten out about her creations since a few buyers called and asked if they could take a look at her collection at the house. How cool was that? They were coming to her! In the last three weeks alone, she’d made enough to pay one mortgage payment. That extended her do-or-die deadline by another month. If her luck held, Jasper might get better and pay her back for the sale of the cattle.

  She had spoken about the old man’s condition to his son who lived in Oregon. He said his dad was holding his own, and that the doctors were slightly optimistic about his recovery. She hadn’t wanted to bring up the issue of the owed money when the poor man was close to dying.

  Her life had gone from depressing and boring to exciting. If she could pay her bills at the end, she’d consider herself the luckiest woman in the world. She stood outside the house surveying the spread. Her ranch hummed with activity. If Jake wasn’t pounding away on the frame, Aiden was bringing over more animals. She’d offered to check on them, but he said he had no problem coming by daily to tend to them personally. Even Tank was stopping over at work. In fact, he’d been at the ranch at least four nights out of seven helping his cousin hammer and nail.

  She was in the kitchen when both Jake and Tank waltzed in.

  “I think the clerestory windows will let in light without the heat,” Tank said, acting as if she wasn’t even there.

  “But is the cost worth it?” Jake pulled a glass out of the cabinet and filled it with water from the fridge.

  This deciding without asking her stuff had to stop. “You know, this is my house. Don’t I have a say-so?”

  Jake walked over and wrapped his arms around her. The tension swirling around them since she’d been with Aiden seemed to disappear. He leaned back and looked down at her. “You are our first concern. We know money is tight, and after we’ve weighed the pros and cons, we were going to present you with your options.”