by Ellie Rowe
The events with Asher and Liam fill my mind, but I know I need to focus on things at the ranch.
Dad wants to use me as bait to both men, and I need to appease him for the time being before I end up on his bad side again. However, I plan to help them see through his manipulative ways and work together for all of us to benefit (without Dad).
“Are you going to behave?” Dad asks me as we walk up the front steps.
He has a sour tone in his voice, but I know how to tune it out at this point. It will either become more pronounced or disappear after a couple of drinks, depending on his mood tonight.
“What do you mean?” I ask innocently.
I giggle to myself at my inflection. I wonder what Dad would think if he knew just how wild I really am.
“Oh, don’t play innocent. You told me flat out that you didn’t want to act as a mediator for my deal. Will you behave when the ranchers ask you out again or not?” Dad blurts out.
“I will. I get to inherit the spoils of the deal once you retire, so I made the decision to play along to the best of my ability,” I smile.
“And your reaction the other day?” Dad questions.
“I apologize. I acted up,” I lie.
Dad doesn’t need to know how I really feel.
“Fine. I know you tend to say what I want to hear, but we will see how you act. If you want anything from me in your inheritance, you should think long and hard before giving the ranchers any trouble, though,” Dad tells me.
“I get it,” I sigh. “Can I go to my room now?”
“I suppose. Make yourself available when I call you,” Dad tells me.
I make my way down the hall to my room and fall onto my comfortable bed. The bed still has my horse sheets on it. The walls still have my posters from the days I dreamed of going to New York before I made it a reality.
On the wall, I also notice a picture of me with one of my model friends, Gabriella. She works as a model in New York at the same firm I work for, and I know she will have great advice regarding my situation with Asher and Liam, so I decide to give her a call.
“Sam!” I hear Gabrielle’s voice on the other side of the phone.
She sounds just as bubbly and fiery as I remember.
“Girl! I miss you!” I tell her.
“I know! Tell me everything. I want to know about your return to Texas,” she inquires. “I enjoy being at the ranch again. You need to see how beautiful it is. The air smells way better than all the pollution in New York. Plus, we have horses and pigs everywhere,” I inform Gabriella.
“I have enough pigs here in New York. You don’t know what NYC is like, especially without my partner in crime acting as my wing woman,” Gabriella tells me.
“New York guys can’t compare to Texas guys. Texas guys know how to get their hands dirty and hogtie a cow before breakfast,” I say.
“I am so sick of New York guys in suits trying to holla at me. I can use a cowboy to lasso me up,” Gabriella giggles.
“These guys may not wear suits, but they certainly know how to handle business. There’s a lot of money in the oil business,” I brag a bit.
“Any oil tycoons in particular?” Gabriella asks.
“Two, actually,” I announce with pride.
“Damn, girl. You have two guys competing for you?” Gabriella wants to know.
“Not quite. It’s even more complicated than that, to be honest. These guys want me so badly, but they both don’t like each other. Instead of forcing them to work against each other, I decided to teach them how to work together,” I divulge.
“Tell me about them,” Gabriella demands.
“Asher and Liam both own ranches with oil reserves. Asher has cute freckles, and Liam has muscles. Both will make any New York guy look like a pansy,” I describe.
“And you fuck both at the same time?” Gabriella asks.
“Yeah. Don’t knock it until you try it. You don’t know what it feels like to have two strong men vying for your attention in bed,” I find myself getting a little excited by the memories.
“Did they do stuff with each other?” Gabriella asks.
“Not yet, but soon!” I tell her.
“I’m all about it, girl! Real men know how to experiment in the bedroom, even if it leads to some new experiences,” she says approvingly.
“Yes!” I burst out.
“So, how long do you think this will last?” Gabriella asks.
“I don’t know. I guess it depends on how things proceed from here. I like them both, and they like each other. However, I’m still adjusting. I don’t want a serious relationship right now. When things change, they change. It’s like, I’m ready for whatever happens. However, it’s nerve-wracking sometimes. I don’t want to cause trouble for anyone. I worry they will get too competitive,” I confess.
“That sounds like a problem for them. Not you. Get it while you can, girl!” Gabriella encourages. “How often will you get the chance to have two men servicing your honey pot exactly how you like it?”
“I worry about my dad, though,” I tell her.
“Oh, no. Does he want to use you as a tool in a deal again?” Gabriella asks.
“He wants to pin both men against each other. I don’t want to let it happen, but you know he generally gets what he wants,” I explain.
“Don’t worry about him. Warn them and have fun. End of the worry,” Gabriella says, making the situation seem so simple.
“You’re right. Thanks, boo. I will have a cowboy for you when you make it out here to visit me,” I promise.
“Giddy up!” she squeals.
Eighteen
Asher
I wake up in the best mood possible. Why? Well, because today I have another date with Samantha. And I’m planning on pulling out all the stops for her today.
I’m going to take her out on my boat, where we’ll eat the gourmet food I’m having catered, along with the best white wine she’ll ever have. I have my boat all set up already with flowers, and a nice table perfectly laid out for a romantic dinner.
Maybe this all sounds excessive for a woman that I’m technically still sharing with another man- but if I ever want her to be mine and only mine- this is the way I’m going to have to do this. I need to impress the fuck out of Samantha and show her how far I’m willing to go for her.
I made sure that I had no ranch work to do today- I want to be completely focused. After I shower, I pick out the perfect outfit, something that isn’t too fancy for a boat but not too casual either.
Finally, it’s time for me to head across the street to pick her up. I couldn’t be any more excited.
I pull up just as she steps out the front door. She’s wearing a spaghetti strap, long, flowy, dark blue dress with white sandals. Her long blonde hair cascades down her back in loose, natural curls. She looks absolutely stunning.
“Wow… you look gorgeous.”
Her face lights up.
“Thank you, Asher. You look pretty dapper yourself!”
Being the gentleman I am, I step out of the car and open her door for her. I shut it behind her and hop in the driver’s seat, ready to get this date started.
Finally, we reach my boat. I lead her onto it, and a few moments later we set off into the Trinity Bay.
“Wow, it’s the perfect day to be out on a boat- not too windy, and just the right amount of sun,” she states, staring out at the water with a look of content.
“We got really lucky- you never know what you’re going to get out on the water. Anyways, are you feeling hungry? I had some food catered- they dropped it off just before we got here so it should still be hot!”
“Ooo, yes please! What’s on the menu?”
“We’ve got some filet mignon, some veggies in a garlic sauce, and some creamy mashed potatoes. I also got us a dessert- a chocolate fudge lava cake with vanilla bean ice cream.”
“Looks like you’ve found the key to winning my heart- food!” she laughs.
The two of us enjoy
our dinner together, and the conversation stays light and upbeat the whole time.
My favorite thing about being around Samantha is that we never run out of things to talk about, and we don’t even have to try. It just feels so effortless. I can honestly say I’ve never had that before with anyone- it’s really comforting.
Once we’ve finished our entrée, we head out onto the deck to soak up some sun and rest a bit before stuffing ourselves full of the delicious lava cake. It truly feels like Samantha and I are an old married couple who go out on our boat to do this every weekend.
We cuddle up on one of the daybeds. Samantha starts running her hands up and down my leg, inching closer and closer to my cock. She slowly unbuttons my pants, before unzipping them.
Somehow, a measly two minutes later- both of us are completely naked, out in the open on the top deck of my boat. I’m lying flat on my back on the daybed, while she sits on top of me, getting ready to lower herself onto my cock.
“Mmmm,” she moans as she sits on my dick.
Samantha slowly starts riding me, tits bouncing up and down, her hair flowing all around her in the wind. The sun shines bright just behind her head, and it’s such an amazing sight to see.
Her confidence as she rides me is incredibly sexy. I grab her hips and begin thrusting up into her as she goes crazy riding me like never before.
“Yess baby, ride that dick,” I moan as she speeds up. “It’s all yours baby… all yours.”
“Yeah? You like the way I bounce my ass on your cock?”
“Fuck yes baby, don’t stop oh my god.”
She rides me even faster, tits bouncing around like crazy. If she keeps going like this- I’m going to cum in no time.
Except right when I feel like I’m about to cum, I grab her and turn her over onto her back, putting me into the power position now. Without wasting a second, I start pounding into her as hard as I can.
I lean down and take one of her perfect nipples into my mouth as I fuck her. I grind it between my front teeth just like I know she likes it, pulling it and sucking on it.
“Oh my god- oh my g- fuuuck yes,” she screams as I fuck her even harder.
“You like that dick?” I taunt her, taking my mouth away from her breasts.
“Uh-huh!”
“Cum for me baby, cum for me,” I whisper in her ear.
“Oohhh FUCK! Yesss, don’t stop, don’t stop!” she screams as she cums on my dick.
“Yess, cum for me,” I guide her through her orgasm, holding off on my own until the last minute.
Finally, I allow myself to cum, exploding inside of her, and then finishing off all over her stomach. I collapse back into the daybed next to her.
Man, this day has been absolutely amazing. As we fall asleep next to each other, high off of the intense orgasms we just had- one thought drifts through my mind.
‘That was so much better than lava cake.’
Nineteen
Liam
It’s officially my second date with Samantha and I couldn’t be more excited. I literally couldn’t sleep last night. I felt like a kid on Christmas Eve- too excited for the next day to even fall asleep.
It’s true that this relationship between Samantha and I didn’t start off normal by any means. But somehow it still feels like everything I’ve ever wanted. She just excites me in a way that no one else ever has.
When I’m not around her- I’m thinking about her. And that right there means a lot to me. I’ve never had a connection like that before. I just don’t want to fuck this up.
I had to fight the urge to plan some big fancy, blow out date for her. Instead, I decide to keep it simple. A girl like Samantha has already seen all there is to see. She’s a freakin model for god’s sake.
She doesn’t need to be dazzled- she needs to be shown what a real life with me would be like. A normal night out on the town as a couple would be me and her, going out to eat, maybe having a few drinks.
I just want to show her that her and I have real chemistry that doesn’t need to be hidden behind grand gestures. And knowing Asher- he is going to be doing the exact opposite.
After a long morning of ranching, it’s finally time to jump in the shower and get ready for our date. Fast forward to an hour later and I’m driving across the street to pick up the gorgeous Samantha.
“Well hello handsome!”
She runs up to my car. I jump out to greet her before she gets in.
“Hey gorgeous!”
I grab her and lift her up. She wraps her legs around my waist, and we hug for a long moment before I put her back down.
“Have I told you how stunning you look yet?”
“No, I don’t believe you have,” she smiles up at me.
I grab her face and bring it up to mine, planting a small, sensual kiss on her lips, before opening the passenger door for her.
During our entire ride to the bar, we jam out to some music together, singing along and having a blast. It proves to me even further that the two of us have a great connection and that we can have fun in any situation.
When we arrive, we walk into the bar hand in hand, finding a spot at the end of the crowded bar counter.
I can see multiple men staring at Samantha, practically drooling. But that doesn’t bother me- because she’s here with me, not them. And I’m going to be the one going home with her. Not only that, but if I’m going to end up being in a relationship with her- then I’m going to need to get used to this.
“What should we drink tonight? You thinkin whiskey? Or maybe tequila?”
“Ooo, whiskey please!” she says.
My kinda girl.
“Bartender, can we get two double shots of your finest whiskey, with just a small float of some coke in each?”
“Yes sir! Comin right up!”
I turn back to Samantha.
“I’m so glad we’re hanging out today. I’ve been thinking about you all week.”
“Aww, Liam. You know, I have to admit- I’ve been thinking about you a lot as well. There’s just something about you that’s so intriguing to me. I get excited to be around you. I’m really glad we’re doing this today.”
“I feel the exact same way. It just feels so natural between us.”
We continue talking after our drinks come, and even get up to play a round of darts.
“How about we turn this into a little competition?” she asks.
“Ooo, that sounds fun!”
“Whoever wins gets to make the other person do whatever they want,” she challenges me.
“Ooo, anything?”
“Anything,” she winks at me.
God, she’s so fucking sexy.
Halfway through the game of darts and Samantha’s in the lead. Honestly? As much as I’d love to be the one that gets to make her do whatever I want- a much bigger part of me wants her to tell me what to do. Something tells me she has something very specific in mind, and that’s why she proposed this challenge.
So am I throwing this competition because I want her to win? I’d say that’s very possible. Or maybe I just suck at darts.
“Alright, sucker. It’s down to the last throw. You could totally take this back from me if you land this right,” she cheers me on.
“Oh now you wanna cheer me on? What happened to all that trash talk?”
We laugh, before I throw the dart that puts Samantha in winning place. I turn to her, smiling, and wrap my arms around her.
“Alright, what’s your demand?”
Instead of answering, she shoots me a devilish smile, before taking my hand and leading me away. All I can think about is that I don’t know what’s about to happen but I’m so fucking ready for it.
Surprisingly, she leads me straight to the bathroom. I follow her inside, and she locks the door behind us.
“Fuck me. I want the whole damn bar to hear you fucking me.”
Holy fuck she’s hot.
And she certainly doesn’t need to tell me twice. I double check that the do
or is locked and then rip off her dress, before throwing my clothes off as well.
I grab her and bend her over the sink, slowly shoving myself inside of her. My strokes begin very slow and rhythmic, allowing her to really feel me.
“Yess, I love your cock baby,” she moans.
I grab her again, this time throwing her against the door. I hold her face sideways on the door while I shove myself inside of her again- this time into her ass.
“Ohhh fuuuck,” she moans.
I fuck her in the ass, my pace quickly growing. Pretty soon, I show her no mercy, giving her my absolute all as she screams, for all of the people in the bar to hear.
All I can think (besides how amazing she feels tightening around my cock) is how wild this girl is- and how much I love it. There’s a huge part of me that wants to tame her- and another huge part that just wants to let her run loose.
She’s an amazing woman who knows exactly what she wants- and who am I to stop her from that? Besides, fucking her in public turns out to turn me on way more than I ever thought it would. It’s fucking incredible.
Twenty
Samantha
It has been the most exciting time of my life being with both Asher and Liam. The sex is ultra-hot and both men are as sweet as can be.
As I sit in my bubble bath, I think of all the sexual experiences I’ve had with these guys. I never thought I could be so satisfied. But even still, there is something missing.
The water is warm and fragrant. I relax against my bathtub pillow and try to figure out what is missing in my relationships with Asher and Liam. Both men have been very attentive. I’ve been the center of attention and I’ve enjoyed it.
But perhaps I am getting too much of the attention. Maybe it’s time the boys get some attention reflected back on them.
I know that they will do anything for me- but what will they do with each other? It would be so amazing for them to give each other some of the attention they’ve been giving me. I know that if they put their minds to it, the sex they could have with each other would be mind-blowing.
