"Anywhere."
Chapter 2
Leah narrowed her eyes to focus on the taillights of the truck in front of her. The snow the radio predicted had started to fall and made it almost impossible to see. She may have been tailgating her sexy cowboy in order to see the red of his lights, but it was better than the alternative of getting lost in the middle of Podunk , or wherever the hell she was.
She hated the snow. They rarely had to deal with snow more than a few days out of the year on the coast. Ocean Shores, Washington was a coastal town west of Seattle, with more tourists than locals. Leah loved everything about it, especially the fact they never had to deal with the white shit falling out of the sky. Being stuck in the middle of a snow-infested Montana town wasn't exactly her idea of a vacation. But, she told herself, at least the cowboy in the truck ahead of her would make this night one she wouldn't soon forget.
God, she couldn't believe what she'd gotten herself into. What would her brother say if he saw her coming on to some stranger in a grocery store? Better yet, what would he say if he knew she was now following the man home under the promise of hot sex and no ties?
"Do you have any idea how old the woman I just pulled out of the dumpster was?" would be Wayde's response, always on the job with the State Bureau of Investigation. As a senior special agent with the SBI, it was her brother's job to worry about her and spouted the same canned response to any argument. Of course, her overpowering father would stand his ground right next to her brother, both of them belittling her for her choices in life.
Well, guess what? I'm a grown woman of twenty-five now. I don't need my big brother babysitting me anymore. Or my father. Leah sighed and blew her bangs out of her eyes.
The snow started to fall harder, if that were even possible. And still the cowboy in front of her kept his truck at a steady seventy miles an hour on the highway.
Was he suicidal?
Leah let off on the gas, and in no time his taillights disappeared behind the fog of snow hovering in the sub-zero air. Did these people not believe in streetlights? Plunged into complete darkness, Leah slowed further and started to breathe in shallow gasps when the darkness swallowed her and her tiny subcompact.
Wonderful. Another panic attack. Just what I need as I navigate strange streets without the help of streetlights. Leaning forward over the steering wheel, she thought she could just make out the faint red hue of her cowboy's taillights.
Not willing to lose out on her one chance of a night of meaningless, unforgettable sex with a complete stranger, she punched the gas and her little Subaru immediately responded.
The ice patch caught her by surprise. Once she hit the slippery surface, she lost control and started to spin. An involuntary scream escaped her lips as she grabbed the wheel and turned it in every direction, anything to stop herself from propelling out of control.
Who was she kidding? She was already out of control, and if she didn't get the car back under her power, she'd flip for sure. Recalling what her brother told her about skidding, she lifted her foot off the gas. Fighting every instinct to turn away from the direction the car spun, she turned her wheel into the skid.
The car fishtailed a few times, then skidded to a stop facing the wrong way on the highway. With a ginger foot, Leah took her car to the side of the road and then put it into park once she was no longer in the path of oncoming traffic.
Holy shit . That worked? She took a mental note to thank her brother the next time she saw him. Her entire body shuddered from her near death experience. She lay her head down on the steering wheel and swallowed several times to force the contents of her stomach back down, not to mention the enormous lump lodged in her throat.
She'd only sat there a few minutes when headlights approached from the opposite side. Recognizing the truck, she rolled down her window and smiled sheepishly when he stopped on the opposite side of the road and stepped out. Without losing his footing, he hurried over to her car and knelt down at her open window.
He cupped her face with a gloved hand. "You're shaking."
"Am I?" Not trusting her voice, she whispered her response. Her breath escaped in a fog and joined his. Closing her eyes, she forced her body to stop quivering. The heat from the man's hand on her cheek made that difficult. Even through the material of his glove she felt his warmth radiate into her.
That damn smile sent another shudder ripping through her. Her nipples were already hard from the wind and frigid temperature, but this man's crooked grin had her body responding in ways she'd never had it respond. The chills washing over her flesh were now attacking her nipples and pinching them like a lover.
"Maybe you should leave your car here," he suggested.
Her heart went into palpitations. She wanted nothing more than to spend an unforeseen amount of time with this man, but if she left her car here he would dictate the time. Maybe she wanted to find a hotel and stay there tonight? Maybe she didn't want to spend the entire night wrapped in his strong arms?
She wanted to be able to leave when she wanted to, not when he wanted her to. "I'm fine. If you could just slow down"
"I better drive your car," he interrupted, and stood as he opened her door, offering his hand to help her out of the car.
How was that going to help? She obviously didn't know how to drive her tiny car in the snow. What made him think she'd be able to maneuver his giant truck? Still, she took his hand and stepped out of her car.
"My brother, Jesse, is with me. He'll drive my truck. You, uh," he paused as he glanced inside her car, at how she had everything she owned stuffed in the back seat, passenger seat and any other open space. He pulled his handsome brow into a confused frown. An instant later it disappeared. "You'd better ride in the truck with him."
His brother? But. But. ButButBut . Weren't they planning an endless night of passion? Of hot, uncensored sex? How could they do that with his brother with him?
"Maybe this wasn't such a good idea," she stated sadly. For the first time in her life, she actually listened to that little voice deep in the back of her head telling her to be careful. She'd never wanted to be careful. Her brother and father were careful enough for the entire Davis clan. It sucked growing up and having to start acting responsibly.
"You sure?" He pulled his hand back. The disappointment on his face told her he felt it, too. They were both excited for tonight, to have a reckless night of sex, sex, and more sex. And then reason had to take over and ruin everything.
But then a man stepped out of the truck and stopped Leah's heart. What the first cowboy had started bubbling inside her, this one sent straight to a boil. Her body responded just as violently to him as the one she met in the grocery store. Oh, dear God . There were two of them.
Twin cowboys?
No. As he approached them, her heart slammed in her chest with every step he took. She immediately spotted the differences in their features. Jesse had a slightly smaller build, a squarer jaw. His eyes were a darker brown, as was his hair. And he had a black cowboy hat, instead of brown like... like...
Ah, hell. She was about to go home with a man and she didn't even know his name.
"Cole, are you going to make this pretty little lady stand out in the cold all night? Where's your manners?"
Cole? Leah snapped her gaze to the handsome man from the store. The name fit perfectly, as with everything else she'd discovered about him so far. Bouncing her gaze to his groin, she wondered if that gorgeous bulge in his pants would fit between her thighs just as perfectly.
"I think she's having second thoughts," Cole explained. Leah blinked away from his bulge as Jesse stopped in front of her.
He offered the same crooked grin that had her weak in the knees when Cole flashed it. Must be a family trait . She wondered what other similarities they shared, but stopped herself from glancing at his crotch. "What's your name, darlin'?"
"Leah."
"Well, Leah." Jesse reached out and took her hand. Fire flashed up her arm and quickened her pulse,
despite the wind whipping the snow around them. Before she could so much as mutter a protest, he led her over to the truck and had her sitting in the passenger seat before she realized what happened. He leaned into the truck so his lips almost brushed her ear. Chills tickled her spine and raced across her flesh. Just the nearness of him had her heart in palpitations. "Come home with us. I promise you won't be disappointed."
"Us?" She turned to look at him and instead felt his lips cover hers. She wanted to object, to push him away, but the way he caressed her mouth with his own had tension coiling in her stomach and her pussy tingling for attention.
Their kiss ended abruptly as Cole pushed Jesse back. She sucked in a breath and readied herself for the inevitable fistfight. She couldn't pull her gaze away as she waited for Cole's reaction.
To her shock, he flashed a crooked grin and leaned into the truck. His tongue darted out just as his lips feathered across hers. His kiss tickled, teased, and had her ready to submit to whatever he wanted. Just like that, Cole stole her attention. Nibbling on her lower lip before pulling back, his cinnamon eyes glimmered wickedly as he rested them on her.
"I locked up your car," he said and slid in next to her in the truck. "It'll be fine here overnight."
"Overnight?" Oh crap. That had her heart in palpitations, but for an entirely different reason.
Cole grinned again as he looked at her. His gaze slid over her body, stroking her wherever it landed. As it rested on her breasts, he gave her an appreciative nod. "Do you already have a room somewhere?"
She shook her head. "I planned to find something after I picked up my things from the store."
"Half the hotels in this town close down in the winter," Cole told her.
"And the other half are full," Jesse added as he stepped up into the truck and put it into gear. Before she knew it, they were driving off, leaving her car on the side of the road, and her heart firmly planted in her throat.
* * * *
Jesse Henry stole glances at the beauty sitting next to him whenever he could and still keep his attention on the road. He had to hand it to Cole. He wasn't over exaggerating when he'd told him this one had something special about her.
He wondered if Cole told her the whole story. Did she know what she'd agreed to when she started following them back to the ranch? Or when she accepted his hand and followed him back to the truck? He knew by the way she responded to his kiss that she wanted more than lip loving.
No time like the present to find out exactly what she wanted.
"Leah?" He waited until she glanced over at him with those beautiful blue eyes. "You aren't from around here, are you?"
"What gave it away?" she retorted playfully. The way she batted her eyes at him had his cock hard in an instant. "The fact I can't drive in the snow? Or that I needed to find a hotel?"
"You don't need a hotel." He gripped the steering wheel and pondered how to ask her the next question.
"That much I've gathered." She looked at him first and then over at Cole.
Cole exchanged a look with Jesse and gave him a flash of his crooked grin that made women fall at his feet. His little brother always had a way with the ladies. He'd never picked one up from the local grocery store before. It shocked the shit out of him when he watched the two of them walk out of the store together, flirting and carrying on as if they'd known each other for longer than it took to buy milk and beer.
"Leah, you know why I invited you back to the ranch, right?" Cole approached the subject carefully. Jesse strained his ears to hear her reply.
She remained silent for several seconds as she tightly wrung her hands in her lap. Second thoughts? Or third or fourth? "I hope so."
The brothers exchanged looks again. Cole leaned in and wrapped his arm behind her, pulling her to him. She didn't tense or push back. Instead, she melted into him and lifted her chin so her lips were poised and ready for the taking. He pulled her closer and covered her lips with his. Right away he invaded her mouth with his tongue. Leah let out a soft whimper and wrapped her arms around his neck.
Jesse's cock jumped and spasmed in protest to the attention his brother was getting and not him. He reached out and tested her by softly running his finger up and down her spine. No sharp inhales of surprise.
So far, so good .
Continuing to test her, he reached under her shirt and brushed the flat of his hand across the soft flesh of her back. Dear Jesus, her skin felt just like silk. Instead of her protesting, she moaned and wiggled her ass against his thigh, inviting him to take it a step further.
"Cole, unfasten her jeans." Jesse ordered as he took the turn off the highway and onto the gravel road that led to the Flying H's Ranch.
"Allow me," Leah purred, surprising the hell out of both of them. They grinned at each other as she pulled back from Cole and unbuttoned her jeans. The distinct sound of a zipper ripped through the otherwise silent cab. "I hope you don't think I'm"
"I like a woman who knows what she wants," Cole interrupted, always the diplomat. Leah smiled, first at Cole, then turned and offered her killer grin to him.
"You don't mind sharing?" Jesse asked, making sure she knew just exactly what the Henry brothers had in mind.
"Not if you don't," she quipped in return. "I take it this isn't your first time sharing a woman?"
"No," Cole answered quietly. Too quietly . Jesse eyed him. His little brother had never given any indication of regrets. Until now.
Chapter 3
"Get up on your knees, Leah. Put that pretty ass of yours right up in the air toward me." Jesse turned the truck and passed through a large wrought iron gate. Leah's heart flipped around in her chest. Nerves and excitement swirled together with a hint of apprehension. Pushing her jeans around her knees, she hopped up on the seat and almost crashed into Cole.
"Maybe I can give you something to hold onto," Cole growled hungrily and pulled his cock out of his pants. Leah's mouth watered at the sight. She'd never had sex with a real cowboy, let alone two. The walls of her quivering cunt flooded with her own juices, anxious for attention.
Leah leaned down and slowly sank his rigid dick into her mouth. Cole let out a long groan that she felt even through his penis. It vibrated his flesh and tickled her lips. Wow . If he could do that buried deep inside her, she was in for the night of her life.
Jesse's hand brushed across her ass, caressing it. "Seriously fine ass, darlin'." His country drawl shined through in his words, melting her. Her clit surged and throbbed, begging for his touch. When he reached around and stroked her lips, parting them and dipping his fingers into her slick hole, she shuddered. "God, your cunt is so wet. Would you like a little finger fucking while you suck on Cole's cock?"
"Oh, yes," she whispered against Cole's penis buried deep in her mouth. She moved her lips down his hard shaft, licking up the side before returning to the tip and swirling her tongue around the top. The salty taste of his pre-cum enveloped her.
Jesse slowly eased a finger inside her pussy and Leah moaned from the ripple of erotic pleasure as it washed through her, tightening the coil squeezing her womb. She rocked against his finger, fucking his hand as she continued to suck on Cole's cock.
The truck stopped. Leah looked up to see them sitting in front of an enormous house. "Is this your ranch?"
Cole fisted her hair and pulled her attention back to his engorged cock. "I'll give you a personal tour later. Right now I need you to finish what you started."
She liked the sound of that. Mouthing his dick, she sank her lips down around him, sucking the pre-cum as it escaped the tip, loving the taste of him. Jesse pulled his finger out of her cunt and she whimpered a protest. When she felt the seat shift behind her, she almost brought her head up to see what he was doing.
And then his tongue attacked her swollen pussy, lapping up her juices and flicking her throbbing clit relentlessly. He speared his thick finger inside the soaked channel. "Oh, God!" she cried out, her back arching from the fiery invasion.
"Y
ou like that, Leah? Just wait until I fuck you with my cock. I'm so hard for you, I hurt." Jesse stabbed her vagina with his tongue, and nipped her tender lips with his teeth. Licks of erotic flames seared her flesh wherever he touched.
"Goddamn, Leah," Cole moaned, his voice thick with heated lust. "Your mouth is so tight. Is your sweet little pussy that tight, darlin'? Will you strangle my cock as I fuck that wet hole of yours?"
Oh dear Jesus, all this trashy talk had her beyond excited. It made her feel so bad, and yet so good. She'd always wanted to be that woman who knew what she wanted and wasn't afraid to go after it. She wanted to order these devilishly handsome and wicked cowboys to fuck her hard, make her come over and over, and not stop until none of them were physically able to move. Just once, she wanted to be that woman.
Pulling her mouth off his dick with an audible pop, she turned around on the seat to face Jesse and licked her lips as she flashed him a sultry grin. "Pull that gorgeous cock out of your jeans," she ordered in a raspy whisper. "Let me taste you."
Jesse smiled as his brown eyes darkened. He didn't waste any time pulling out his cock. Leah sighed happily. His penis was every bit as thick and long as Cole's. Such wonderful family similarities.
She lowered her mouth to his dick and flicked her tongue across the tip, lapping up the glistening drops of pre-cum, loving the salty taste. Behind her, Cole knelt up on the bench seat and tucked his engorged dick between her ass cheeks. He rolled his hips, slowly stroking against her. When she felt the smooth tip push up against her pussy, she shuddered and rocked back.
Her cunt, coated with her own cream, had completely lubricated her entry for his taking. He slowly sank his cock into her quivering channel, not stopping until his hips met hers. "Ah, Jesus. You really are tight." He grabbed her hips and pulled out until only the very tip remained inside her. He then plunged in deeper and ground his hips. He let out a guttural groan and repeated the motion.
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