I can’t possibly want two men with such ardor. Hunter is hard to resist. He’s oozing charisma and let’s face it, he’s a deliciously yummy sight—his brown eyes are mesmerizing, the line of his jaw commanding, and when he hugged me to comfort me after Clark’s upsetting phone call, I had to take a step back to keep from running my tongue along his collar bone to the hollow at the base of his throat. Holy hell, the man is hot.
I’m happy I’ve accepted Hunter’s invitation to ride with him all the way to the river. Although I’m a little freaked out at first, Hunter puts me at ease. He’s a formidable rider and after a hilarious twenty minutes of me fighting my way onto his beautiful chocolate-brown stallion and Hunter’s unwillingness to allow me to call it quits, I have to say the view out here is priceless. The open land before me is so picturesque under the bright mid-afternoon sun, I can’t help but soak it all in. There are wildflowers in an assortment of vibrant colors wherever I look and when I feel brave enough to look up, I blink in awe at the fluffy clouds hanging from the sky.
I’ve never been a fan of old Western movies, but sitting behind this sexy demi-god with my arms wrapped around his muscular chest, I can understand why a woman would lose her head over a cowboy. This was only supposed to be an innocent horseback ride, but Hunter’s closeness makes it hard to breathe. I’m so grateful he’s wearing a tee shirt to cover up his sinful body because had he been bare-chested like Jake was a few hours ago, I don’t think I could have contained myself.
What’s wrong with me? How can I lust over two men like this? A guilty voice reminds me of my little interlude inside the barn not long ago with Jake where I dissolved in his arms. I screamed so loudly I was certain one of the workers would come and find us, but there’s another part of me yearning for the man sitting in front of me.
I’m taken by the moment and Hunter’s voice surprises me.
“We’re going to be galloping faster, so make sure to hold on to me a little tighter… for security reasons, of course.”
From where I’m sitting, I can’t see his smile, but I know it’s there.
“Ah, of course. Safety first.” I laugh.
“We don’t have too far to go so it will be a short ride, but it will be a bumpy one.”
We take a left fork in the road and I inhale at the sight of the river raging beneath us. Hunter positions the horse near the edge of the cliff so we can have a good view without getting off.
“The landscape is simply stunning. I can see why you moved out here.”
“Yeah, it’s pretty close to perfect.”
“My God, Hunter, I’m dumbfounded by the beauty of the water,” I gush, looking at the river running beneath us.
“It’s pretty incredible, isn’t it? This part is the most tumultuous and this is usually where whitewater rafters come for an afternoon of fun. We can get off the horse and we can walk around for a few hours, or we can continue riding and I can show you a little private spot Jake and I built when we first moved to this ranch.”
The idea of walking under the blazing sun isn’t nearly as appealing to me as riding behind this hot guy with my body nestled so closely against his. “Can I still take photos?”
“Yes, ma’am. Your camera is in the bag right behind you. You can take photos along the way. The little hideaway where I’m taking you is nestled between tall trees and full bushes and surrounded by tons of colorful flowers. There are a lot of great picture opportunities there as well. I’ll be honest, I have a feeling you’ll be too dazzled by what I’m about to show you to care about taking photos.”
“Really? Now you’ve piqued my curiosity.”
“Trust me, it’s well worth it.”
There’s something extremely suggestive in the way he says those words, and perhaps I should be more cautious given the fact I fucked his best friend twice since arriving yesterday, but honestly, my feet aren’t touching the ground—figuratively or literally. If a good-looking guy wants to flirt with me, so be it.
“Take me there, you fearless cowboy.”
We both laugh and Hunter yanks at the horse’s reins and before you know it we take off like a rocket.
CHAPTER EIGHT
HUNTER
The faster we gallop, the more my cock gets uncomfortable under these tight jeans. Riding hasn’t been this painful since I took my first lesson five years ago and I can only blame the presence of the woman hugging my chest.
Damn, she makes me horny as hell.
My initial intention was to walk along the Cache la Poudre River and allow her to take photos. I knew the scenic view would get her mind off of her worries, but for the last couple of hours that we’ve been riding, I couldn’t focus on much more than the bulge of her tits pressed firmly against my back. Jake was very explicit in his message and if he thinks there’s a slight possibility Allison might be interested in having both of us at the same time, I don’t see why we should waste anymore time finding out for sure. This little hideaway is a perfect place for me to discover how far I can push the sexy blonde.
When we first moved out here, we built a small wooden cabin that contains a hot pool. We used the examples of hot springs we’ve visited so many times in Santorini, Greece. The water there is usually about ninety-one Fahrenheit and it’s so soothing to the skin stress melts away like snow melts off the mountain peaks in the middle of summer.
Our hot pool isn’t as warm as those Greek ones, but it’s pretty close. Jake and I keep this place under lock and key because we’ve decked it out like those fancy day-spas we’ve visited in San Fran and New York. The cabin has everything imaginable—lounging chairs, a couple small glass circular tables and chairs, surround-sound speakers, a mini-bar and a large shower made with natural limestone imported from Italy. There’s even a massage table, which neither of us have ever used since we’ve never bothered to hire a masseuse.
Let’s face it, this is as close as we’ll ever get to having our own man cave on this ranch and we spared no expense. The exterior blends with the rest of the buildings and conceals our little hideaway.
Once I secure the horse to a post, I help Allison off. “Careful, cowgirl.”
“I’d hardly call myself a cowgirl. All I had to do was hold on to you for dear life. You did all the hard work.”
I take her in my arms to help her down, doing my best not to brush my erection against her. “That’s it, nice and slow.”
“It feels so strange to be on firm land again.”
“If you continue riding, you’ll get used to it.”
“My ass is burning from sitting on this horse,” she says, contorting her face as she rubs her bum. “Whatever you’re hiding behind this wooden cabin better be worth it.”
Her wit catches me off guard and I find myself laughing at her response.
“You’re laughing, but I’m a city girl. I swear, I won’t be able to walk tomorrow and I’m pretty sure when I regain use of my legs, I’ll start walking bowlegged.”
Wait until you ride my cock, then you’ll have something to complain about.
“Are you still curious to see what I want to show you?” I ask her with a huge grin.
“Of course.”
“You won’t be disappointed. In fact, I have the perfect cure to heal your sore bum.”
“Now we’re talking.”
When I finally compose myself, I look down at her. Her yellow shirt is drenched in sweat and her matching bra is showing through the damp fabric. It’s like an open call for me to unleash my carnal fury on her. Fuck. She must have caught my gaze because she lowers her eyes.
“Great. My ass is hurting like hell and I’m sweating like a pig.”
“Don’t be so hard on yourself. I’m sweating as well,” I say, pulling at my wet tee shirt.
“Yeah, but you’re a guy. There are no chances of you exposing yourself indecently like I am now.”
“If it makes you feel better, I’m not complaining. It’s an incredible view.”
“No, you’re not. In fact you se
em pretty amused.”
“What’s there not to like? A gorgeous woman with ample breasts is having a wardrobe malfunction? Bring it on.”
She turns beet red so quickly, I can’t help but laugh.
“Okay, I’ll stop teasing you. Let’s go inside. We’ll take care of your tits and your ass at the same time. Oops, did I say that aloud?” I grin from ear to ear at my own joke and Allison rewards me by punching me in the arm. I can tell from the electric charge in her eyes she’s not very offended by my forwardness.
I grab her hand in mine and I take her inside the hot pool to show her around and to spend a little private time with her.
“Welcome to our little cabana,” I say, flinging my cowboy hat off before shutting the door behind me.
She steps forward and I follow her. When we walk inside the cabin, I turn on the heater to steam up the pool. I switch the lights to a dim setting and I select a playlist of songs sure to get her in the right mood.
“My God, Hunter, you were right,” she says, spinning around in circles, soaking in every inch of the place. “This is a fantastic spot. I can’t believe you can come here whenever you want.”
“I agree, it’s surreal. Jake and I end up here at least three times a week to unwind.”
“You even have music,” she marvels, looking up at the encased speakers in the ceiling.
“It’s the ultimate way to melt your trouble away.”
Allison takes a few more steps forward and trails her hand over the massage table while admiring the stone wall surrounding us and I see a vision of the future—Allison riding my cock like pioneer women used to ride in the Old West. I’m talking about long blonde hair flying back in ecstasy, heavy tits bouncing in rhythm as I grab her ass, guiding her up and down my loaded missile like a specially trained army officer. If Jake thinks she’d be willing to do both of us, it’s only fair I warm her up to the idea by giving her a preview that will make her think every man she’s had before me was an inadequate teenager.
My boxer briefs could use a few extra inches right about now.
“I can’t believe you guys get to enjoy this kind of luxury at will.”
“Guess what? So can you for as long as you stay on the ranch. In fact, you can start enjoying it right now.”
“Riley didn’t tell me about this, so I didn’t pack a swimsuit.”
“This is a private pool. You don’t need a swimsuit.”
“You mean…?”
“Strip out of your clothes and jump into the pool.” My voice is so deep, it’s impossible for her not to hear how much I’m yearning for her.
Her sparkling hazel eyes widen and she gapes in shock at my audacious suggestion. “You can’t possibly be serious. I don’t make a habit of exposing myself to men I just met.”
“Lucky for you we’ve already known each other for nearly twenty-four hours.” I wink.
“You’re a clever one.”
“If you’d like, I can dim the lights even more and I can turn around to give you a little bit more privacy until you’re in the water,” I say flirtatiously.
“And you’re going to stand at the door with your back turned to me while I enjoy a relaxing swim in your hot pool? Is that the plan?” She has both hands on her hips like a woman who means business.
“Well, it depends,” I respond, closing the gap between us.
“On what?” She tilts her head backward and she meets my lustful gaze.
“On you.”
“Me? You’re the one making outrageous propositions.”
“I’m not. I’m simply giving you options. The choice is yours.”
“Choice?”
“Yes, Allison. Do you want me to stand guard at the door or would you prefer I join you in the pool?” I might be pushing my luck here, but so far she’s not resisting me.
“Hunter…” Damn, my name hangs on her lips so seductively.
I step back, dropping my voice to a low growl. “I have to confess, just in case it wasn’t clear yet, I might be a bad influence on you. You see, Jake is the good one. I, on the other hand, I’m a little bit more unpredictable. More dangerous.”
“Oh. You’re trying to shock me.”
“Not at all. I’m just warning you of things to come.”
“I see. You’re a first-class charmer, aren’t you?” She’s obviously mocking me. Unfortunately for her, she doesn’t realize I’m as serious as my hungry cock.
“I prefer seeing myself as the masterful seducer.”
Her jaw drops, but the twinkle in her eye suggests she might be willing to take me up on my offer. It’s just the two of us for the next few hours and I intend on taking full advantage of this opportunity.
“And you think you can seduce me?”
Her bold repartee surprises me, but I’m so up for the challenge. She wouldn’t have asked this question if she wasn’t interested.
“I think I already have.”
Nothing would turn me on more than to watch Allison get undressed so I can peek at her yellow lingerie before she discards it to dip into the hot pool. I can already imagine her naked body shimmering under the ripples of the steamy water like a dream—her huge tits floating and inviting me to a whole lot of naughtiness, her beautiful long hair flowing like she’s falling from the sky. I’ve wanted to fuck her since I laid eyes on her yesterday afternoon and this secluded cabana is the perfect location to devour her wholly.
“Forgive me for being so forward, but your plump lips make me wonder what the rest of you tastes like.”
We stand there, watching each other. I run my eyes up and down her body to let her know how serious I am. She follows my gaze and even in the dim lights I notice her cheeks flush. She’s not opposed to me taking her. Her lips part, like she wants to say something but can’t. I take that as my cue to continue seducing her.
“I want to do unimaginable things to you. Things that will make you blush when you think of me,” I take a step towards her and our bodies are so close it’s as if we’re one.
“God.”
Our eyes are locked together and the passion in her gaze is unmistakable.
“Allison, are your pouty lips as sweet as your pussy?”
“Jesus Christ.” There’s a brief moment of silence before she tilts her head back and offers me her mouth.
I crush her lips with mine and I unleash the pent-up hunger I’ve been suppressing since meeting her. My lips are firm and demanding, teasing her desire. I nip at her lower lip, forcing her to open her mouth for me, and I plunge in, my tongue stroking hers.
“Everything inside me is melting,” she pants.
“Good, or else this is an utter waste of your time.” I smile into her mouth.
With a low laugh, I grab hold of her wrists and slide her arms around my neck, forcing our bodies to collide. Nudging her legs apart with my knee, I move between them. We’re so close to each other, I can nearly hear her heartbeat. I grab her butt cheeks as if she already belongs to me and I slide her closer until her stomach rubs against my thick dick.
“You’re so hard,” she gasps.
“Everything about you is driving me crazy, Allison.”
She yanks herself up on her toes and I take her mouth with more determination. After a few minutes of passionate kissing, she presses her palm against my chest. She’s flushed and her hair is a mess, but she still looks delicious.
“Good Lord, Hunter, I don’t know if we should do this.”
“Why are you fighting this attraction between us? The way you were checking me out over breakfast hasn’t gone unnoticed. Trust me. There’s nothing wrong with two people giving into their mutual desire.”
“This can become complicated.”
“There’s nothing complicated about this.” I silence her doubt with another ravenous kiss and she melts in my arms. I pull off the elastic holding her mane and her gorgeous hair cascades all over her shoulders. “What did I tell you last night?”
“You said a lot of things last night.”
“Your words are an aphrodisiac.”
“Wait until I slide my cock between your legs, then you’ll truly understand the meaning of the word aphrodisiac.”
“You’re so sure of yourself.” She laughs into my mouth.
Yeah, I’m cocky, but I know what I’m packing. I’ve yet to meet—or should I say fuck—a woman who hasn’t begged for more once I’ve dipped my monster dick into her pussy. I push Allison slightly backward and bring my fingers to her blouse, unbuttoning her as quickly as humanly possible. When the fabric parts and reveals her heavy tits in her bra I gasp in anticipation.
“Damn, you’re beautiful.”
“Hunter,” she begins. “I really need to tell you something—”
“Shhh.” I hush her with my finger against her lips, too eager to explore her body to allow her to protest. “What matters is us right here, right now. I’m enjoying this moment with you immensely and if you’re not, that’s cool, we can walk out the door right now. It’s your call. Do you want out?”
She hesitates a few seconds before answering. “I’m enjoying you as well.”
“Good. I’m happy we both agree.” I help her out of her shirt and before the fabric even hits the floor my hands are already moving to her back to unhook her yellow bra. “As dangerously hot as this is, it’s preventing me from sucking on your tits.”
“Lingerie is my guilty pleasure,” she says from under her lashes.
“And it’s certainly mine now.” I grin.
I slide the satin and lace fabric off her body slowly, unwilling to rush the moment. When I take in the sight of her magnificent tits, I step back, astounded. “Holy shit. These are more unbelievable than I ever imagined.”
She shyly attempts to cover her big boobs from me, but I extend my arms to prevent her from doing such a foolish thing.
“Please. Don’t,” I beg.
She looks up at me as if she’s inebriated and lets her arms fall to her side.
“Good girl.” I run my finger down her side, grazing her nipple. She moans and closes her eyes and she finally lowers her defenses.
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