Kansas Heat

by Kansas Heat (lit)

  The brothers matched her tempo as they drove her climax impossibly higher with their relentless loving. Bright lights blinded her as a wave of rapture cascaded over her. For a moment, she could almost believe she’d liquefied into pure pleasure.

  Her world wasn’t just defined by pleasure, Amanda simply knew nothing else. It was perfection that came to a sudden stop. Everything stopped. Every sensation, every sound, every feeling clicked off as her body caved under the power of her release and simply shut down, dumping her into the black oblivion of unconsciousness.

  * * * *

  Jace tucked the sweaty strands of hair sticking to Amanda’s cheek back behind her ear. Cody and he had cleaned her up as well as they could and set her clothes back to right, but she still looked rough. They certainly hadn’t been easy on her, which probably explained why she hadn’t roused for even moment as Jace tucked her back into the truck.

  Amanda would have slumped right over in the bench seat if Jace hadn’t slid in beside her. Instead of hitting her head on the dashboard, he corralled her, snuggling her into his side as Cody slid in behind the wheel.

  “You heading back to the ranch?” Jace asked as Cody popped the brake down. It would be the best destination by Jace’s reckoning. They had beds big enough for three people to get a little creative on, and Jace bet Amanda didn’t.

  “Nah.” Cody popped Jace’s dream world as he spun the truck back toward the rutted dirt track. Cody glanced over at Jace. “We take her back there, Knox will get in the way. I don’t think Amanda’s ready for him, yet.”

  Jace conceded the point. Glancing out the window he considered his older brother’s attitude problem and came to only one conclusion. “I don’t care.”

  “What?”

  “I don’t care,” Jace repeated turning to look at Cody. “I want Amanda in my bed, Cody. Every night. I ain’t going to let Knox stand in my way.”

  “Agreed.” Cody nodded. “But I’m just thinking to take this night to convince Amanda and tomorrow to explain a few things to Knox. It’ll probably go a lot better in that order.”

  Cody had another good argument, but Jace just didn’t want to be rational. It was hard with Amanda all soft and sleeping against him. She kind of made him forget himself. Jace liked the feeling. He wouldn’t be giving it up. One thing he knew for sure, neither would Cody.

  It remained to be seen with Knox, but Jace had hope. Amanda got under Knox’s skin like no other woman Jace had seen. The two of them coming together would probably be one hell of an explosion. It would probably be good for both of them and one hell of a ride for Cody and him.

  Jace grinned just thinking about it. It would all start tomorrow—their future.

  Chapter 22

  Amanda woke with a start, blinking her eyes open to take in the darkened sights of her bedroom. For a second, she stared in confusion at the hard male chest resting under her arm, trying to figure out how Cody could be there while also snuggled along the length of her back.

  In a flash, it hit her. Memories flooded in to fill her mind not only with the images of what had taken place that afternoon in Cody’s truck, but everything that had followed into the evening. This wasn’t the first time Amanda had woken to the two men in her bed. The vivid memory of being pulled from sleep by the sensual rhythm of a hard shaft slipping in and out of her body heated her blood.

  It had been Jace fucking himself deep into her greedy, welcoming pussy with smooth, easy thrusts. The hard bone of his hip had bumped into her backside as he took her while they lay on their sides. His hands had held her breasts, keeping her still while he tormented her puckered nipples.

  Jace hadn’t been the only one holding her in position. Cody, stretched out on his side in front of her, had held her leg up, leaving her open for his brother’s possession. Open, but not wide. The position had allowed for little room, making Jace’s oversized erection feel nearly twice as thick as it pushed against the walls of her sheath. Better than good, Amanda had come hard despite the easy rhythm Jace set. Her climax must have broken his control, because Jace’s pace had changed. Pistoning into a hard, savage pillaging, he’d driven her climax to blossom even larger, forcing her to greater heights.

  All the while Cody had watched. His baby blues latched on the site where his brother penetrated her. In the dim light of the nightstand lamp, Amanda had seen Cody’s gaze sharpen, becoming more and more feral.

  Jace had only just come, barely pulled free of her body, when Cody started pushing his cock into her still spasming cunt. Cody had driven himself deep into her and took her with an aggression more explosive than normal.

  It had been Jace’s turn to hold her leg out of the way, to slide a hand between Cody and her bumping, grinding hips to pinch her clit at the same time he did a nipple. The brothers had driven her screaming back into rapture’s embrace, and there she stayed.

  That hadn’t been the end, just the beginning. They’d taken her over and over again, turning her one way and then another. They used their hands, their mouths, and their cocks to suspend her in a sea of ecstasy, guiding her touch to their bodies, her lips to clean their cocks and prepare them for their turn to be buried once again in her warmth. It was too much, and as her body detonated with the most explosive climax of a lifetime, she tumbled head first into the black abyss of unconsciousness.

  Despite the soreness between her legs, Amanda felt her pussy quake to life as the memories played through her mind. This time, instead of wiping out her ability to think, it fed the fear. What have I done?

  Amanda had been a fool to go out to the ranch, stupid enough to think she could handle the Reese brothers. Worse, she’d thought she could handle this, but now Amanda knew. If they loved her, they wouldn’t share. No man could share a woman he loved. Now Amanda knew how Cody and Jace felt.

  It hurt more than she would ever admit, and she blamed herself. In no universe did men like the Reese brothers ever even notice a woman like her—average. That’s just what she was. Amanda had a normal job that bored her, a house that would always be in need of repair, a car she couldn’t afford to replace, a body that just blended in to all the other size twelve brunettes pushing their shopping carts down the grocery aisle.

  There was not one thing in her life that made her stand out. Not that she ever cared, not until now. With two Reese brothers on either side of her, Amanda could see how pathetic she really was. They’d used her, probably because they could, because who would care.

  Amanda didn’t see the value in pain, but she did in rage. These two men might have treated her badly, but now they were going to get their pants on and get the hell out of her life even if she had to force them through the door at gunpoint.

  First, though, Amanda had to get out from between them without either of the two muscled giants waking. Naked and in bed, they’d be impossible to control. If anything was proven tonight, she couldn’t control herself once one of them got started. No, Amanda needed distance and her gun.

  As slowly as she could, she disengaged from Jace’s embrace, then stilled for a moment of tense uncertainty when he muttered something and shifted. Thankfully, Jace rolled onto his back and fell still.

  Silently as possible, Amanda shimmied down the bed. The footboard cut into her knees as she levered onto her feet. With self-preservation in mind, Amanda yanked on her robe before fishing her gun out of the nightstand. It had a full clip in it. Keeping the safety on, she clicked on the lamp. If she expected any response from the two lumps in her bed, Amanda was in for a disappointment. Other than another muffled curse from Jace as he rolled back onto his side, she got nothing.

  With a growl, she backed farther away from the bed before resorting to screaming at them.

  “Wake up!”

  That got her a response, sort of. Jace smacked his lips and his eyes drifted open for a moment before snapping shut. She didn’t think he’d really seen her until a second later when he shot straight up into a sitting position. The sheet fell down around him, revealing more o
f his naked torso than she was comfortable with.

  “What the hell are you doing?”

  Before she could respond to his indignant roar, Cody groaned and cracked an eye open to glare at Jace.

  “What is your problem, man?”

  “She’s got a gun.” Jace nodded to her.

  “What?” Cody’s head rolled in her direction, and, just like his brother, it seemed to take his mind a moment to comprehend the situation. When it did, he shot up and right out of the bed. “What the hell are you doing?”

  “I want you out of my house!”

  “Excuse me?” He managed to sound threatening despite standing there completely naked. Damn if his cock didn’t start to harden, which just proved how perverted Cody was. Everything seemed to turn him on.

  “You heard me,” Amanda snapped, even as she took a step back. She didn’t trust him, naked or not. “I want you gone. Now.”

  “Put the gun down.” Cody paced closer, apparently not comprehending a loaded weapon meant stay back. At least, Jace had the common sense to put on some clothes. He reached for his jeans as he shoved out of the bed.

  “I’m not kidding, Amanda.”

  Her gaze switched to Cody, and she matched his forward motion with her own backward one. “Don’t make me shoot you, Cody.”

  “You aren’t going to shoot anyone.”

  “I just might after what you did to me.”

  “What did I do to you,” Cody had the audacity to look insulted, “but give you the best damn orgasms you’ve ever had?”

  “And your brother. He gave me them, too.”

  “No,” Cody snorted, actually managing to smirk. “He gave you the second-best orgasms you ever had.”

  “Hey,” Jace snapped as he zipped up his jeans. “I resent that.”

  Cody gave his brother a dirty look. “Not now, Jace.”

  “I’m just saying my orgasms were every bit as good as yours.”

  “Oh, really?” Cody turned on his brother. “Well then, why’s she holding a gun on us?”

  “Maybe it’s because of your indelible charm.” Jace stepped into Cody, who matched the motion, bringing the two brothers nose to nose.

  “She ain’t never done this when I flew solo.”

  “Probably because you had her tied to the bed and she couldn’t reach the gun.”

  “She stayed because she wanted to stay,” Cody growled. “You’re the one screwing up my good time.”

  “Me?”

  “You what?” Amanda gasped. Neither brother appeared to hear her, too involved in their own growing argument to be concerned about a naked woman with a gun.

  “Yes, you. Always reading those stupid-ass books about plant propagation. Here’s a tip. Try reading one about humans. Maybe then you’d get a better reception from the fairer sex.”

  “That’s it.” Jace managed to bump Cody back nearly three inches when he banged his chest into his younger brother. “I’m going to kick your ass.”

  “Like I’m afraid of a man who reads The Secret Garden. Next time, check out her secret garden. Then you would know what to do with the equipment instead of just—”

  Whatever Cody intended to say got lost in the fist Jace planted right into Cody’s jaw. Amanda couldn’t believe her eyes as the two of them started to exchange blows. Damnit, she was the one who had been wronged. She was the one who was pissed. If anybody was going to kick anybody’s ass, it would be her kicking their butts right out the door.

  When they crashed into her nightstand and sent her lamp shattering to the floor, Amanda about snapped. She’d had enough of this stupidity. Aiming her gun straight up, she pulled the trigger.

  The loud bang got their attention. As plaster dust and sulfur filled the air, the brothers broke apart. Jace looked at her half amazed and half concerned. Cody, on the other hand, just looked pissed, and he still had that damn hard-on.

  “Damnit, Amanda!” Cody snapped. “Why you got to start acting crazy?”

  “Me? Me? I’m not the jackass standing there naked with a woody while some woman holds a gun on me.”

  Cody looked down at his body as if only now realizing what his wayward cock had done. When he looked up, Amanda took another step back. She knew that look.

  “Put the gun down.”

  “Cody.” Jace apparently recognized something too, because he sounded a little concerned.

  Not like Cody listened to anybody. “Put it down now and I’ll only punish you a little.”

  Amanda must be just as crazy as him for those words to have any kind of effect other than disgust. Damn if she would give in to those twisted desires. This was the problem with Cody Reese. He perverted her.

  “Let me make this real clear, Cody. Get your pants on and get out of my house, or the next time I pull this trigger Mr. Happy Hard-On goes bye-bye.”

  “If you don’t put that gun down this instant, I’m going to tan your ass so red, tomatoes will be jealous.”

  “Cody,” Jace growled out a warning, but neither Cody nor Amanda paid any attention.

  “I mean it, Cody.” Amanda stepped back.

  “So do I.” Cody prowled forward.

  Damnit! She couldn’t do it. As much as she wanted to shoot Cody just to teach him a lesson, she couldn’t pull the stupid trigger.

  “God, I hate you!”

  With that, she slapped the damn gun down on the dresser and turned to slam into the bathroom before either brother could react.

  * * * *

  Cody stared at the closed bathroom door in shock. Amanda could not actually think she could pull a gun on him and just walk away. Crazy little vixen.

  Damn, but she turned him on. Since Amanda was the one to wake him out of Cody’s much-needed sleep to play out this little drama with her and Jace, it only seemed fitting she paid him for his pain. He put up with the damn crazy show. Now it was time for Amanda to give Cody his due.

  With that in mind, Cody started after her. He forgot about his brother, Mr. Sensitive. Jace’s arm banged into his chest as his brother moved to block his path.

  “What do you think you are doing?”

  “Making good on my promise. Now get out of my way.” Cody shoved Jace’s arm back, but his older brother just latched his hand onto Cody’s arm.

  “What are you going to do?” Jace yanked Cody around to meet his gaze. “Spank her?”

  “The woman pulled a gun on me.”

  “On us,” Jace corrected. “And I’d think even you would have the sense to realize that meant something was really wrong here.”

  “Yeah, she’s lost all sense.” Cody could agree up to there. “Now I’m going to go help her find it, if you don’t mind.”

  Jace’s finger dug in when Cody tried to shake him loose. “Damnit, Cody. Think with something other than your dick for once. The woman is obviously hurting and in no mood—”

  “Hurting? I would’ve thought a brainiac such as yourself could tell the difference between anger and pain.”

  “Amanda’s angry because she’s in pain.”

  “Sure, Dr. Phil, whatever you say,” Cody sneered, not interested in his brother’s lecturing. “I got the cure for both of those problems right here.”

  “She’s right. You are a jackass.”

  “I didn’t have any problems with Amanda until you came along,” Cody delighted in pointing out. “So if anybody’s hurting her, must be you.”

  He must have hit a sweet spot, because Jace released him. Actually, he shoved Cody. “Let’s get one thing real clear, little brother. I’m going to go in there and fix this problem. You’re going to stay out here and try to find the common sense you seem to have lost.”

  Cody growled, his muscles tightening with the need to lash out. Arrogant fucking bastard. He was going to go in there and soothe Amanda? Yeah right. Who the hell did Jace think he was? He had, what, one afternoon spent in a garden with her and a night of passion? That entitled Jace to know how to handle Amanda?

  Cody had two weeks, two solid weeks
of building a…friendship. God, he hated that word. He knew Amanda. He was the one she was closer to, and if anybody was going to go in there and soothe over her hurt feelings, it would be him.

  “I don’t think so, Jace. This is my problem and I’ll fix it.”

  “God, get over yourself, Cody. This is our problem. We both made it.”

  “And you think you know Amanda well enough to go in there and handle her better than I could?”

  “I know going in there and spanking her wouldn’t help anything.”

  “Get off it.” Cody about had enough of Jace’s attitude. “Amanda loves the way I treat her.”

  “Does she? Or is it you just overwhelm her with passion?”

  “What’s wrong with overwhelming passion?”

  Jace cocked his head in that smart, smug way of his. “What about when you’re not around?”

  “What?”

  “What do you think Amanda feels after you’re gone? Do you think she daydreams of your domination?” Jace sneered. “Or has it ever occurred to you she might, just might, cringe at the memories?”

  Cody stared at Jace, wondering just where the hell his brother got off. “Cringe? I don’t think so.”

  “You’re probably right. I mean, what woman doesn’t like to be treated like a piece of meat?”

  “I don’t treat her like a piece of meat,” Cody growled.

  “Really? Then why’d she pull a gun on you?”

  “Because you’re here.” As if Cody had to waste breath stating the obvious. “Which just goes to show I should be the one to go in there.”

  “Or maybe it just proves she doesn’t trust you very much.”

  Hearing his fear spat at him, Cody pulled back. A primitive urge to deny Jace’s accusation and then beat the hell out of him for making it filled Cody. His conscience wouldn’t let him. Not because he’d feel bad for hitting his brother. Just the opposite. Taking the time to indulge his urge would mean leaving Amanda alone and hurt in the bathroom.