She popped up and stretched. Today she was going to prepare for having two men fuck her. She climbed into her panties and jeans, then rummaged through dresser drawers until she found a shirt of hers left there last time she dropped by. She shrugged into it. Noises came from downstairs when she opened the bedroom door. No way did she feel like facing Buck and Jewel Carmody this early in the morning. She took a few tentative stairs and listened. Apparently everyone was in the kitchen.
Jewel spoke to Bolt in a disapproving tone. “You should have told me Hannah was coming over and staying the night.”
Buck’s voice had a barely disguised tone of distaste to it. “Jessica was such good company at dinner. She’d make a good cowboy’s wife. Lives right here, loves our ranch as much as her father’s. Pretty gal, too. What happened to her after Hannah arrived?”
“Uh, the three of us had a nice visit in the barn. We talked until late and she told me to say her thanks and goodbyes.” Bolt hesitated then spoke up again, “She may be coming for dinner again tonight.”
Hannah pulled her hair into a ponytail. So Bolt’s father agreed with his mother on one point, Hannah was not for their son. She strode right into the fray and managed a straight face and innocent look. “Yes, Jessica, Bolt, and I had a good time together. I’m glad she was here.” She reached for some toast and sat at the table to butter it.
“I’m surprised you’re up so early. Have to get to work today?” Buck said.
“Usually, I would, but Dad’s closed shop while he’s away.”
“He closed the bank?” Jewel poured everyone coffee.
“No.” Hannah managed to hold her tongue and not say, of course not, you moron. “The bank is only one small part of Janes Enterprises. I don’t work there. I work in a very specialized department that can’t function without him or me if I’m heading up a study or something. Right now things are slow until he gets New York all set up. Then, I may be super busy if he returns with a contract.”
“Oh. Do you want some eggs or bacon or pancakes?” Jewel obviously didn’t understand the business world.
“Thanks, Jewel, but I’m going to eat this toast and run. I have some things to take care of in town.” And out at the mine, she didn’t add.
Buck ignored her for the rest of the meal and monopolized Bolt so he couldn’t talk to her either. Jewel tried a few roads of discourse, but they were acres apart in interests. Hannah had no aptitude for cooking or baking or fashion for that matter and technical subjects were beyond Bolt’s stepmother. Hannah soon kissed Bolt goodbye and left feeling very lucky her father never remarried after her mother died.
Chapter Eleven
After the long drive back from the ranch to San Francisco, Hannah had a half hour to kill before the adult toy store opened. She used the time to call her father. Luckily, his meeting had just broken for lunch and she used up fifteen minutes of her wait time talking to him about business. She cleaned out her car next, and by the time she’d taken water bottles to a recycle bin and trash to a dumpster, the store had opened. She took in a deep breath and went inside.
With her eyes on her feet, she bypassed the rows of male-member dildos, rounded the corner, and came face to face with the butt plugs. Her cheeks heated when a male store clerk approached and asked if he could help her.
“No thanks, I’m just looking.” An inner groan made her close her eyes as the guy walked away. Just looking? How creepy must she have sounded?
Hannah squared her shoulders and picked up one object after another. She had no clue how to assess which one would fit comfortably and still do the job. The thought of asking the guy store clerk was too weird and asking one of the female clerks for help did not seem much better. She imagined how the conversation would go. “Did you ever wear one of these? Did it hurt? Was it better when you got ass fucked after wearing it than it would have been if you hadn’t stretched your orifice first?” Ugh, she could not do it.
She stepped back and took a furtive survey of her surroundings. No one was anywhere near her. She bit her lip and hefted a few more. Making decisions had never been easy for her, but it was ridiculous to take this long. If she didn’t like her choice, she could always come back and buy a different one. It wasn’t like buying a house or a car. Finally she picked out two, a small one to start her off and then one with a bit more girth. Neither was as wide as an actual cock, but if she could tolerate both of these, she’d come back for a bigger one—or not.
Satisfied with her choices, she checked out and drove home thinking to sleep for another hour. Once in the house, she consulted with the staff. This had been her job since she was ten. The housekeeper was responsible for the way the house was run, but the woman needed to know what the family plans were before she could set things in motion. Hannah informed the staff that their routine duties would be all that was needed until her father returned. For today, she asked that a meal be left in the refrigerator for her since she didn’t know what time she’d be home. A text from Melia came in on her phone and she wrote back a curt answer. Busy today.
The only plan she had was to go to the mine and tell Slim she didn’t appreciate his interfering in her sex life. He had almost caused her to participate in a ménage she didn’t want. She also wanted to tell him Bolt was coming to the mine when he left the ranch.
She undressed and slipped under the covers. Sleep would not come. A thousand images of Jessica seducing Bolt flew into her head and wouldn’t leave. The hussy was returning to have dinner at the ranch again tonight. With Jewel and Buck promoting Jessica as the ideal wife for a cowboy, would Bolt begin to agree? Would he eventually succumb to her pretty pussy now he had seen it? He had admitted it felt good when Jessica’s pierced tongue slid along his cock. Would he resist it if she offered to blow him tonight? Would that delicious snatch of hers tempt Bolt to at least want to taste it? How strong would any red-blooded male be when confronted with the image of Jessica’s bleached asshole? Added to all this temptation, he must think his mother could be right about Hannah after she told him she’d been visiting with a ghost.
Hannah gave up the idea of sleeping.
The dildos in her shopping bag came to mind. She took out the small one and applied lotion to it. Leaning over the bed and spreading her legs wide, she tried to insert the thing. Her sphincter closed every time she touched the dildo to the orifice. Relax, relax. Was that Slim echoing in her ear? She concentrated on keeping her sphincter open.
Slim was there. She couldn’t see him, but she felt him spurring her on. And she heard his silent voice. “Take it, honey. You can take it. It’ll be good once you get it in you. Don’t fight it.” The dildo plunged inside her by a hand other than her own. She had to take several deep breaths to tolerate it at first, but it wasn’t all bad. She sat on a hard chair and it hurt a bit, but felt sexy, too. With her underpants on and a walk around the room, the dildo gradually felt less foreign.
She dressed in old jeans, ankle boots, and a sweatshirt with a tank under it. Slim was right, her nipples gave her away. They were distended to points pulling at her tee shirt. She was enjoying the dildo inside her.
After speaking to the housekeeper again, Hannah drove to the mine and parked as close to the entrance as the rock formations would allow. Her family owned the land, so she ignored all the warning signs and ropes to bar her way. She’d removed them yesterday and only had to watch out for jagged rocks today.
Slim awaited her at the mine entrance. He always anticipated her arrival and she imagined he was all the more anxious after helping her insert the dildo up her ass. He led her to his lair and sat her on the couch, ignoring her protests. With his arm around her, he asked if she wanted a drink.
“I have my own water.”
He smirked. “Do you think I’d drug you?”
“It’s always a possibility. I’m very careful about what I put in my mouth.” Her face heated immediately when she realized what she’d said.
He circled her lips with a finger. “Are you, now?”
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“Stop it.” She pushed him away and went to her chair and settled in. The sensation of this cloud-soft chair always amazed her. It didn’t push on the butt-plug as a normal chair would have.
Slim continued to smirk. “So how does it feel? Do you like it as much as Hannah Brown did?”
All set to berate him, Hannah burst into laughter instead. “Are you certain you’re not the devil?”
“Of that I am certain. Other things, not so much. You’re gonna yell at me for causing you to push Bolt into that barn with his sexy neighbor, aren’t you?”
“I had intended to, but you can’t help trying to get what you want any more than I can.” She sank lower into the cloud chair and closed her eyes. “I didn’t sleep much last night and a ranch starts its day waaay too early.”
“I thought you were mad at me and might not come back. What changed your mind?”
“Exactly what you knew would happen. Once I began thinking of a three-way, but with you instead of Jessica, I couldn’t stop wanting it.”
“And what are we going to do about it? Have you told Bolt about coming to the mine or about me?”
“I told him and he thinks I’m nuts. However, he is coming to meet you as soon as he gets home from the ranch.”
“That’s great and once he sees I’m real-ish, he’ll do anything you ask. He’s so much like Brady, he could be related. He’s tough and strong except when it comes to you. Yet, he’s a mortal man and Jessica is a babe who also knows how to get what she wants. And sweetheart, she wants your guy.”
“She can want and wish all over the place and it will get her nowhere.”
“He’s a man and he’s seen how delicious she is and knows what she can do with her tongue on his cock. She’ll be with him tonight and I’m guessing every night he’s at the ranch. How much self-control can any man have faced with a wanton female determined to get him to fuck her?”
“If you knew Bolt, you wouldn’t have that smarmy look on your face. He would never cheat on me, never.”
“Wow. You are kidding yourself. You practically gave him the okay to do whatever would make him happy.” Slim stood and circled the couch. “Do you recall what you said?” He stroked his chin, ran a hand through his lush brown hair, then with hands on the couch back leaned his weight on it and recited her words back to her. “I don’t want to stifle your human urges. Jessica’s here. I’m here. Why not? Who’s it hurting?” He stared at Hannah as if waiting for a response. Getting nothing from her, he continued, “Is that not word for word what you told him last night?”
“I guess so, but I said it only because you had control of my mind. You used me for your own ends, the same way you did that first time we met. I couldn’t figure out what had taken hold of me until Bolt told me I’d called for Brady. You did something to me that sent me to practically rape Bolt.”
“I did nothing to you but stimulate your libido with the power of suggestion. All the lust that you exhibited since then has been pent up inside you all the time.”
“Last night, before I came to my senses, a three-way was going to be my gift to Bolt. He’s been with only me since he was seventeen and I thought he deserved a reward for all that fidelity.”
“So I am right. A part of you wanted to watch Bolt fuck Jessica.” He gave her a sheepish grin. “I admit I egged you on a little.”
“So, it wasn’t my mind that told him no one would be hurt by his getting it on with Jessica. It was mostly yours.”
“Ah, but he knows nothing about me and what I can do. I would surmise he took you at your word.”
Hannah hopped off her chair and paced away from him, arms crossed and brow furrowed. “You are infuriating. You cannot manipulate me into doubting Bolt. You would have no qualms about fucking Jessica any time, any place because but you don’t love me the way Bolt does.”
He rushed her and took her in his arms. “You are mistaken there, darlin’. My love for you goes back centuries. It is every bit as potent as his and a good deal more mystical.” His lips slowly descended on hers and she didn’t pull away.
“Dammit you are the devil,” she murmured when he released her. “When I’m with you I can think of nothing but sex.”
“Yet, you keep denying me access to your body except for a kiss now and then. When are you going to give in to what we both want?”
“Only after Bolt comes here with me.”
“And what you were setting in motion with Jessica was a preliminary to the ménage you want with me and Bolt. Admit it.”
Hannah put her head on Slim’s chest and muttered into his shirt, trying to hide her shameless behavior. “I was thinking of the future and planning for bringing him here.”
Slim kissed the top of her head. “You are a minx. I’d hate to challenge you to a game of chess. You’d break all the rules.”
“I like to win and I like having my own way. I’ve brought up my father more than he’s raised me and that independence has made me devious and a bit intractable.”
“I can see that. It’s something you have in common with Hannah Brown. She was always in control.”
“So, what’s the story for today?” She moved out of his arms.
“When does Bolt return from the ranch? I can think of nothing but having you. How much longer must I wait?” He stood over her, making her crane her neck to look at him.
“Less than a week from now.”
He ran his hands up and down her arms. He fumbled at the crotch of her jeans. “It was much easier when women wore dresses.”
“Slim, you have to wait.”
“I know.” He undid her zipper and fondled her through her thin panties, finally slipping his hand under the elastic. “Your pussy has no hair.”
“I’ve been removing it since Bolt and I began fucking. What are you doing?”
“Now, that’s a stupid question from such a smart woman.”
“Stop—uh stop….” Her legs were like rubber and Slim held her up with his body as his fingers played inside her. The combination of his fingering her and the pressure of the dildo made her climax quickly.”
“Dammit, I hardly got started. You are a lot like your ancestor.” He removed his hand and went to the bar.
She zipped up and joined him there. “I couldn’t help it. Don’t forget about the butt plug you helped me insert this morning. It alone makes me wet.”
“Damn, I didn’t need that image to make me even hotter.” He poured a beer from the tap and a shot from the whisky bottle, then downed them both. He poured another beer, then came to the front of the bar and sat on a stool.
Hannah undid his pants and knelt as she took his cock out and caressed it. She had meant to give him a hand job, but licked around the head of his cock first.
“Wait. Take off that bulky shirt.”
She stripped off the sweatshirt, but left the tank on and knelt before him again. He slipped his hands inside the shirt to play with her nipples as she sucked him. It didn’t take much effort on her part. He was stiff and ready. She swallowed some of his stuff and used a napkin from the bar to wipe the rest. He stood and scooped her up and carried her to his lap on the couch.
“That wasn’t nearly enough for me, you know.”
“Nor for me, either. I’ll get Bolt here as soon as I can. I want both of you inside me.” They held each other in silence for several seconds.
Slim raised her chin with a finger and kissed the tip of her nose. “Do you want more stories of your ancestors or was that a ruse to keep seeing me?”
“I am insatiable about all manner of things and my family genealogy is one of them. Of course it wasn’t an excuse to see you. I want to tap into all your knowledge. I want Gus’s and Sam’s stories and more about Joel and Josie. Mostly, I want to know your story. Who are you, really and why are you stuck here in this mine?”
He placed his head on the top of hers. “I suppose I owe you my story. I’m simply afraid I’ll lose you once you know what I did to earn eternal unrest.”
“Is this your punishment? Are you condemned to this mine forever or is there a way out, a way to atone?”
“Believe it or not, I don’t know the answer. The powers that be have danced around my questions. They give me vague, enigmatic answers which intimate I have a path to salvation, but I’ve yet to figure out what it is.”
“Maybe together we can figure it out one day, but not just yet,” Slim whispered.
“You don’t trust me?”
“I don’t want to lose you.”
Slim couldn’t keep his hands from the nipples showing prominently through the skimpy tank top. Hannah wriggled off his lap and retrieved her sweatshirt. “I’d better keep this on before we get carried away again.” She settled in her cloud chair. Slim stayed on the couch.
“I can wrap up the stories of Joel and Josie quickly. Joel is such a hated figure to me, I detest talking about him and what he did to his sweet wife.”
“What did Hannah think of her son?” Hannah leaned forward, elbows on knees. “Did she never learn he was not a good person? Stories about his escapades must have come back to her.”
“Joel was the center of Hannah’s universe. She excused his questionable antics as merely being a boy. For a while she was distracted by being pregnant with Trey and then going away for his birth.
“Joel was only a toddler when his mother left him, but he never forgot that this baby, Trey, took his mother away for a long time. Wade was busy with ranching and had no idea what to do with the boy while Hannah was gone. From stories I’ve heard, Joel took his anger and what he perceived as rejection out on animals and birds at the ranch.” Slim hesitated.
“Go on, I never knew the man so don’t think you’re insulting me by speaking the truth about Joel’s twisted personality.”
“Okay. You are the strangest woman. Let’s see, where was I? Oh, Hannah and Brady and his wife were in New York. When they came back, Brady was so enthralled with his son, he completely ignored Joel. Before Trey came, Brady had spent a lot of time with him and even more time with Princess. Princess hardly noticed the slight because she had a boyfriend, and, too, she was enthralled with the baby. She became a second nanny to Trey and throughout their lives, they remained close friends. Another blow to Joel. In his mind his sister owed him more attention than this intruder.”
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