Branded

by Tilly Greene

  She was met with silence, which was weird. Molly had been quieter than normal lately, although she was sure Jon Black was the reason. Her friend seemed to like him. She couldn’t remember ever seeing Molly weak at the knees like she was with this particular man. Maybe she was finally ready to move on from the past. She hoped it was true, her friend deserved to find love.

  Twisting around, she bent down further and looked under her bent arm to see what was up.

  Instead of a small set of sneakers, she found a large pair of well-worn dusty boots. Her mouth dropped open, followed by her forehead dropping to the floor with a gust of air rushing out. Had she claimed to be a dirty girl who should be crawling around naked?

  Where her mind ultimately settled was no surprise—it was a naughty place.

  A pair of boots and a hint of jeans had her pussy throbbing and her ass subtly pushing higher in the air for attention. Mere hints of Matt backed up by the sound of his voice tempted her to strip down and throw herself at him. Neither he nor his brother had touched her since the first night on the couch. A kiss every night and a random ass pat, but nothing else.

  She was at the point of begging for their attention. Matt’s in particular, because his boots told her he was standing there. She was hungry for one of them to touch her, and he was handy.

  All she could think about was how his cock would press inside her heat with strength and purpose as he held onto her hips and fucked her to heaven. All of it and more was exactly what she wanted, only the words wouldn’t come out to make it happen.

  What was wrong with her?

  “I remember you being in a similar position when we were together in Osaka, only you were naked,” he murmured. “I’ve missed you, Sakura.” His words were accompanied by a hand stroking over her jean-covered backside before a finger traced along the seam to her pussy.

  Startled, she thrust her head and rear upward and bumped the table. Had it actually happened? Had he finally touched her intimately or was it all in her imagination? She rubbed her head and blushed. It was probably the latter because there had been few sexual touches. Kisses, yes—absolutely, there had been plenty of those—but nothing else.

  She tried her best to ignore the sweat dripping down her back as she backed out from under the table. Standing up, she used her forearm to wipe her forehead and turned to smile at him.

  Seeing Matt stole her breath. Even though she saw him every day, she wasn’t prepared for the gorgeously restrained cowboy hunk standing there. All he wore were jeans, t-shirt, boots, and a hat, and they were all filthy.

  Turned on, she couldn’t stop her eyes from tracing his body beneath the clothes.

  Long legs, one slightly bent, led to his groin which she tried to skate over, but not before she noticed the erection he sported. Without thinking about what she was doing, Sakura reached out and traced the length of the bulge between two fingers. The hard flesh was firm and twitched.

  Was that her panting? She wasn’t sure and didn’t care; he was letting her satisfy her needs.

  Touching him was dangerous. She circled a fingertip under his balls, then pulled her hands away and continued with her perusal. With hands on his hips, her gaze raked across his muscular chest and stopped on his pecs. She wanted to run her hands over those two firm mounds and rub her thumbs over the hard nipples poking out.

  Before she humiliated herself and actually drooled, Sakura moved on to take in his face. It was difficult to see beneath the shadow cast by the brim of his hat. The scruffy chin was interesting. She’d never seen him unshaved and dirty, but liked it and found him sexy as sin.

  Trying to regain her composure, she looked past his grin to Matt’s green eyes. She was sure he knew the trouble she was in and appeared to be enjoying her discomfort.

  “I won’t say a word,” he told her while he ran a finger across her lips.

  Confused and yet caught by his touch, she could only query, “What?”

  “About you sweating and crawling around naked,” he murmured and slipped his thumb between her lips.

  Having his bare flesh within her grasp was too much to take. Sakura opened her mouth further and sucked on the digit. The finger was hard and reminded her of when she’d last had his cock between her lips. After a few seductive, cheek hollowing sucks, she gentled her touch by curling her tongue around the stiff flesh.

  He stepped closer until her backside landed on the table. Matt moved between her legs until his prick rested between her breasts. With his thumb still in her mouth and a fierce look on his face, he whispered what was on his mind.

  “Right now I’m remembering how you sucked on my cock. Your lips were the brightest red and looked stunning surrounding my hard-on. Then you almost had me coming before I was ready. It was your gorgeous painted nipples. Oh fuck, those red tips have featured in many a masturbation session since I first laid eyes on them.”

  All it took was his words to bring her breasts to full alert and thrust out for attention. The moisture pooling in her slit threatened to spill and renewed the strength of her mouth sucking his flesh. She wanted all he’d given her during their one night together and what he’d dangled in front of her—his brother. She wanted each of them individually, and together.

  “Have you painted them since you’ve been on the Big W?” Reaching down, he strummed both thumbs over the hardened tips before pinching them and she groaned.

  She looked up at him and could do nothing other than give him the truth.

  “I did, a few weeks ago when we were running the tests between the handhelds and mainframe.” Sakura had a feeling her confession would get to him because she’d been sitting between the two brothers for a couple of hours and they hadn’t known what she had on beneath her shirt. They didn’t know about the other surprise, either, but hopefully they soon would.

  Forgetting about her own rules, she decided to go for an all-out seduction. Wrapping her legs around his, she leaned back on her elbows and prepared to take what she wanted.

  “Come here, lover.”

  With released hunger, he leaned down and kissed her breathlessly. This was what she wanted, and she lost herself in his possession. His tongue twirled and danced around hers at the same time his fingers pinched a nipple hard enough to make her throw her head back with a gasp.

  She fell back on the table and he followed her down.

  Each touch, every kiss they shared sent her spiraling swiftly into lust— nothing but getting off mattered.

  Matt squeezed her breast firmly while his other hand held her wrists stretched above her head. She took the first move as his showing how he was unable to control his need for her and used her legs to bring him even closer. The wrists were all about ensuring she couldn’t move away, not that she wanted to leave him.

  She wanted to reach down and unbutton his jeans, push them down, and grab hold of the hard cock poking her stomach. Then she’d stroke it until he broke down, pulled her own jeans off, and took her pussy. Finally, despite what happened between them in Japan, they’d actually fuck for the first time.

  Pretending to be a geisha for Matt had been a delightful experience, but had denied her actual intercourse, and she was starved for it.

  Pulling his lips from hers, he started to drop kisses down her neck. After biting her earlobe and tugging it, he moved down to the tender spot between her neck and shoulder. She wanted to laugh but could only moan and tried to pull her hands down again, only to be denied.

  The resistance teased her already shattered passion, and the throbbing in her pussy increased.

  His lips moved down her chest and the first button on her blouse was released. Excitement had her lifting her breasts up for his attention and the second button was set free. Any second now he’d discover earlier she’d taken off her bra. Normally she wouldn’t go without one, but being in the hot office for more than an hour had called for desperate measures.

  “Fucking fabulous, boobs spilling free,” he muttered as he moved her blouse aside and revealed a
bare breast. Matt leaned over and swirled his tongue around her nipple before he placed his teeth around the hard tip.

  Inhaling sharply, she waited for the sting of his bite, only it didn’t come.

  “Hey, I’m back and you’re not going to believe all the cool stuff I found in Bozeman. There was a cu-ute—oh, sorry, um, I’ll leave.” Molly was setting a stack of boxes on the table by their clasped hands when she noticed them. Sakura was ready to thank her friend for leaving them to get on with things with Matt, only he beat her to the punch.

  “No, don’t go, Molly. I came in for another handheld and got carried away with Sakura,” he said while laughing. He buttoned her shirt and helped her to sit up before going over to the stand holding the charging devices. After dropping the fiercest kiss on her lips she knew threw sparks, he walked to the door. She wanted to melt and yet couldn’t.

  “See you ladies at dinner tonight.” He grinned and waved goodbye.

  The door clicked and Sakura slumped against the wall. She wasn’t sure what had just happened, but her pussy was telling her exactly what she missed. She was sure he was seconds away from gifting her with his delicious cock, driving it in and out of her slick opening until she screamed with gratification. Oh, man, what she wouldn’t give for a chance to seduce him again.

  Rules or not, she wouldn’t have said no, that’s for sure.

  “I’m sorry, Saki. Oh, dear, you’re shaking,” her friend discovered as she wrapped her in a hug.

  “Matt got to me, bad. The minute he walked in here I was lost. Shoot, I forgot all about my own request to keep things out of the workplace. I’m the one who started it all. A quickie, at the most, was all I expected. Instead of a screaming orgasm, I was treated to the most intense five minutes and left hanging. I guess it’s my due for breaking my own request.” Her body screamed for satisfaction.

  Finally she accepted only those two men or her hand would ease her needs.

  “I should’ve taken longer,” Molly laughed lightly as she joined her friend on the table.

  “It wouldn’t have been nearly long enough.” Sakura snorted and sat up straight. “Don’t worry about it. When I finally get together with these guys, it’s going to be special and take days and days to ease our passion.”

  “Days and days? Do you think they have the stamina?”

  Sakura laughed. She put her hands on her knees, rubbing them up and down, trying desperately to ignore the need still controlling her body. There would be no gratification until the time was right, and apparently it hadn’t been between her and Matt. She wanted it to happen immediately, desperately, but it wasn’t meant to be.

  It had better be real soon or she was going to die unfulfilled.

  “Does this mean you’ve settled on being with them?”

  There was the big question, one or both? Actually, it was not much of a problem. She knew the answer before she’d left Japan and it was no different being at the Big W. If anything, it was more obvious she wanted both, but was what she felt love or lust?

  “Matt I knew and fell for long before he came to visit Nakamura Enterprises. And as for Ted, he is sweet, adorable in a rough and quiet kind of way. I’m pretty sure both, no, I know I want both of them. I need to figure out what I feel for them.”

  They sat in the heat, sweating and thinking. There was no way to know if she was in love, much less with two men. Something that big couldn’t be forced, it would happen when the heart was ready. However, it didn’t mean she and her friend wouldn’t endlessly dwell on the issue.

  “We’re going to need some water to get through today in the office.” Molly reached into one of her bags, pulled a couple bottles of water, and handed one to her.

  “You and Jon seem to be spending quite a bit of time together, alone. Do you like him?” Sakura gulped the water down and put the lid back on the bottle. There were other things going on around her she needed to pay attention to and, despite the moment of passion, she was ready to focus on the job at hand. Not necessarily ready, but close enough.

  “Yes,” Molly finally whispered. “He is a gentleman who makes me think everything is possible. If he crooked his finger and asked me to follow him, I would in a second.”

  “Well now, isn’t that interesting. We both got caught in the ropes of cowboys. They raise them well in Montana. Have you two kissed yet?”

  “Every night we go for a walk after dinner. He holds my hand as we watch the moon rise above the mountain range, and the stars burst out across the clear blue-black sky. It’s a beautiful moment, romantic even.”

  “Sounds lovely, what’s the problem?”

  “When we get back to the guest house, he pushes my hair gently off my face and kisses my forehead, then leaves. He never says anything during those walks or hints he wants more from me, but I want him and would give him everything if he only asked.”

  “It’s in the water.”

  “What?” The unexpected response pulled the other woman out of her lust filled stupor with a frown of confusion.

  “I get the sweet goodnight kiss as well,” Sakura confided.

  “Wait, you mean nothing happened after we left the first night?”

  “Nope, not much, and I’m dying for them to do something. One or both, I’m good to go. They’ve made me want them, and instead of taking what I’m offering they’re holding me in sensual limbo. I need them and they know it, but they’re giving nothing in return. Why don’t they take what we’re offering? It must be something in the water.”

  Jumping off the table, she turned to Molly and decided they’d had enough dwelling on hard questions.

  “Enough wallowing in what we want and don’t have. You get the clips? I’ll finish securing the wires, then we can get started on running the last test runs. The system is running smoothly, without any errors. It’s been easy thus far, but next is ramping up the tagging. It’s going to get seriously crazy. I don’t know about you, but I’m happy with how it’s going thus far.” Laughing, Sakura started rummaging through the bags until she found what she needed.

  “Who knew building the system from the ground up in a foreign country would go smoothly?” Molly told her as they got back to work. “I keep expecting a major issue to rear its ugly head, but nothing.”

  “We prepared for everything or almost anything. We’re that kind of good,” Sakura said as she crawled under the table and held her hand out for clips.

  “Fine. If we’re smart, how do we go about getting these guys to see us as the sex goddesses we are?”

  “We’ll start by finishing here then taking baths and scrubbing the sweat off us. I suggest tonight we dress with seduction in mind. We won’t take the easy route, either. No mini-skirts or tight blouses unbuttoned and flashing our fabulous cleavage.” She held her hand out for more clips. “We go classically elegant, show them what they’re missing out on. Let’s see how far we can get using our wiles.”

  “Good idea. For a couple weeks we’ve had dinner with them every night and more often than not, we’re wearing jeans and a t-shirt. If we aren’t making an effort, why should they?”

  “Come on, let’s finish here and seduce us some cowboys.”

  CHAPTER FIVE

  Like every other morning since arriving in Montana, Sakura woke up horny as heck. As had become her routine, she lay in bed ignoring her needs and instead went over the plans for that day, except something was different.

  Of course things were different, she was in a strange bed and different country, but there was something else.

  Slowly, she tuned into the smells and sounds coming from the kitchen as they wafted into her room. Sakura got out of bed and rushed through getting dressed.

  Last night after dinner no one had said anything about meeting at the guest house. If they had, she would’ve set the alarm to get up and make something for them to eat, not the other way around.

  Since the first day she woke on the ranch, she and Molly met the guys for breakfast at the main house, and discussed their pro
gress and plans for the day. She believed it was a good way to start the day, both professionally and personally. Not only did it give her a chance to see Matt and Ted, but they took the time to talk about the project, as well as other ranch work. They all discussed where they were on the timeline, good and bad things they’d encountered thus far, and the next steps to be taken.

  Sakura quickly pulled on her jeans, tucked in her shirt before buttoning and zipping them, then finally added a belt. Ranch work may be dirty, but it didn’t mean she couldn’t start out the day by looking nice. The last items she put on were her boots, which she adored. Scuffs and lines of wear were already starting to appear, but they meant a great deal to her because the Wilson brothers had gifted her with them.

  After she’d thanked them, Ted had quietly confided they’d chosen red because Matt had said the color reminded him of her painted nipples. Those few words had turned her on, but nothing else happened. Her sex life hadn’t been fed as well as her stomach had since coming to the Big W Ranch.

  The work was hard, physically and mentally, and satisfying as she and Molly were their own bosses.

  Despite what had happened in the barn office, it was all the same. Each night she’d been treated to gentle goodnight kisses and tender hugs from Matt and Ted before they left her at the door. It was sweet of them, although sweet was not how she’d expected them to handle their budding relationship. It wasn’t what she wanted, either.

  Every night since arriving, she’d lain alone in her bed and frustration grew even further out of control. She wished they’d make a move, either one of them, and give them all what they wanted.

  When they’d spoken on the first night she was sure she’d said her nights belonged to them. Why had they left her to sleep alone? Wake up alone? She wanted a man to take her badly, and she wanted the person to be them, or at least one of them. On the other hand, the project was going smoothly which meant she couldn’t complain.