The Divine Creek Ranch Collection Volume 3

by Heather Rainier

  She was reading an erotic novel if the cover featuring one woman and two men was any indicator. So they were on her mind as well. Good to know. Maybe she’d share a bedtime story with them tonight.

  He was horny, but he wanted her to know she was special to them, to him. The memory of the desolate look on her face at Morgan’s funeral came to mind, and he felt very protective of her. He wanted her to never experience that sort of devastation again. Even though pain was a part of life, he still wanted to protect her from it.

  Though he’d been attracted to her when Kendall introduced him and Richard to her, Boone had always considered her OPP when Morgan had been alive. He’d even acknowledged the place he knew she held in Kendall’s heart and had still considered her “other people’s property” after Morgan’s death. Loving her had never been an option, so he’d ignored the attraction.

  He had a feeling that making love with her would be off the charts hot, but it was about more than sex. It was their fantasy coming true, and in a way it scared him.

  She was the best-case scenario Jack had talked to them about when they’d asked with curiosity two years before about his relationship with Grace, Ethan, and Adam. Maya was fun-loving, open-minded, and sexy as hell. In short, she was perfect for them.

  She didn’t seem put off at all by his tendency toward physical possessiveness and dominance. It had been impossible to mistake the sparkle of interest in her eyes when he’d threatened a spanking if she misbehaved. He was willing to bet she loved erotic spanking, and he couldn’t wait to find out.

  Silently, Boone made his way down the creek bank, jumping silently from rock to tree root, stripping off his sweaty T-shirt and the rest of his clothing. He wondered how she would react and grinned. He gritted his teeth as he slipped quietly into the cold, clear water and submerged beneath its surface.

  He rounded the rock and could see her shapely calf swirling in the water. Minnows darted around her foot, appearing to kiss and tickle her toes. He gently wrapped his hand around her ankle and heard her high-pitched squeal even under the water. She didn’t jerk away as he surfaced in front of her, and he smiled at the sight of her. She was up on her elbows and her breasts were heaving because he’d startled her, but there was a spark of merriment in her eyes.

  She blessed him with a luminescent smile a moment before she planted her other foot on his shoulder and pushed him back into the water. He laughed for a second before he went under, not so much from the force of her push but because he was as much in the mood to play as she was.

  She laughed as he surfaced and then became serious as her blue gaze wandered down his torso. Where he stood on a rock, he was only waist-deep. A faint blush came to her cheeks as she looked at his cock, which was only barely submerged in the water. If she kept staring, his cock was going to keep swelling until it made an appearance above water as well.

  She laid her book by her towel and sat up. “The cold water doesn’t seem to bother you much.”

  “Not when what I’m looking at makes me this hot, Maya,” he replied as he stepped closer to her.

  A fish swirled around his ankle as he stood in the cold water. She parted her thighs and watched him as he took advantage of the move and drew closer still. He could see her pulse pounding at the base of her throat, and his dick twitched when she licked her lips as she looked him up and down again. Her hands moved from where they rested on her thighs, and he wondered if she was considering putting them on his cock. He sincerely hoped so. Her breasts filled the transparent lace bra to perfection, and he had every intention of playing with them before he left this rock.

  “H–How was your day?”

  “Long, hot, and sweaty. How was yours?”

  “Positively decadent.” Maya skimmed a fingertip over his tattooed bicep and traced the marking around his shoulder and said, “Turn, I want to see all of it. Oh, Boone.” Her voice was an expressive whisper as he turned so she could see his back.

  He’d added to the original red-and-black tribal art on his bicep so that it now encompassed one complete shoulder and crossed the top of his back. Her fingertip descended his spine as she traced the twined red-and-black fiery dragons, done in the same tribal motif, whose tails ended at his lower back. His cock surged as her fingertip traced all the way down.

  “Did it take a long time?” she asked as he turned back to her and drew close enough to place a kiss on the upper swell of her breast, right above the lace she wore.

  “Yes. Several trips.” He switched to the other side and was gratified by the shakiness of her breathing.

  “I wish I could’ve watched.”

  “Next time I’ll take you with me.” He traced the tip of his tongue through her cleavage.

  “Do you like my new bra?”

  A leisurely smile crossed Boone’s lips and he murmured, “I was just admiring it. It looks beautiful on you.”

  “It has a matching G-string.”

  Hot fucking damn! Dreams do come true. “Any chance I might have the opportunity to peel said G-string off of you?” Please let her be wearing it beneath these cutoffs.

  Her breath caught in her throat, and she bit her lip before smiling. Her only response was a nod. With dripping hands he pulled her to him, gripping the back of her head in one hand as he slid the other up her thigh to grip her hip. She fit his hands perfectly, everywhere.

  He kissed her hungrily and savored her taste, thrusting his tongue between her lips and enjoying the feel of her silken mouth. He groaned when her smooth fingertips slip around his bone-hard dick.

  He fumbled with the fly and zipper of her cutoffs, and she leaned back a little to give him greater access. He jerked the faded denims down her hips and legs and laid them aside as he hungrily took in the sight of her. Her quiet moan had his dick bobbing impatiently and seeping pre-cum. He couldn’t wait to have his mouth filled with her pussy, to taste her cream.

  Her gaze never left his face as he touched the patch of transparent lace over her mound. Her scent rose to him in the balmy air, and he hazarded a guess she was very wet.

  “Very pretty, Maya. You look good in lace.”

  Her only response was a little high-pitched exhalation as his fingers slid over the narrow elastic string that ran over her hips.

  “And what’s this? A lovely bit of body art.” He traced a fingertip over the delicately inked tattoo at her left hip. The duo of roses was deep red and intricately detailed, one fully opened and the other a tightly closed bud. Their stems crossed at her hip so it would appear they were held there by her waistband.

  “I want to add to it someday.”

  “What would you add?”

  Her breath stuttered a little when he stroked it with a light tickling touch.

  “I think I’d add a colored ribbon and have the artist ink something special on it. Maybe a phrase. I haven’t decided yet.”

  Gently, he hooked his finger beneath the lace and growled at the feel of her silky skin. Maya waxed her pussy. Boone couldn’t believe his good fortune. A small, soft thatch of curls grew in a narrow strip above her slit, which was his true destination. Her head fell back as his finger slipped fluidly between her drenched lips.

  “Oh, Boone.”

  Her husky whisper set his blood to boiling as he slid his finger up and down her slit, the sounds of moist flesh parting audible even over the merrily gurgling creek. She lifted a thigh and gave him greater access to her wet pussy, and he took full advantage.

  He caught the elastic of the G-string with his fingers and pulled it from her, revealing her blonde curls and the slick, glistening evidence of her arousal to him. She was dripping with her juices and looked like the right touch would make her come on the spot. Lucky for him he was the one doing the honors. He couldn’t wait to hear what she sounded like.

  Mindful of the rough surface she sat on, Boone reached for her towel. “If I’m going eat this sweet little pussy, I want you comfortable while I’m doing it.” He spread the towel on the rock and patted it for he
r to move onto it.

  He helped her get situated, aware of the way she now panted. She leaned back on her elbows and watched him as he slid a hand up her torso and carefully tucked the lace of her bra beneath her breasts so he could reach her turgid little nipples. A strident moan escaped her lips as he pinched them and tugged before rolling each between his fingers.

  The whole time his lips were mere inches from her creaming cunt. She surprised him when she slid one hand down her torso and spread her lips for him, revealing the damp, pink delicacy between them. Her fingertip slipped downward and lifted the hood over her clitoris, exposing the small, engorged jewel to him.

  “Good girl.” His words had a visible effect on her. With her spread like that, he could clearly see her pussy clenching and convulsing with need.

  He lightly slid the tip of his tongue straight up the center of her wet flesh from bottom to clit, and her body tensed as if she were a bowstring. He paused and watched as her breathing became erratic, and she moaned in anticipation.

  He repeated the motion with relish as her back arched and her vocal response echoed at a higher pitch. He lingered slightly in the stroke over her engorged clit, and her pussy convulsed. The waves of her orgasm rushed over her, and he felt each pulsation on his tongue as he slid it into her cunt then upward to her clit.

  Her ecstatic cry was like music to his ears. He went deeper and suctioned the flesh between his lips and flicked her clit mercilessly, enjoying her scream as she came again. Her juices dripped from her pussy, and he licked her thoroughly as he listened to her recover. Every little hitching sob and sigh was gratification itself.

  Chapter Ten

  Pleasure vibrated through Maya’s throbbing pussy as she caught her breath. Her heart pounded, and she quivered as he continued to lick and stroke her.

  Raising her head from where it hung back, she looked down at him, poised between her thighs. Where did they go from here? He must’ve seen the questions in her eyes because he spoke up before she could even form a query in her mind.

  “Don’t worry, Maya. The guys and I have talked about this. There’s no pressure on you to reciprocate right now. We wanted this all to happen naturally, at its own pace.” He backed up his statement with a sexy smile and another long, leisurely lick straight up her center.

  “O–Oh! I thought maybe you would all expect to be together the first time we did anything like this.” He grinned when her breath came in staccato pants of pleasure. Boone had excellent oral skills.

  “We were open to however it came about. It just so happens I’m a pushy bastard and got to the head of the line today. Kendall and Richard will not be upset with you for allowing this. They’re both waiting for their chance.” He stroked her pussy one last time with his fingertips in a caring gesture and helped her to sit back up.

  “What about you, Boone? You have to be aching by now.”

  “Maya, I want you so badly it’s painful, but I understand if you need to slow down.”

  She was grateful he’d backed off a little but wasn’t prepared to let him get away just yet. It deepened her feelings for him that he was trying to think with his big brain right now instead of going for what she’d offered and his cock clearly craved.

  “For a rough-and-ready cowboy, you’ve got a gentle streak about a mile wide.”

  “Don’t let that get out, or I’ll never live it down.”

  “Don’t worry, Mister Dominant. Your secret is safe with me.” She released the clasp on her bra and laid it aside with the G-string, popped off the rock shelf and into the water beside him.

  Her wet flesh slithered against his as he held her to him, and she said, “Why don’t you sit on the edge and let me take care of this great, big monster of yours?”

  “Why thank you, baby,” he replied with a chuckle as he backed to the rock ledge and lifted himself so his ass was perched on the edge. His thighs were rock hard and covered in dark curly hair. She bit her lip in admiration at the way his cock stood up straight and proud from a nest of dark hair as he positioned his hands behind him and leaned back slightly.

  He smiled sexily at her, and she loved that he put it all out there for her, giving her easy access to everything. She stroked his thighs and made a yummy noise as she licked along his hard, hot length. His approving growl made her bold, and part of her wanted to climb up on his lap and slide right down onto his gorgeous cock.

  “So what have you been reading?” Boone lifted her book from the rock. She’d purchased it that morning at Discretion when she’d bought the bra and G-string. She lightly tongued his balls as he groaned and commented, “Siren Enslaved: Texas Sirens 3 by Sophie Oak. Look at this cover. My, my. Two men and one woman. Someone has been fantasizing.”

  She paused in her attention to his balls only long enough to whisper, “Only constantly. The three of you are a fantasy come to life.”

  “Well, thank you, baby. The feeling is mutual,” he said with a groan as he flexed his hips toward her.

  She lifted his cock and flicked her tongue around the crown. He was hard as a rock but silky against her tongue and salty as she licked his pre-cum. She hummed happily as she sucked him down, and he groaned like a man in pain.

  “Fuck, yes.”

  She settled her forearms on either side of his muscular thighs and worked on slowly sending him into orbit.

  She loved the taste of his cock and the manly, earthy smell of him. His roughened hands roamed over her shoulders, her back, and into her hair, moving it aside to watch as she took his cock to the back of her throat.

  “Do you have any idea how sexy you are, baby? You’re breathtaking with your lips around my cock. You do that very well.”

  “Mmm.” All she cared about at the moment was making him feel good and hearing him howl.

  She stroked his balls while she made love to his cock and listened as the sounds of his tension building higher and higher. She loved the way his grasp tightened as he drew closer to orgasm.

  He jerked in her mouth, and she latched on to his ass and sucked for all she was worth. A roar of ecstasy erupted from him, and his cum streamed into her throat in powerful jets. She swallowed as he thrust against her with a final panting growl. He released her hair and stroked her scalp where his hand had been fisted tightly.

  “Damn, baby,” he murmured as he lay back flat on the towel.

  “Good?” she asked as she lifted herself onto the rock and knelt beside him.

  “My girl’s got some skills.”

  Maya snickered and stood, looking down at him brazenly and said, “Honey, you ain’t seen nothin’ yet. Are Kendall and Richard waiting for us?”

  “By now, probably so.”

  She turned to pick up her lingerie, purposely giving him a peek of her ass and said, “Well, I want more than a quick, hard fuck for our first time, Boone, so we’d better skedaddle.”

  She squealed when he squeezed her ass cheek while she put her bra back on. Boone helped her back into her cutoffs and her black T-shirt, and then she grabbed her towel and book, took a sip from her water bottle, and leaped to the bank with him hot on her heels.

  After dressing and putting on boots, they both looked up as Richard approached the creek bank, and she glanced at Boone. He took her things from her and gave her a hand up the steep bank as Richard reached to steady her. Feeling happier than she had in over a year, Maya jumped into his arms and rained kisses on his face while Richard stood there holding her and chuckling.

  “What’s gotten into Maya?” he asked as Boone joined them.

  “I’m just so happy,” she replied as she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. When his hands gripped her ass, she wrapped her legs around his waist as well.

  “Were you having some fun?”

  “I’ll say!” She giggled and gave him a tender kiss on the lips. His grasp was gentle and secure as he held her. She looked into his eyes, searching for a trace of dissatisfaction or jealousy, but she saw no evidence he was anything but pleased to see th
em both.

  “Your cheeks are rosy. You been playing with Boone?”

  “Yes. Is that all right with you?”

  He started walking back to the homesite, carrying her as he replied, “If it made you happy, of course I’m all right with it. Hope I get my chance soon.”

  Maya looked into his pale eyes and nodded enthusiastically. “I promise you will.” She laid her head against his thick, strong shoulder and sighed happily. Her pussy still tingled and quivered from Boone’s attention, and being held like this was getting her warmed up again.

  Honestly, she couldn’t wait to be intimate with him. Every time she was near him she wanted to wrap herself around him. Richard’s denim work shirt was sweaty, and when she kissed him her lips tasted faintly salty afterward. She glanced at Boone to find him watching her with something akin to approval on his face. He winked at her, and her heart lurched in her chest. Everywhere she looked, she found love and acceptance.

  “Jack called Kendall and told him about what happened today at the shop,” Richard murmured, brushing his lips against her shoulder and making her pulse speed up. “I don’t want you to worry about that, okay? We’re going to protect you.”

  “What happened?” Boone asked as he strode beside them.

  “Someone’s saying ugly things about the ladies, accusing them of immorality and stuff,” Richard replied. “They’ll get to the bottom of it. Jack called a few minutes ago to let us know they were doing something about it. He knew we’d be concerned.”

  “Good.”

  Boone stroked her forearm as she tightened her hold on Richard’s neck. She’d never doubted they would want to protect her, but it was nice to hear them say it.

  * * * *

  Maya wanted to cook supper for them that night, so Boone rode with Kendall back to the house and Richard drove her into town. At the grocery store she let him push the cart while she got what she needed. He made a point of being helpful, reaching for things on high shelves for her, but otherwise he maintained a respectful distance.