by Jenny Penn
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Brick knew he should slow down, that he should hold back, but he didn’t have the sanity left to cling to that hope. Watching Tex love Janie had shredded every last bit of his self-control. The proof was in the tattered rags littering the floor. They’d once been clothes, his clothes, but they had been too hot, too confining. He wanted to feel Janie flesh to naked flesh, and the feeling was incredible.
Janie felt soft, velvety beneath him and hot, tight around him. Brick’s eyes all but rolled back in his head as he sank into her molten heat. It was heaven. Fucking himself deep into the pulsing clench of Janie’s sheath, Brick groaned, every nerve ending lighting up with a pleasure he’d never touched before. He’d never felt like this before. It was wonderful, and he couldn’t get enough.
Lost in the pure ecstasy of the moment, Brick gave himself over to the joy riding through him and pounded into Janie, delighting at her cries as her hips pumped in rhythm with his own. Together they rode each other in a frantic, hard pace toward the rapture blooming just out of reach. Then it was consuming him, tearing Brick’s soul straight from his body as he roared out with his release.
He could hear Janie match him with a scream as she convulsed beneath him, flushing a beautiful red as her thighs clenched around his waist with a strength that should have milked every last drop of seed out of his dick. That thought had him suddenly remembering that he hadn’t remembered the condom, but Brick didn’t care, just the opposite. The idea of getting Janie pregnant had his dick hardening in a renewed rush.
With a muttered grunt, Brick began to thrust anew, making Janie gasp as her eyes rounded with shock. Brick couldn’t stop, though. He was too far gone and lost to the glorious pleasure flooding through his veins once again then once again, even after he came a second time.
With no control left to cling to, Brick found himself at the mercy of his own lusts. They ran deep when it came to Janie, deeper than any well of want that he’d ever plundered before. He knew in that moment that this well would never run dry, that his need for Janie would never be truly quenched. That thought seared through him as he came once again with a writhing shout that drained the last bit of strength from his muscles.
Brick collapsed on top of Janie in a heavy, sweaty heap as she clung to him, her arms and legs quivering with endless tremors. Incoherent words fell from her lips as tears slipped down over her lashes, and Brick knew he should roll off and cuddle her close, holding her until the pleasure subsided into a warm, manageable tide of contentment, but he didn’t have the ability to move right then.
All he could do was huff and puff and pray that he hadn’t hurt her.
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Janie wasn’t feeling any pain, but she was exhausted beyond measure. She could have passed out right then and there if Brick hadn’t collapsed on her. He was heavy, and sweaty, but she didn’t have the breath or the will to complain. She didn’t have to. Tex was there to save her.
Appearing out of nowhere, he stepped up behind Brick and rolled the big man right off of Janie. She barely had a second to pull in a deep breath and no time to think about passing out before Tex latched onto her legs and flipped her over onto her stomach. That had Janie’s eyes widening in alarm. She couldn’t take any more but didn’t think Tex wanted to hear that truth.
He had his own truths to reveal and did so with action instead of words.
Janie’s breath caught as she felt him force her legs wide open, but his hands didn’t curl around the tops of her thighs or lift her hips up in preparation for his invasion. No, those rough-tipped fingers slid over the plush cheeks of her ass and split them apart, making her go still with a new kind of tension.
“Easy, honey,” Tex murmured. “We’re going to go nice and slow, so don’t you worry. You’re not going to feel anything but pleasure.”
Janie didn’t know if she believed him, but she nodded anyway, some primitive part of her wanting this, wanting to please him by giving him this. That thought fortified her, clearing her mind of the fear and helping her to focus on first her breathing and then relaxing. Tex rewarded her with a gentle pat.
“That’s it, honey, don’t you worry about anything. I’m going to take real good care of you.”
He would. Janie had no doubt about that. The trust she had in Tex allowed her to explore this new world of wanton ecstasy as he slid a finger down to the clenched opening of her ass and pressed inward. Just as he promised, there was no pain but a discovery of a new type of pressure, a new type of anticipation. She even found herself whimpering in disappointment as he pulled back.
“It’s okay, honey,” Tex soothed her. “This is going to be a little cold, but it’s just lube, and it will help make everything better.”
Calm and reassuring, his tone warmed her, even as she felt the cool slide of a thick fluid start to fill her ass. Then that magical finger was back, filling her with a delicious thrill that had her tired nerve endings tingling once again. Slowly, with methodical thoroughness, he pressed into her, stretching her virgin muscles wide and igniting a deep burning need for more within her.
Still, he hesitated until Janie could hold back no more and moaned, her hips flexing upward as she offered her ass up to his gentle exploration. Tex rewarded her with a second finger that had her moans turning to groans as her fingers began to dig into the mattress beneath her. The rough old blanket balled within her fists as slithers of pure, molten delight snaked up her spine and the world began to glow with the pleasure beginning to blind her.
Janie could feel the heat pooling within her veins and making her flush as Tex began to fuck her ass with a deepening speed that set her heart racing and her breath catching. The tension coiling through her tightened down with every thrust of his fingers until she felt on the edge of snapping.
A molten wave of rapture rushed through her, leaving Janie crying out as her whole body convulsed with an ecstasy that was tinged with a dark hint of pain. That small pinch made all the colors of her release bloom even brighter and left her wanting even more, even as her body gave out. The room and the world faded away as she gave into the exhaustion and passed out.
Janie didn’t have a clue how long she slept for. There were vague moments of consciousness that interrupted her slumber. The moment the water from the shower hit her, the feel of Brick’s arms holding her up as Tex ran a washcloth down over her body, the comfort of being tucked in between both of them, snuggled close and held tight, every moment filled her with a sense of security and warmth that had her falling back asleep within seconds until she finally woke with a start in the middle of the night.
Her mind racing with thoughts, her heart pounding with a sudden fear, everything hit her at once. The cabin, the stalker, her plan, everything swirled through her head with the force of a hurricane, winding Janie straight into a panic. It was late. She’d overslept. Now she had to rush to assure that neither Brick nor Tex sacrificed himself for her.
She had to rush but also assure that neither man woke up. Fear left Janie all but trembling, making her super-sensitive to every motion that she made, not to mention the small shifts each man made as she began to move. Conscious of the very sound of their breathing, she began to twist and shift, trying to make a little more room between them without awakening either of them.
It was slow going, but she did manage to make both men back off without truly disturbing either one. That left Janie with enough room to reach up and over the top of the mattress to the ropes she’d stashed there. Then came the dangerous part, tying each man’s wrists to the other’s.
Janie hesitated, fortifying her courage before she reached for Tex’s wrist. She managed to pull it up toward the headboard before his eyes fluttered open, making Janie go still as he smacked his lips and smiled dreamily up at her.
“What you doing?” Thick with sleep and husky with a hint of arousal, Tex eyed and the rope in her hand with a slight smile. “It looks like something naughty.”
It figured his mind would go there. While
Janie’s instinct was to tell him he was a pervert, she bit back on the urge and plaid into Tex’s misconception. Licking her lips and smiling down at him, she did her best to sound more interested than annoyed.
“Maybe.” Janie wasn’t exactly sure how to tease a man and felt kind of cheesy trying, but that didn’t stop her from giving it a go. “You want to play?”
“With you, honey? Anytime.” Tex settled back deeper into his pillow and voluntarily stretched his hand all the way up to the headboard for her.
“I was…uh, going to bind you to Brick,” Janie explained, still hesitating and wondering at her luck because Tex didn’t seem the least bit concerned about getting tied up.
“That sounds kind of kinky.” Tex eyed her with a glint Janie was growing to know well. “And then what were you planning on doing?”
“You’ll see.”
“Nobody’s tying me up,” Brick cut into their conversation as he cracked an eye open and shot Janie a hard look. “Not even you, honey.”
Tex laughed at that and nudged his head toward his cousin. “I think he’s going to take some convincing.”
Janie did, too. There was only one thing that came to mind in that moment. Her head dipped, her mouth opened, and she sucked Brick’s already hardening dick deep into her mouth. Without any hesitation, she began to fuck his with a fast, furious pace meant to make him come hard enough to pass right back out.
While that plan may have been ingenious, it didn’t account for Tex’s presence. In fact, Janie had forgotten all about him, lost in the fun of making Brick sweat and groan. There was no way Tex would lie there letting them have all the fun and not join in.
The sudden feel of his hand sliding between her legs to cup her mound had Janie starting slightly, but she didn’t miss a beat as she continued to pump her lips down over Brick’s cock. The heady taste of his pleasure had already started to leak out of his dick, addicting her and making Janie’s own arousal thicken along her folds. So did the steady strokes of Tex’s fingers.
He teased and taunted her with a carnal touch that fed the hunger thickening in her veins until Janie finally lost her rhythm and had to lift her head to gasp for breath. Almost instantly a hand that had to be Tex’s fisted in her hair, forcing her back down. She didn’t resist, her lips parting over the swollen and bulbous head of Brick’s cock.
Her lips clamped over his meaty thickness as Tex forced her all the way down his cousin’s dick. Then he held her there as his other hand abandoned her pussy to wrap his sticky fingers around her hip. With a quick motion, he lifted her up onto her knees, spreading them wide with his own as he settled between her legs.
Janie knew what came next, and she was all too eager to feel him pumping into her body. In an invitation that she knew Tex couldn’t resist, she arched her back and opened herself up to him, silently asking for the fucking she knew was coming. Tex didn’t disappoint her. He didn’t even hesitate, mounting her and bringing the flared head of his dick to press against the aching entrance to her cunt. Then he slid in, and everything was just perfect.
With a slow, steady motion, Tex began to fuck her, making her whole body tingle with the pure pleasure of being ridden by him. Not that she had the moment to simply enjoy feeling his hardness pillaging her depths. Even as Tex’s hips began to thrust, the hand buried in her hair started to pump her mouth up and down Brick’s delicious thickness.
Slow to start, Tex quickly gained speed, forcing Janie to keep pace as she continued to suck Brick’s dick. She could feel his cock thickening as Brick’s moans turned to pants filled with errant praises. The naughty little compliments fed Janie’s own desires. She could feel her cunt swelling, creaming as her muscles began to tighten with an orgasmic tension that threatened to explode at any moment.
Tex dragged that moment out, slowing his pace down, even as she felt the beginning of her release begin to tingle along her nerve endings. That sparkling sensation faded back into an inferno of need that had her moaning around Brick’s cock and pumping her hips in an insistent demand. This time Tex denied her, keeping his thrusts shallow and making the tension winding through her tighten all the more until Janie didn’t think she could take it anymore.
Neither could Brick, who cussed at Tex, demanding he stop tormenting them both. That elicited a laugh and a quick response as Tex picked up speed once again. This time there was no slowing down. Instead, he rode Janie hard and fast, making her take Brick along for the ride until the sweat beaded along her spine and the pleasure started to shine through her with a glorious brilliance that soon grew blinding.
Then everything exploded around her as the ecstasy swirling through her expanded with a sudden rush into a storm of undeniable rapture. Janie wasn’t alone in the whirlwinds of her release. Brick and Tex joined her, both men roaring out as their seed flooded her body. Janie quickly swallowed as Brick’s cock emptied down her throat, even as Tex’s dick unleashed deep within her cunt. His fingers unwound from her hair as both hands came to grip her hips and hold her steady as he pumped once, twice, three more times before falling over with a groan.
Tex’s sticky dick popped out of Janie, leaving her to all but pass out on Brick’s lap as she released his cock and gasped for air. Janie could have been content to fall asleep right there and then, but the worries that had woken her returned as the pleasure began to fade from her tired body.
She knew she had no time to spare if she wanted to see her plan to its end because it wouldn’t be long before either man roused enough and she lost her advantage. That thought had Janie’s eyes popping open and her head lifting as she glanced up the bed to where Brick’s wrists now lay near enough to Tex’s for her to hold out some hope that she might get away with what she intended, but she had to move fast and without hesitation.
Springing into motion, Janie snatched up both of Tex’s wrists before his eyes could even blink open. Even when they did, they didn’t widen with alarm at first. Instead, he smiled up at her with a dreamy suggestion that assured Janie he thought she was up to something entirely else.
That grin didn’t last, though, as she looped the rope around his wrists, but he was too slow to stop her from binding them. Janie managed to form a knot and pull it taut, even as Tex’s brow began to furl into a frown.
“What are you doing, honey?”
Janie didn’t answer but quickly corralled both of Brick’s wrists, binding the two men’s fists together.
“Janie?”
She didn’t spare a look at Brick as she put all her strength into tightening the knot.
“What the hell?” Brick glared up his arms and jerked hard as Janie scrambled out of the bed. Tex jerked with the hard tug Brick inadvertently gave him before Tex pulled back, jerking Brick toward him. Brick jerked back, and the two began to cuss and struggle as Janie watched from the foot of the bed with trepidation.
If they got free, there would be hell to pay, but, thankfully, the knots held.
The rope refused to give, and Janie breathed a sigh of relief, even though she knew Tex and Brick would punish her later. She knew because they told her. Threatening and swearing, both men demanded freedom along with wanting to know just what the hell she thought she was doing. Janie didn’t grant either wish or offer any answers. There would be no point. They wouldn’t be reasoned with, much less soothed by her plans.
Janie knew that, too.
They were pissed and in no condition to listen to reason. Janie assured herself that her plans were very reasonable. The man didn’t always have to save the woman. Sometimes the woman could save the man, especially if it was from their own foolish impulses. That was just what Janie intended to do.
With that need hardening her determination, Janie dressed quickly and headed toward the kitchen to retrieve the small cast-iron skillet that she’d found earlier. It was heavy enough to hurt anybody who dared to enter the cabin and light enough for her to wield. All she really needed was the element of surprise. That Janie planned to get by dragging a chair back t
o the bedroom and setting it up behind the door.
Then she sat down to wait, her ears straining for the slightest hint of any sound. Thankfully, Janie didn’t have to worry about Tex or Brick. They’d settled down, going dangerously quiet. She could all but feel the searing waves of seething rage seeping out of the bed.
Janie didn’t fool herself with thinking they were simply laying there stewing and sulking. No. They were plotting, plotting how to get free. As much as Janie might want to believe that wouldn’t happen in the sickened pit of her stomach, she knew it was only a matter of time. That left her praying with a deranged sort of desperation that, whoever her stalker was, they showed up sooner rather than later.
It seemed as if her prayers had been answered when she heard a faint creak echo out of the main room. Somebody was out there, and Janie lifted her skillet in anticipation, even as she stilled with a tension that had all her senses bristling. Her breath caught and her heart pounded as a shadow crept up along the floor, taking the form of a man, a man who now lingered just on the other side of the door.
“No! Janie don’t!” Brick hollered out from the bed at the exact same second she leapt into action.
Hopping out of her seat and winging the skillet like a bat, she came around the door to crack the intruder in the shoulder. The man went down with a holler, even as Janie realized it was Logan. His curses echoed from behind her as his hand came up to grip his shoulder while he stumbled backward.
“Ah! Damn it!” Logan spat as Janie flicked on the light to see Bruce come jogging up behind him. “That shit hurt! What the hell are you doing?”
“Me?” Janie scowled at that barked accusation, not about to apologize for defending herself and her men when Logan was the ass sneaking around in the dark. “What the hell are you doing?”
The bite in her tone had Logan straightening up as he tried to intimidate her by towering over Janie and growling down at her. “I heard my cousins cussing and knew something was wrong.”
