Tom moved into position and nudged her pussy open. “Say please.”
“Please fuck me. There, happy?” Playfulness had never been a part of foreplay, but she loved it.
“You’re the one I’m going to make happy.” He dipped in, moving inside her at glacier speed.
He was driving her crazy. “Faster.”
“Have patience. You’ll get your reward.”
Like a slow swing, he glided in again and pulled out in a lazy rhythm, which drove her crazy with need. With each thrust, her pussy widened, taking in all of him. While he was large and her walls were stretched to the max, she loved every pump, every thrust. From his tempo, it was all about satisfying her.
Finally, he sped up, making her soar to new places. Chase rolled on his back, centered himself under her, and took her tit into his mouth. He nipped and sucked until her body nearly exploded. Tom grabbed her hips and picked up the pace, hitting the back of her womb, just as his hard balls slapped her ass. Convulsions swept over her as her climax brought her to the peak of pleasure.
“That’s it, honey. Come for me.”
Her mouth opened, and she screamed his name. Hot jism pumped into her. His cheek landed on her back. As soon as Chase slipped out from under her, Tom rolled her over. There was no doubt she’d never been more thoroughly loved.
“I think the lady needs a little cleaning, little brother.”
She wasn’t quite sure what that meant, but she bet she’d enjoy it. When Chase returned with a warm washcloth and dragged it across her sore opening, she smiled.
“That’s nice.”
Tom got off the bed and took her hand. “I have an idea.” He pulled her up.
“What?”
“How about if we go for a horseback ride and have a picnic. I want to know everything about you. What your favorite food is, which TV shows you like, and what you’re looking for in a man.” He winked. “I know the perfect spot.”
Now that was a change of topic, but she wasn’t sure telling them about her would be helpful. Once the madman was brought to justice, she’d be gone. If she learned about them, she’d miss them even more once she left.
“I haven’t ridden in a long time. I don’t know if I can even stay on a horse.” But if they got naked at the end, it would be worth every bump.
“We’ll get you the most gentle horse the resort had to offer.”
So far, these two hadn’t led her astray. “I’m game if you don’t mind going slow.”
Chase wrapped an arm around her waist. “Nothing is an inconvenience with you around.”
How sweet was that?
Tom stroked her cheek. “You know I like it slow.”
He got that right.
While she got ready, Chase disappeared. Tom promised to have some breakfast delivered while Chase saw to the arranging of the horses. Once Chase returned, Tom left to get dressed. She only had jeans, but the men assured her she’d be fine.
After a delicious breakfast on the patio, they helped her mount up. The day was in the high seventies and the sun beat warm on her skin. Both Tom and Chase had loaded up their horses with gear. Not only did they have blankets and a killer lunch, they came equipped with rifles.
She wasn’t sure she liked the idea of guns, but whoever was after her didn’t have a problem using one. At least being with these men, she’d be safe.
Sandwiched between them, Tom took the lead with Chase behind her. From the way Tom sat in the saddle, he’d been riding his whole life. She on the other hand might have had better luck logrolling. Her grip on the saddle was too tight, and she probably was squeezing the horse’s flanks too hard, but if she hadn’t, she’d have fallen off.
She tried to concentrate on the scenery, but her saddle made her already-sore pussy even more tender. With every jostle, she got images of either Chase or Tom loving her, coming from behind, and plunging into her from the front. Amazing and wonderful. She wanted to experience them in every way possible before she left the resort. The image of Tom entering her bottom flashed in her mind. What would that feel like? Tight, sexy, or what?
Having two men simultaneously trying to make her happy made her change her mind about a lot of things in life, especially about men, and a lot about sex. Each had their own timing, their own rhythm. Tom was a little more aggressive with his touch than Chase, but at the same time, his strokes were perhaps more tender, if that was possible.
Chase pulled alongside her. “You want to stop and stretch, darlin’?”
“I wouldn’t mind. There’s a tree over there we could stand under.” The sun was getting intense.
Tom led them to the shade and helped her down. She tugged on her pants to ease the ache.
“Honey, if you want to take them off, I can give you a massage to make it feel better.”
She laughed and lightly tapped him on the chest. “Knowing you, you wouldn’t stop at a massage.”
“You got that right.” He looked around. The sound of hooves rang in the distance. “Stand behind the tree, honey. I want to see who’s coming.”
“No one’s going to find me here.”
“Your ex did.”
“Because Shayna told him. She’s not going to put an ad in the paper announcing where I am.”
“Can’t be too cautious.”
She did as he asked anyway, thinking all this worry was overkill, but if they wanted to protect her, she’d let them.
Both Tom and Chase kept their hands on their seated rifles. As the three riders neared, she relaxed when she noted the person in the middle was a woman.
Tom waved. “Hey, Dalton, Sam.”
Once they were gone, he pulled her out from behind the tree and threaded his hands through her hair. He leaned in and kissed her.
“I don’t ever want to lose you.”
Her heart nearly tore. Where had that sentiment come from? Was it just a line they always used when being with a client? In her heart, she believed both men cared, but she couldn’t stay here forever. Her big dilemma was how she could let them go and not break.
Chase moved in close and wrapped his arms around her. “I need a little hug from my woman.” He glanced at Tom, who stepped aside.
Instead of a kiss on the lips, he slid his mouth down to her breast and nibbled.
“Darlin’, I think we need a new rule. No bras allowed.”
She opened her mouth to protest until his fingers slipped under the offending piece of material and tweaked her nipple. Then in a flash he unbuttoned her shirt and unclipped her bra. She was naked in a flash.
His mouth found her engorged nipples, and he began sucking on them as if they were a much-needed meal.
She laughed. “Chase, people ride by here. I can’t be naked.”
“Complain again, and I’ll have you stripped down to nothing with my big cock inside of you.”
“Promises, promises.”
“If Tom hadn’t found this fabulous place where we will have privacy, I swear I’d take you right here. I’m so horny I’m not sure I can stay upright on the horse until I’ve had your sweet snatch.”
She put on her blouse, without the offending bra, and laughed. “You can’t have sex all day long.”
“With you in my sight, I can’t think of anything else.”
Where did these men come up with such thoughts? “Help me up on the horse, will ya?”
“Oh, yeah.”
Chase more than helped. The flat of his palm managed to land on her butt. Just before her rear hit the saddle, he managed to rub her sensitive spot. Maybe he did think about sex twenty-four-seven.
They rode for another half hour before Tom pulled to a stop. “See those rocks over there? There’s a real nice spot for a picnic and some delicious dessert afterwards.”
His wink sent her stomach into a swirl. She wasn’t sure if she could handle any more sex, but she was going to try.
She rounded the corner and pulled on the reins. “There’s a lake!”
“I thought you’d like it, h
oney. Maybe after lunch we can take a swim. Naked.”
“I’d like that, but I’m so hot now, I might take a dip beforehand.”
Chase smiled. “You go ahead, darlin’. We’ll make sure no one comes and disturbs you. When you get out, we’ll have the picnic ready to go.”
She was a little disappointed they didn’t suggest they all go in for a dip, but the swim would refresh her for her meal. She walked to the water and took off her shoes and socks. Not once did they look her way. For the first time since she arrived, their attention wasn’t riveted on her. She shouldn’t be upset, but she was. She’d gotten used to their focus being on her.
After she peeled off her pants, she unbuttoned her blouse and placed her clothes away from the water’s edge.
They still didn’t look her way. What was up with that? She slipped off her panties and waded into the wonderfully cool water. Her feet sunk into the lake’s sandy bottom. Once at waist level, she dunked down and swam a few strokes. Nothing could be more relaxing. She was safe and free for the first time since she was fourteen. She rolled onto her back and glanced up at the sky. When two big splashes sounded, she treaded water. Next thing she knew, four hands pulled her under. She popped back up a second later.
“We didn’t want you to have all the fun.” Chase stole a quick kiss.
“I was hoping you’d join me.”
“How about we get a little closer to shore, honey, where we can stand?”
“You aren’t planning on exploring my wet body, are you?”
Tom grinned, looking like a twelve-year-old who’d found a hidden treasure. “Only if you want us to.”
She charged toward solid ground, and her two men followed. When she got waist deep, she planted her feet firmly on the ground. Tom picked her up by the waist and spun her around.
“I’d really like to have you ride me, but I know my little brother has been chomping at the bit since last night.” He set her down. “But don’t worry. I’ll be enjoying myself examining a different part of your body.”
Chase turned her toward him and guided her hand to his cock.
“You’re hard already?” She thought cold water shriveled a man.
“Darlin’, I always have a hard-on when I’m around you.” He squeezed her hand and leaned closer. “Don’t think it’s just because I lust after your body. I want you.”
She hoped they could see the heat spreading across her face. Never having heard such endearments, she didn’t know how to respond to them. Her thoughts were dragged in a different direction as soon as Chase lifted her up by the waist and seated her over his cock.
“Wrap your legs around me.”
She did, widening her opening. With ease, she slid down onto him. Maybe it was the buoyancy of the water or the way he kissed her, but she was lighter, happier. Tom slipped his hands around to her breasts and added to her excitement. She dropped her head back, resting on his strong chest. Chase pumped. Tom treated her tits to a delightful array of pleasures, from pinching, to rubbing, to old-fashioned massaging.
Chase kissed her neck while she dragged her arms behind her to hold on to Tom. Between the water swirling around her to the pounding inside her, her climax built quickly. As Chase quickened her pace, she leaned forward, pushing up with her legs to capture all of him inside her.
“Come for me, darlin’.”
He didn’t have to wait long, as her climax reached its peak seconds later. “Oh, God.”
Chase held her still as he filled her completely with his hot liquid. He kissed her slow and long.
When he leaned back, he was smiling. “I’ve waited a long time for that. I think I could eat a horse. You ready for our picnic?”
“I can’t wait.”
The picnic was a feast, from fresh fruit, two styles of hummus, champagne to three types of lunchmeat. “This is incredible.”
“Not as incredible as you.” Tom leaned back on one elbow. “Now for the other purpose of the picnic. I want you to name the most fun you ever had before you came to the resort.”
Fun? She searched her mind but discarded so many topics. “This is kind of lame, so I guess I haven’t had a lot of fun. I’d gone camping between my junior and senior year in high school with my church group. Maybe it was because I was away from her stepfather or the fact I didn’t have to study for four days, but I enjoyed the camaraderie and the oxygen-rich scent of the outdoors.” She told them about rock climbing and taking a shower in the cold waterfall. “Chase, you said you got your hand injury from a speargun. Believe it or not, I’ve never been fishing. Tell me about it.”
He grinned and spent the next twenty minutes telling her how he started deep-sea fishing with one boat, which led to two, which led to three.
“That sounds like such a carefree life.”
“Quite the opposite. I quit because of the danger.”
After he seemed to shut down, she turned to Tom and asked him to talk about his life as a Special Forces man and what it was like to be on an oil rig.
Clearly Tom loved to talk, but it wasn’t just the information, it was how he delivered the material with wit that made her want to listen to his stories forever.
She fell a little bit in love with them. Maybe it sounded conceited, but she didn’t think they were the type to share their joys and hurts so easily.
She wanted to tell them how much they’d changed her life already, but leaving these two would only be harder if they knew she cared.
After they finished eating, Chase checked the time. “We need to get back if we plan on entering the body painting contest. You up for painting me, darlin’?”
“I wish we could go as a threesome. Do you think that’s possible?”
Chase looked to Tom. “What do you think?”
He laughed and the glint in his eye said he’d be a little out of control when he painted her. “I say it’s a go.”
Excited for this evening’s event, they worked together to pack up, and then they helped her mount. Tom led once more and went slow, most likely because he understood she needed to.
They’d just passed a large set of rocks when a snake slithered in front of Tom’s horse. The quarter horse bucked, and her horse jumped to the side. She was so stunned that when a shot rang out, she didn’t realize what happened until she saw the blood on Tom’s body.
Hands grabbed her around the waist and dragged her off the horse.
Chapter Six
Larissa’s horse took off, away from the where the shot had come from. Chase pulled her by the hand. She barely was able to get to her feet when another shot sounded. Chase kept her in front of him as they sped toward the rocks. Breathless, she made it to safety. With her back to the stone wall, she waited for Chase to tell her what the hell had happened. Instead, he leveled his rifle and pulled the trigger.
“Where’s Tom?”
“He’s down.”
Another shot.
Her mouth turned dry. She failed to register the fact Tom might be hurt. “Down?”
“Darlin’, stay here.”
He was going to leave her? Horse hooves pummeled the ground, sounding as if the attackers were going away from them. Her legs weakened, and she dropped to the sandy ground. Heart pounding, she waited for the all clear. When none came, she stole a peek around the rock.
“Oh, my God.”
Chase was leaning over Tom, who was on the ground. She raced out. Chase looked up but didn’t wave her back either. Blood dripped down Tom’s sleeve. She knelt beside him, her heart nearly bursting.
“Chase, take off your shirt.”
His eyes widened for a second, but he did as she asked. After she folded the material, she placed it over the wound. “Tom, this might hurt, but I want you to press on the injury. It’s the only way to stop the bleeding.”
Tom obeyed, even though his face had lost some of its color. She could tell he was trying not to wince.
“You get hit anywhere else?”
“No.”
Tom turned to
Chase. “You get either one?”
“I hit one of them for sure. That’s why they took off.”
She sat back on her butt. “Did you recognize them?”
“No. From their excessive tattoos, I’d say they aren’t anyone we should be messing with. Is there something you’re hiding, darlin’?”
“I really thought Phil was after me, but maybe Shayna was right.”
“How’s that?”
Tom lifted his hand off the wound but returned it quickly when more blood leaked out.
“I put two very bad Tucson gang members in jail about a month ago. I think the men who shot at us might be part of the Southside Posse Bloods gang. They might be out to take revenge on me.”
“Holy shit. We’ve got to get you to safety.”
“I am safe with you.”
“Apparently, not safe enough.”
Tom wanted to ride back right away, but she insisted he remain on the ground until she was convinced the bleeding had stopped. “You need to drink more water, too.”
He rolled his eyes but did as she asked and downed a goodly amount. He then fussed when she insisted on using her bra as a sling for his arm.
“Why do I need this?”
“It’s to keep the arm by your side, so you don’t make it bleed more.”
“I look stupid.”
“I want you to live, so shut up and wear it.”
He grumbled some more and then refused help getting up on his horse even though he only had one good arm. At least he had the sense not to rush back to the resort.
When they arrived, a Sergeant Bill Stanton came to take their statement.
“Do you think any of you could identify the men?”
Tom shook his head. “My horse reared when the snake crossed its path. Larissa was next to me, but her horse went sideways. I’m thinking they were aiming for her.”
That comment required a lot of clarification, but Officer Stanton was patient. Two medics arrived and insisted Tom come with them.
“Chase, look after her.”
She tried to go after him. “Oh, no. I’m coming with you.”
Chase wrapped his arms around her. “Tom will be back in no time. When they release him, we can drive out to Tucson and pick him up. How about that?”
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