He nodded to her pants. “How about giving me a look?”
To remove her boots, she hopped back up on the counter. She tossed them a few feet away and they landed with a thud. After she unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans, she jumped down once more.
Cam had just removed his pants and stood there in his briefs. He nodded to her half-finished undressing job. “How about if I take over? This is my favorite part.”
Mandy held out her arms. Cam’s sure fingers nearly burnt her skin as he slipped his palms under her panties and lowered both at the same time. As soon as the material cleared her rear, he stepped back and held up a hand.
He jogged to the other side of the island, opened a drawer, and returned. “Granite’s cold.” He spread the cloth on top and lifted her up. Her jeans and panties dangled on her ankles.
“Thanks.”
He leaned her back. “These have to go.”
A quick pull had the rest of her clothes on the floor. He spread her thighs and leaned over. The first tongue swipe awakened her carnal desires. She leaned on her hands and scooted back on the counter. To give him better access, she planted her feet on the cold slab. He drew her hips near and sucked and licked. His groans matched hers.
He moved to her clit and threaded two fingers into her creamy opening. Both sensations tantalized and scorched her. His curled fingers hit her sweet spot, and she lifted her hips, needing more.
“Harder.” Faster.
He increased his finger-fucking and sucked on her clit. She lost it. Her climax descended and carried her away. Her scream sounded foreign and almost animalistic.
Cam straightened, his breaths fast. “You like when I do that.”
“An understatement.”
He smiled. “Did someone say something about sucking my cock?”
Guilt swept over her. “I forgot I’d asked.” It was Cam’s fault. The second he licked her pussy, she flew into her fantasy world.
“Hold that thought. I need to get something.”
She nodded.
His bare feet slapped against the hardwood floor as he rushed down the hallway. A door opened. He returned a moment later waving a condom and a few other items. He set them on the counter. “This might be too fast for you, but I’ve never been more sure in my life. I want to sink my cock in your ass so bad, I can barely concentrate at work.”
Once more the thought of something in her ass had her clenching her cheeks. “I’ve never had a cock back there.”
His chest caved, as if her comment was as close to an acceptance as he’d hoped.
Cam picked up a fake cock. “I’ll need to stretch you out first. I want your pussy, too, but I like options.”
Her inner walls vibrated as lust soaked her to the bone. She wanted Cam. Needed him. “I’ll try it.”
Cam cupped her face and kissed her hard. Automatically, she opened her mouth and let their tongues duel. His kiss was an opiate. The more they kissed, the more she had to have him. She slipped off the counter and plastered her chest against his. His cock was steel. Contractions rippled down her body, and her stomach tightened as the image of his shaft impaling her ripped through her mind.
You promised to suck his cock.
She leaned back for air. “I want to make you crazy first.” She clutched his dick and tightened her hold.
His gaze shot upward. “Go.”
She stepped to the side and leaned over, not thinking how easy it would be for him to reach her ass. Desperate to taste him, she drew him into her mouth. His masculine tang excited her taste buds, and she sucked harder.
He moaned and squeezed one ass cheek. His chest tilted forward. A second later, orange essence filled the air. She understood the mechanics of anal sex and what lube was used for. Regardless, the cold smear made her jerk.
“Easy, angel. This will make it better.”
His rich voice seeped into her and helped calm her nerves. What if she didn’t like anal sex? Could she break his heart?
Give it a chance. Then decide.
Cam’s thumb rubbed her back hole. He stopped when she sucked too hard on his cock but resumed when she cupped his balls. With her other hand, she grabbed the bottom half of his cock. Working in unison, she sucked and rubbed and lifted.
“Angel.”
Was that a warning? Pre-cum oozed out the top and she lifted off. More liquid bubbled out. Uh-oh. She hoped she’d stopped in time.
“Put your hands on the counter.” He sounded as if he was battling to stay in control.
She did as he asked, and he guided her hips back. When his thumb slipped past her tight ring, she sucked in a breath. “It feels funny.”
“It will for a minute. Just relax.”
Easy for him to say.
He reached under her and rolled a nipple between his fingers. His seductive touch caused another rush of desire to sweep through her. She wiggled her hips, and he chuckled.
“Don’t worry. You’ll get the dildo in a moment.”
She wanted more of his finger. He stroked his thumb in and out. With each pass, her body relaxed. He withdrew his thumb and pressed in not one but two fingers. Her pulse raced at the invasion. Cam slid his other hand down her belly, refocusing her attention.
Go lower.
He slipped a finger into her pussy at the same time he opened and closed his fingers in her anus. Bliss and ecstasy collided somewhere in the middle. “Cam.”
He stilled. “Too much?”
She shook her head and pressed her rear back. Who knew having something in her ass would feel this good?
“Time for the little cock.”
He wasn’t talking about his own. Along with her own perfume, more lube scented the air. She clenched her ass in anticipation.
Smack.
She jerked. “Ouch.”
“No clenching.”
The tap didn’t really hurt, but he’d taken her by surprise. She tried to relax, but when he placed the large, hard object against her anus, she pressed her cheeks together again.
Before she could apologize, he spanked her again. “This won’t fit if you do that, angel.”
He’d hit hard. The sting spread across both cheeks but was quickly forgotten. When her pussy tingled, she realized the spanking had actually excited her.
He twisted the dildo and pressed it past her tight ring. She held in her gasp. It might fit, but it wouldn’t be comfortable.
Cam expertly withdrew the cock a little and twisted it back in. This time, he hit some nerve that opened her pleasure center.
“Ooh.” She wiggled for more.
“I see you experienced the benefit of having something big and hard in your ass. Just wait until I fuck you back there.”
He ground out his words, and her pussy dripped. He leaned over her back and slipped three fingers in her pussy as he maneuvered the dildo in her ass. Between the dildo in her ass and the fingers in her pussy, her climax built. When he dragged his tongue across her shoulder blade and followed it with little nips, blood pounded in her brain.
“Cam, please. Hurry.” She needed his cock.
With that plea, he drove the dildo into her ass. Electric shocks rippled all along her insides. His thumb strummed her clit and another orgasm neared.
Foil ripped and he snapped on a condom. “I can’t take it anymore. I have to have you.”
Thank God. He clamped his hands on her hips and placed his cock against her pussy. He slid his hands upward and covered her breasts. He massaged the nipples as he drove his thick dick into her.
No room!
His cock was huge by itself, let alone having that dildo in her ass taking up a lot of space. Somehow he managed to fit. She squeezed her eyes as he pulled out and drove into her again. Stars burst behind her lids. Her body tensed and shook as her released neared.
He rolled one nipple and slid the other hand across the plane of her belly and brushed against her clit. The triple assault overwhelmed her. Never had her circuits been this close to exploding. It wasn’t just the physical sti
mulation. His desperation and care added to her high.
“Angel, I can’t hold off.” His fingers tightened on her breast.
His next thrust nearly burst her in two. His cock expanded and set her on fire. Her orgasm swooped in. “I’m coming,” she yelled.
Like a man possessed, Cam dropped his head on her back and pumped into her hard. Her body shuddered with unbridled lust. She milked his cock, urging him to find his nirvana.
He opened his mouth and lightly bit her shoulder. He pressed his cock to the end and held still. His cock pulsed and stretched her to the max. When he pinched her nipple, she tumbled over the edge, allowing her climax to completely claim her.
Her mind blanked and her pulse soared. Heat filled his condom, and he gurgled some response her brain couldn’t understand.
Cam wrapped his arms around her waist, lifted her to a stand, and planted kisses on her neck.
“I’m never letting you go.”
She dropped her head back and gulped in air. “Okay.”
They must have stood in the kitchen for a long time because their juices traveled down her thighs. Ew. “I need to get clean.”
Cam pulled out and grabbed the towel on the counter. He wiped her inner thighs, her rear, and her pussy. “You are amazing.”
His cell rang and he picked it up. “It’s Vince.” She studied his face but failed to put the pieces together. She hoped Vince hadn’t asked so many questions in Denver that Craig found out where she was. That would be bad.
Chapter Fourteen
“What did he say?” Mandy slipped on her underwear.
“He’s not coming home until tomorrow. The FBI excursion took longer than he’d anticipated, and he wants to follow up on a few things.”
“Did he find out anything?”
“He didn’t share much over the phone. What do you say to exercising Wind Song?”
“That sounds divine.” She cocked a brow. “Wherever we go, let’s not set up a tent.”
He chuckled. “I promise you’ll be safe with me.” Cam dressed.
When she finished pulling on her jeans and stepping into her boots, she pulled on her T-shirt. Not that she’d given this concept much thought, but she wanted to ask, “How do you know this perpetrator wasn’t aiming for Vince when I got shot or when the tent caught fire?”
His brows scrunched. “Why would you say that?”
She shrugged. “Vince and I were walking next to each other when I stopped for a second. That’s when the bullet hit me.”
He shook his head. “I’m not buying it. If Sharon is involved, she’d want my head, not Vince’s.”
“I don’t want Vince to the be the target either, but knowing who he was after would help.” She placed her hands on his shoulders. “Someone say something about a ride?”
* * * *
Cam was in his home office working, and Mandy was reading a book on hiking Trinity had lent her when the front door opened and Vince rushed in.
She jumped up. “You’re home!”
Vince held open his arms, and she gladly stepped into his embrace. How she could enjoy both men, she didn’t know, but ever since she learned about their desire to share, she saw no reason not to be with them.
“Is that Vince?” Cam called from his upstairs office.
“Yeah, man.” Vince headed over to the fridge and pulled out two beers. He faced her. “You want something?”
“A Coke.”
He was probably waiting until Cam came down before he announced what he’d found out.
Cam entered the kitchen, took the offered beer, and motioned they sit in the living room. “Tell us.”
He unscrewed the beer cap and guzzled a large portion. “Ah. That hits the spot.” He placed the bottle on the coffee table. “A lot of things, actually. As I mentioned in my call, I stopped by the FBI office. After a few pass-me-arounds, I found the right guy. Mitch Henley works in the white-collar crime division. In particular, he deals with Ponzi schemes. I gave him the e-mails.” Vince looked at her. “While it might appear your ex-husband is guilty, the e-mails in and of themselves won’t prove much, but Henley promised to speak with the other investors.”
She leaned back and relaxed. “Thanks. It wasn’t right what Craig was doing. Someone had to pay in the end, and it wasn’t looking like it was going to be Craig. I hope the emails help.”
Vince picked up his bottle and drank more. “I caught up with your friend Candace.”
Mandy smiled. “How is she?”
“She misses you, but the girl was a font of information. Ever since you told her she might lose her job, she began asking questions.”
Her stomach tumbled. “I hope Craig never finds out.”
“I told her to be careful.”
“Did you mention what happened to me? Or where I’m living?”
He tilted a horizontal hand back and forth. “I didn’t mention where I lived or what you were doing other than you were happy. Candace likes to dig. I finally told her about your two unforeseen accidents, but that you were okay.”
“Good. I don’t want Candy to worry.”
Cam leaned forward. “Pick up on any scuttlebutt about Mandy while in town?”
He waved his bottle. “In fact I did—at an investor’s party at the spa last night, no less. So happens your friend Candy needed a date and I obliged.”
Candy was a very attractive woman. Hopefully, her friend didn’t put the moves on Vince. “Did she behave?” She swore his cheeks pinkened.
“Not at first. As soon as I told her we’d been intimate, she backed off.”
That so sounded like Candy. “Were you able to get the scoop on Craig?”
“Not much. The attendees still believed in your ex-husband, who by the way was quite charming.”
“Charming as a snake. Did he mention why he was without a date?” Though she wouldn’t put it past him to have one.
“Craig merely said you were ill and recuperating at your parents’ home.”
She leaned back against the seat. “That jerk. People are going to find out sooner or later we’re divorced.”
Vince smiled. “As a matter of fact, I overheard a woman tell her husband that she’d heard Craig and you were no longer together.”
“I don’t like it,” Cam said. “Maybe these attempts are by your ex to force you go back to Denver so he can save face.”
“That’ll never happen. I love it here.”
Cam smiled. “I’m glad to hear it, angel.”
Vince told them how he’d personally called a few irate investors. “It was clear to me your ex was guilty. They’d been getting dividends on a regular basis until recently. When a few of the payments never showed, they called Craig. He made up some excuse about the bank messing up. They waited, but no money has arrived. My guess is that new investors are getting harder and harder to find.” He leaned back. “Now it’s up to the FBI to do their job.”
She sipped her drink. “What’s your gut feeling about the gunshot and the tent fire? Could Craig be responsible for what has happened?”
“I wish I knew.”
That sucked. “In the meantime, what do you propose I do? It’s not fair to me, to Sam, or to the other guides for me to sit on my duff.”
Vince moved over to the sofa and sat next to her. “Cam and I would love for you to stay here and just relax. You won’t want for anything.”
She raised his fist and kissed it. “I appreciate the offer, but that’s not me. I want to work. I love helping people. If it’s not in the woods, then it’s teaching, though to be honest, other than the fire incident, I loved taking the women to the mountains.”
“I get it. Don’t worry. We’ll find the culprit.”
She prayed she’d live long enough to see it.
* * * *
Vince sympathized with Mandy. If he had to stay cooped up all day, he’d go crazy, too. After a lot of discussion with all parties involved, Sam suggested Mandy stay at the ranch during the day, do chores around the bar
n and help with ordering, but not go on any excursions. If word got out that one of the leaders’ life was at stake, Sam’s business might suffer.
Sam suggested when a group was ready to go on their wilderness adventure, Mandy could give the talk about what to expect. She’d demonstrate how to use a stove and explain how to poop in the woods. That would be safe and give her some needed experience.
Vince had tried to work from home so he’d be there when she returned from the ranch, but at times, his clients needed to see him—like now.
He left the house and drove over to the Circle Bar to let her know not to come home until he called. Spotting her car behind the bunkhouse, he checked inside in case Mandy was chatting with one of the girls, but she wasn’t there.
On his way out, he spotted Crystal. She’d know where Mandy was.
“She’s in the barn. Is everything okay?”
Sam kept Crystal in the loop. “Yeah.” He told her he had a meeting that might go past dinner.
“I’ll keep an eye out for any strangers. She can stay as long as she likes.” Crystal patted the rifle attached to her saddlebags.
Vince tipped his hat. “Thanks.”
He headed to the barn. As soon as he saw Mandy, he leaned against a pole and watched her as she stroked the brush across the horse’s back. She looked so delicious. Mandy was right. She belonged here. The care she gave the animal made his cock ache.
He eased his way to the stall, trying not to catch her attention, but she looked up before he reached her.
“Vince! What are you doing here?”
He told her about his late meeting. “I know you’re in good hands, but would you mind staying here a little longer than necessary? Never know who might stop by if you came home.”
“Sure.”
“Before I go, how about giving me a hug?”
She stepped out of the stall and set down the brush. “This does not give you permission to have sex with me.”
He laughed. “I’d like nothing more, but I’ll restrict sex in the barn to our barn. No telling when Crystal will lead a group of ten women in here.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck, and everything about her felt right. Even Cam had agreed she was the one for them. He kissed her once and leaned back. He grabbed her hand and placed it on his hard cock. “I can’t stay much longer or I’ll have to drag you into that stall and have my way with you.”
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