by Morgan Fox
“Wow,” she breathed, fanning herself. “The only thing that could possibly make this moment any better”—she glanced to James—“is for you to be shirtless on a horse as well.” She winked at him.
He adjusted his Stetson and slid up alongside her. “Really?” he asked.
Grinning, she told him, “Oh, yes. The mental picture alone just gave me the best wet daydream.”
James arched his brow. “Then I take great pleasure in making you even wetter when I tell you that the three of us are going riding this afternoon.” He unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it into the car.
She nibbled her bottom lip. “We are?”
“Oh, yes,” he told her, cupping her face in his hands. “And I happen to know of a wonderful spot where we can have a little fun.”
She inclined her head to the side as his hands trailed down her arms. “Fun?”
“Yep,” Stone answered, bringing his horse to a stop. “We’re about to get our freak on in a very ride ’em cowboy kinda way.” He winked, and the look had her pussy pulsing deliciously.
Stone extended his hand for her to take and pulled her up behind him on his horse. James was up on the horse beside him in a flash, and they galloped into a large, empty field away from the world around them. Soon they were hidden away by thickening trees, and the hot rays of the sun no longer beat down on them.
Within a few short minutes, they arrived. She gasped at the sight before her. The blanket she used to cover herself the first night they’d all been together lay on the ground, nestled up beside a narrowed creek.
She took Stone’s extended arm and used it to dismount. Her breath caught in her throat as she studied the contents on the blanket, handcuffs, personal lubricant, and a cooler with a six-pack of beer on ice. Grinning, she knew that had to have been Stone’s suggestion.
Holding the lid to the cooler open, she asked, “Mind if I have one?”
“Grab me one, too,” Stone replied, coming up behind her.
As she bent over, Stone came up and gripped her hips and ground his pelvis against her. His cock was already hard, and the knowledge of that made her tingle all over.
James stalked up and pulled out a beer for himself, popped the top, and took a big gulp. Setting the bottle on top of the cooler, he helped her open her own bottle. No one spoke for a long time as they stood there drinking beer and innocently touching each other. Both took a soft sweep of the hands over her breasts while she brushed her fingertips along the seam of their pants. Their cocks jumped to attention.
A rush of fluttering nerves raced toward her belly, and her pulse quickened as Stone reached around her to remove her blouse, one agonizing button at a time. He nibbled the lobe of her ear as he removed her clothing so incredibly slow. Drunk on the arousal flowing hot between them, she was losing patience. She wanted to help him rid her of the annoying barrier.
“Please,” she begged, tugging at her shirt, rolling her shoulder to help slide the material down her arms.
“Please what?” James asked her, kneeling down to kiss the small of her back, lifting the shirt up and out of the way. “I enjoy hearing your desires, Gracie. Your voice does things to me.”
Her eyes rounded, meeting Stone’s gaze head on. Her body stiffened. “Are we playing games, boys?” She remembered the cuffs and lube and wondered again what was in store for her. “Do you have something up your sleeves?”
Stone took her hands and placed them on his bare chest. “No sleeves here,” he said with a chuckle.
She twisted her hips to the side and glanced down at James, who surprisingly had already disrobed. His gorgeous naked body crouched down at her feet. He kissed the back of her thighs, ass, and hips, while his hands drifted toward the front of her slacks, unbuttoning and slowly pulling them down.
How could she resist them? That was easy. She couldn’t.
Leaving on her black heels, she stepped free of her pants.
“Well, isn’t that nice,” James said with a groan, gripping hold of her waist and kissing her freshly shaven pubic area.
She hadn’t worn panties in weeks. Not since she and James had so many wonderful opportunities to fool around at work. Keeping her kitty well-groomed was a necessity now since she lived with two very hungry, very virile men. Her mother’s words had once been vulgar to her, but now it was just something she liked doing because it made her feel sexy.
Stone stripped the rest of her clothing and stepped back beside James to gaze at her. “Damn, I’ll never get enough of seeing how beautiful you are.” He licked his lips.
Suddenly, she wanted to cover herself up. She was vulnerable, standing there in the light of day with two men staring at her like hungry predators. She brought her arms up to hide her breasts from view.
“Oh, no, you don’t,” Stone said, bending down to pick up the cuffs. “You don’t get to cover up that delicious body.” He snapped the cuff on one hand and led her to the low-lying branch above her head. “Clasp your hands together over that limb.” His tone was direct.
She’d never given up all her control before, and at first, she was terrified by the idea of being handcuffed to a tree. She didn’t like the feeling of being trapped, but she also felt guilty for not allowing her trust in them to just have her hands slapped together and cuffed. She swallowed hard.
James pushed to his feet and stalked over to her. Her eyes jumped right to the sight of his engorged cock protruding magnificently from between his legs. Licking her lips, seeing him that way made her think of nothing but the pleasure she would take from them.
He approached her, bent down, and took her nipple between his teeth and sucked slow, licking the tender bead. Stone wrapped a possessive hand around the nape of her neck and kissed her mouth. Both men touched and caressed her, their hands everywhere. She was lost to them.
Slowly, Stone’s hand clasped around her wrists, and she knew he was putting her into position. Her long body stretched divinely. Her arms outstretched above her head, her breasts pressed forward, and her lean legs supported her weight with ease. Her heels dug into the soft earth below. She’d never felt so sexy, so desired, so wet.
The warm Texas winds danced over her skin, and instantly her nipples hardened. Stone came up behind her, his cock teasing her ass, probing wickedly between her cheeks. She rested her head on his shoulder, as his fingers toyed with her breasts, massaging each mound, gently pinching her nipple between his forefinger and thumb. The sensations left her breathless and wanton.
She was prepared to demand they fuck her, suck her, make her crazed with pleasure, but she didn’t. Instead, she gave them all the time they needed, allowing them to control her, take possession of her. For the first time in her life, she truly trusted someone, and it felt exhilarating.
It was then that she watched as James moved up in front of her. Glancing up at her with a smile, he lifted her leg up over his shoulder and slid his tongue between the folds of her pussy. With a moan, her head flew back. He licked and teased her now-sensitive clit, groaning as he tasted her. He spread the folds of her sex with his thumbs, giving him better access to her cunt.
His wickedly sweet mouth glided over her flesh, teasing in all the right places, while Stone remained at her back, kissing and caressing every delicate inch of her body. Nothing had prepared her for the passions flaring between then. Nothing had ever enticed her like her two strong men.
Breathing heavy, her body quivered as Stone turned her face to take her mouth in a searing kiss. His fingers were slick and cool as he slid them between the cheeks of her ass, massaging her anus. Her eyes widened as James sucked her clit harder just as Stone eased his finger into her ass.
She relaxed as Stone pressed his finger deeper. The pressure felt naughty and so right. She practically came unhinged as James inserted his finger into her pussy, his tongue still wickedly licking and flicking at her clit.
“Oh dear God,” she cried out, arching her hips forward.
On a wild scream, she closed her eyes and came. H
er body rocked and bucked against them both. Neither stopped touching her, loving her. Slowly, her body calmed, the fiery shiver subsiding.
Then she felt their bodies shift, and she opened her eyes to see them. James remained in front of her, Stone at her back. Slick, cool lubricant coated her rear, and she knew what was coming next. Stone’s long, thick cock brushed up and down between the round globes of her ass, nestling at the entrance. She hissed as he gently entered her, stretching her asshole. James kissed her breasts, suckling her nipples before pulling her legs up around his waist. Stone remained inside her as James placed his cock at her pussy and entered her. Seated deep, both men held their positions.
Delirious, she couldn’t breathe. As they began moving inside her, the world around her ceased to exist. Every nerve ending in her body sizzled and sparked. Her head fell back as James licked, kissed, and nibbled at her neck and collarbone. Hands were everywhere on her body, her breasts, hips, back, and even her clitoris. There was no way to tell where she began and they ended.
Her pussy tingled. Spasms of pleasure ignited inside her. Instantly, her hips rolled forward, riding the cocks wedged deep within her.
“Ah,” one of them groaned, just as the pace quickened.
Over and over, they drilled deep. Their cocks filled her body to the brim. She was about to come.
“That’s it, baby,” Stone said, groaning. “Let us feel you.”
Wild and breathless, she found her release, crying to the heavens above. Her body trembled. A fevered rush whipped throughout her. Her body seemed to vibrate forever, all of her senses exhausted, useless.
Her eyes fluttered open as James sweetly kissed her lips. “Gracie, you are so beautiful.” He kissed her once more, pumping his hips forward.
The roar she heard next would have frightened her had she not heard it before. Stone and James had both found their release. Their bodies tightened around her, encasing her within their embrace.
Within a few short moments, her hands were released from the cuffs. Strong arms surrounded her, guiding her onto the blanket at her feet. Stone and James curled up beside her, snuggling as if it were winter.
“Thank you, Gracie,” Stone said huskily.
She narrowed her gaze. “Why are you thanking me? You two did all the work,” she reminded him.
Stone smiled against the side of her face. “You really can’t see it, can you?”
“See what?”
“How happy you’ve made me? How crazy in love I am with you?”
She twisted to the side so she could see him better. His eyes were as serious as she’d ever seen them.
“The feelings are mutual,” she told him, reaching up to grip the back of his head to pull him forward for a deep, openmouthed kiss.
“Don’t forget me,” James added, his hands gliding over her stomach.
Smiling, she faced him and gave him the same greedy kiss. “I still can’t believe this,” she said, leaning back onto the blanket. “I can’t believe how happy I am.”
Stone stretched out alongside her and trailed a finger up and down her side, from ribs to hip. With a chuckle in his voice, he said, “I can’t believe you let us do the things we just did to you. That’s freaking cool as shit.”
She elbowed him playfully, and he gave an exaggerated grunt. “So not funny,” she said with a muffled giggle.
He then leaned closer to her, his mouth just above her ear. “Seriously, Gracie, James and I are here to stay, and you’re never getting rid of us.”
James moved in for a kiss. “Never,” he repeated, and strangely, she believed them.
Her heart fluttered wildly, and more joy than she’d ever felt exploded from within her. “Good,” she replied, loving them more than she ever thought possible. “I wouldn’t want it any other way.”
As the three of them lay joined together, she could’ve cried. Everything was perfect. For the first time in her life she was in love and loved in return.
Never in her life had she expected a moment like this to be possible, but here she was cradled between her sweet and caring James and her hard but soft Stone. The new life she had was exactly what she wanted it to be, and her new family was as sublime as a new day.
Glancing over at Stone, her heart beat a little faster. Everything that was amazing started with him. None of this would’ve happened if he hadn’t approached her. Stone and James truly were temptations she could never live without. Luckily, she would never have to.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Morgan Fox currently resides in Texas and has been writing romance for as long as she can remember. As a teenager she wrote dozens of short stories about love, loss, danger, and of course the seductive bad boy.
A graduate from the University of Texas at Dallas, she was raised in Florida but navigated to Texas as quickly as she could. Most days, you can find Morgan on her computer diving headlong into her fierce imagination, where anything can happen.
When not writing, or thinking about writing, she enjoys cycling with her husband and reading all kinds of romance novels. Finding time for all things she loves can be challenging, but with a supportive husband, all things are possible.
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Table of Contents
Title Page
Copyright Page
Dedication
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
About the Author
