The Divine Creek Ranch Collection Volume 4

by Heather Rainier

  A moan escaped her lips as Evan spread her pussy lips and pushed his big, hard cock into her slick channel with one stroke. Sucking as she moaned, Rosemary glanced again at the mirror, and her pussy drew up at the sight. Wes stood over her as she kneeled in front of him, so formidable, holding her hair back in one hand and guiding her head with the other hand, setting the rhythm for her, which was fine with her. She wanted to give him whatever he needed.

  Evan was utterly hot as he flexed his hips and thrust his long, thick cock in another slow, deep stroke. “You feel so fucking good, Rosie.”

  “Arch your back so Evan can see your pussy as you take his cock, baby.”

  Rosemary complied with Wes’s command and moaned at the pure sensuality of their grouping in front of the mirror. Arching her back also made it easier for her to watch Evan’s cock slide into her cunt. She gripped his cock with her pussy muscles as he slid a hand around her hip and stroked his rough fingertips through her slippery pussy lips, finding and tormenting her clit until pulses rippled inside her and her body tensed for orgasm. Rosemary ground her hips back against him with each thrust.

  “That’s right, Rosie. Ride my cock.” Evan trapped her clit between two fingers and began a new up-and-down motion, dragging her sensitive bud back and forth. Her mewling cries grew louder the closer she came to the edge. Wes’s breathing became erratic, and his strokes went deeper before he finally stopped her and she released him from her suctioning mouth.

  Evan growled and wrapped his other arm around her torso, pulling her back to his chest. He held her tightly as his thrusts increased in force along with the stroking at her clit. Tension balled up inside Rosemary, and she ground against him, reveling in the sexy, wet sound of their flesh pounding together.

  “That’s right, Rosie. Don’t hold back,” Evan whispered as she watched in the mirror again. He caught her gaze there and held it as Wes gripped the base of his shaft, delaying his release.

  The clenching spasms began as Evan groaned deeply, and she threw her head back and cried out as the orgasm crested over her, her pussy squeezing Evan’s cock with a sensual rhythm until his own release hit a moment later. He pounded into her twice more and held her tight as his cum filled her pussy. He kissed her shoulder as he shuddered with aftershocks and caught his breath.

  She sighed happily as she watched him withdraw his still partially erect cock from her dripping pussy and whispered to him, “I love you.”

  Evan leaned forward and kissed her lips. “I love you too, Rosie. You make me a happy man. Get ready because I think Wes is about to give it to you rough.”

  She giggled and bit her lip as her pussy convulsed in an aftershock at the thought.

  Wes turned her so she faced the mirror she’d been watching and Evan was beside them, and Wes kneeled behind her. “Still your favorite position, baby?” Wes asked in a deep, gravelly voice as he drew her to him so her spread thighs were wide open and her knees were positioned outside of his. Her heart fluttered because she knew that he knew this was her favorite position with him behind her, pulled back against him with her thighs spread wide. He had complete control in this position, and she loved it for that reason. The only movement she had was what he allowed her with how tightly he held her to him. “Hmmm?”

  Realizing she hadn’t answered his question, she responded, “Oh, yes.”

  Her voice sounded shaky as she watched his hands slide from her hips to her breasts. The contrast between his dark, tanned hands and her lily-white skin was stark in the filtered light.

  He reached up and pulled her hair away and pressed heated kisses along her throat and shoulders. She watched as he flexed his hips and nudged her pussy opening with the head of his granite-hard erection. She tilted her hips and took him in when he slid through her juices, a soft gasp escaping from her as she watched him thrust hard and lodge every inch of his cock deep inside her pussy. She could see that her pussy was drenched with the slick evidence of her arousal and loved watching the way his thick shaft stretched her lips wide, his girth making her tingle with each thrust.

  “Damn, I love fucking you,” Wes groaned as he pulled his dark-red shaft out, soaking wet and shiny, and immediately breached her opening again.

  Rosemary arched against him, never taking her eyes from their joined bodies as he repeated the move over and over, thrilling her every time he entered her again until his cock was dripping with her juices.

  “Beautiful,” Evan murmured as he sat back and watched, stroking his now fully erect cock in time with their movements.

  Wes slid one hand up her torso to squeeze and stroke one breast while his other hand trailed down to her opened pussy. He teased her clit with gentle strokes, making her tighten up on him. He growled with approval and increased the pressure as his other hand slid from her breast, up her chest to her throat. She gasped and moaned as he gripped her throat very gently and increased the force of his thrusts as he pressed harder on her clit. She felt completely claimed, controlled, as he held her that way with her head tilted back against his shoulder. The final straw fell when he brought two fingers together and slowly pinched her clit, applying gentle but firm pressure.

  Rosemary shuddered and screamed as her pussy clenched on his cock, and her hips jerked against his involuntarily. “Oh! Wes!”

  “That’s it, baby.” Wes thrust harder and faster, and Rosemary was dimly aware that Evan set the same pace with his stroking until he groaned loudly as he came. Wes slammed his cock deep and cried out blissfully as he pulsed inside her, giving her his cum as well.

  Ecstasy rolled through her as she melted in Wes’s arms, their bodies coated with each other’s perspiration. He released her throat and held her securely and kept her just like that for several minutes as they caught their breath and recovered.

  Wes breathed deep and said, “You’re just as hot as a firecracker, Rosemary Garner.”

  Rosemary giggled and replied, “Long as you’re the ones lighting the fuse.”

  Evan pulled a clean handkerchief from his jeans pocket and used it, dressed quickly, then went in search of something for her to clean up with. He returned a few seconds later with a box of facial tissues and helped her to her feet.

  As she slipped on her sandals, she gazed at them both and smiled. They were brothers, and yet they were such a study in contrasts, Wes, golden blond and green eyed, and Evan, dark headed and brown eyed. But they were completely devoted to her, and that was what mattered most. Suddenly the timing felt perfect.

  “Just so you know, my hours at the store are cutting back immediately. I’ve already talked to Randy and we’re making the change a permanent one. I’m still going to help when I can but I’m turning over the title of ‘Johnny on the Spot’ to Bernadette.”

  Wes smiled happily, once again her gentle, easygoing lover. “What did Randy say when you told him?”

  Rosemary grinned at them both. “Congratulations.”

  Evan quirked an eyebrow and said, “That’s an odd thing to say to news like that.”

  Rosemary shrugged and giggled. “Well, it seemed appropriate in light of the fact that I’m carrying your baby.”

  “What!” Wes cried out, jumping up like he’d been electrocuted. He grabbed her up and spun her around.

  “You’re pregnant?” Evan gasped, so shocked he looked like he went a bit pale. “We’re gonna have a baby?”

  Giggling as Wes spun her around again, she said, “Yup. And you better stop spinning me if you don’t want me to toss my cookies.”

  Wes set her gently on her feet and steadied her. “Oh, sorry. Hot damn! We’re gonna have a baby!” Wes hollered and high-fived his brother.

  Rosemary rolled her eyes and grinned. “Well, technically, I’ll be the one doing the ‘having,’ but yes. Congratulations, daddies!”

  Wes grabbed her to him and kissed her soundly on the lips and then allowed Evan to pull her to him for an equally hot, happy kiss.

  As they left the dressing room, Wes said, “I think we should t
ake Rosemary home for a nap. If I’d known she was expecting I never would’ve pushed her so hard.”

  “I know. I agree. She was tired earlier,” Evan said over her head. “I think she could use a nap, especially since it’s so hot today. That can’t be good for her in this condition.”

  “Oh, hell. It starts already,” Rosemary groaned as her men each took an arm and escorted carefully her to the door. “I should’ve waited until I was showing. You two had better not start discussin’ me like I’m not in the room. I’m not made of porcelain.”

  “Of course you’re not, baby,” Wes murmured as he helped her over the threshold. “I’ll call Grace and let her know we’ll be back later.”

  “I want to share the good news with her and the girls tonight, so don’t tell her.”

  “I won’t. You can tell her when we bring you back to the ranch…after your nap.”

  Evan patted her back. “You’ll feel all better after your nap.”

  “Who said I felt bad? I don’t need a nap.”

  Actually, a nap sounds peachy, but I can’t let them boss me, can I?

  Chapter Six

  With his beautiful wife and son playing nearby, Ash Peterson stood chest deep in the water and watched the activity in and around Grace’s swimming pool with lazy enjoyment.

  Juliana meandered over to him with their little toddler, Will, splashing in a baby floaty ring. She hooked her arm around Ash’s shoulder and gave him a quick kiss. “Jayne is sure getting some warm looks from the single men at this gathering.” Two of Ash’s recently hired hands were currently flirting with Jayne Sheridan. They’d claimed their seats on the edge of the pool moments after Seth had excused himself to go get him and Jayne a plate of food. “I hope they act like gentlemen when Seth returns with her lunch.” Seth Carter kept an eye on his competition from where he stood waiting near the large barbeque pit underneath the covered deck.

  Ash nodded as he surreptitiously slid his hand down Juliana’s bare back to the edge of her swimsuit, just over the crack of her sweet, curvy ass. He slid his finger into the suit, and she gasped and did as he had hoped and moved closer to him as she wiggled away from his tickling fingers.

  “Ash, someone will see,” she whispered furtively as his hand ventured farther south over her swimsuit and he slid a finger through one of her leg openings.

  Acting like he hadn’t heard her, Ash grinned. “Buck and Chad are good guys. Just testing the waters is all. Can’t say I blame them.”

  Jayne laughed at something one of them said but seemed to be keeping her eyes on Seth. When he approached, laden down with food and sodas, she spoke to the cowboys but gestured to Seth, obviously informing them that she wanted Seth to rejoin her. The cowboys leaped up and both helped her to a standing position and greeted Seth, then went over to the coolers for another beer.

  Satisfied, Ash said, “See? Perfect gentlemen. Would I hire bad guys?”

  Juliana scoffed. “Let’s withhold judgment until they have a few more beers in them.”

  Ash shook his head. “When I invited the hands I told them they had a two-beer limit while at this get-together and they couldn’t show up already drunk from somewhere else. I told them this is a respectable, family-type gathering.”

  Juliana gazed up at him with her hypnotic wolf-blue eyes and in a breathy whisper asked, “Then can you explain to me why you’re fingering my pussy under my swimsuit with all our friends nearby?”

  Will gurgled and splashed playfully in his floating toy as they held it securely, and Ash replied, “I’m holding Will in front of us so no one can se-ee! Hey!” He jerked and coughed when toddler Will splashed him right in the face as Juliana caressed and cupped his balls through his swim trunks.

  “Turnabout is fair play, cowboy,” she replied with a soft, sexy giggle. “I’m so glad you’ve adjusted to wearing swim trunks.”

  Ash stifled a happy groan as she ran the palm of her hand over his cock and balls again. He would’ve thought the cold pool water would discourage a hard-on, but that wasn’t the case as his dick tingled and awakened.

  “I’ve discovered the benefits.”

  Juliana kissed his shoulder. “This wouldn’t feel near as good if you had on denim cutoffs and underwear, now would it?”

  Ash grinned and chuckled. “No. It’d still feel pretty damn good, it’s just a little more intense because the fabric is so thi–in!” He jerked again when her fingertips slid back behind his testicles and pressed against his asshole. “Woman, you’re playing with fire.”

  He put the lie to his words when he pressed against her questing hand and growled.

  “I love it when you say stuff like that with your Southern drawl, cowboy. I can tell it’s getting to ya.”

  Juliana loved anal sex with him, but that only went one way. He’d never wanted anything in his ass, but for the last few months, to liven things up, sometimes she’d stroked and played with his asshole with a little lubricant to help things along. She’d even mentioned trying a prostate massage on him sometime. He still clenched at the thought but had to admit he was more open to it than he had been. He didn’t have any idea where she’d gotten her information from, but she seemed to know what she was talking about. Maybe one day he’d let her try it out.

  While she held on to the baby floaty, Ash casually scooted in behind her, looking like all he was doing was cuddling his wife against his chest at the pool’s edge. “You get to me, all right, pretty lady.”

  He slid his hand flat against her back, around her waist, and inside her suit. Juliana gasped and bit her lip, inclining her head so no one could see her face behind the brim of her floppy hat as his hand slid straight down her abdomen to her slit, finding it silky and slippery with arousal.

  “Lift your knees, darlin’. I’ve got a good hold of you.”

  She did as he asked, leaning against him and lifting her knees to hide his intrusion inside her suit in case anyone could see them. He grunted with approval and smiled as she relaxed against him.

  Will started singing some nonsensical song at the top of his lungs, and Ash and Juliana both laughed softly as he stroked her clit. This was the good stuff. He had a happy, though sleepy-looking kid, a beautiful, sexy wife, and a very contented life. He just didn’t see how it could get any better.

  Looking up, he noticed Grace making her way toward them with baby Rose Marie on her hip. He groaned at the imminent interruption as Juliana arched her back and started riding the finger he’d slid inside her pussy. When she started in with that circular, grinding move he knew she loved what he was doing, and he was sorry to make her stop. She looked up at him with those soft, sexy eyes in confusion as he withdrew his hand and then turned when he said, “Hi, Grace.” Go ’way, Grace.

  “Hey, guys. I’m putting Rose Marie down for her nap upstairs. The playpen is set up for you if you want to put Will down with her, then you two can play for a bit, without having to worry about him. Ethan’s mom will have the baby monitor on inside.”

  Ash was suddenly grateful for the interruption. Bless you, Grace!

  “Sure!” Juliana said enthusiastically as she looked back at Ash. “I’ll go put him down and be right back.”

  “Sure thing, darlin’.” He helped her out of the pool and extricated a still-singing Will from his floaty.

  Juliana crouched down to take him and whispered, “Hold that thought until I get back, cowboy.”

  His cock got even harder at the sultry tone she used. “You betcha, pretty lady.”

  He heard a horse nicker nearby and waved back at Angel, Joaquin, and Teresa as they trotted by on horseback, headed out for a ride. Angel and Joaquin had grown up in an equine-oriented household, and so it was natural that they’d help Teresa to become comfortable on the back of a horse. They’d even acquired ponies for Michael, and eventually Eleazar, to ride on. For now, Eleazar always rode with one of his daddies and was already very comfortable on horseback.

  Seth and Jayne had returned to the edge of the pool and were dan
gling their feet in the water when Ash heard Charity call out, “Hey, Jayne! I have that swimsuit you wanted to borrow. Come on in the house.”

  Ash smiled at the deer-in-the-headlights look Jayne gave Charity.

  “Come on, Jayne! It’ll look great!” Charity called with an expression of glee on her face.

  Jayne turned to Seth and looked like she was apologizing, but he put up his hand to stop her, stood from the edge of the pool, and helped her up. Jayne’s cheeks turned fire-engine red when he pulled his T-shirt over his head, unzipped his cuffed-up raggedy jeans, and pushed them down. She seemed relieved when he revealed swim trunks much like the ones Ash had on. Ash was impressed by Seth’s extensive body art and noticed that Jayne appeared dazed as she stared at him.

  Ash liked Seth’s method, combining a solution-oriented mindset with a little “shock and awe” thrown in to keep things lively. Jayne nodded as Seth cupped her shoulders and quietly spoke. From his vantage point, it seemed Seth was trying to put her at ease. Ash was willing to bet they were the next couple joining the group permanently.

  Fifteen minutes later, Juliana returned with Jayne in tow. His wife was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen in her cherry-red one-piece suit, but Jayne was looking noteworthy, too, in a sexy black one piece with more cut-outs than covering. He nearly choked on the beer he was sipping when he glanced over at Seth, who was already in the pool, and saw the way he reacted when he saw Jayne. The guy’s jaw dropped, his eyes bugged, and Ash overheard his softly voiced verbal reaction. “Holy fuck.”

  Seth seemed like a fairly serious guy, not prone to great shows of emotion, though it was very clear he was interested in Jayne Sheridan.

  Yup, another man done gone.

  One of the ranch hands let out a long, low wolf whistle, and Jayne tripped slightly as she made her way back to the pool. Seth was waiting for her as she returned to her seat at the edge. Ash recognized the determined gleam in Seth’s eyes and imagined that he’d worn it himself a time or two when he’d been courting Juliana.