The Divine Creek Ranch Collection Volume 4

by Heather Rainier

Juliana lowered herself to sit on the edge of the pool next to Ash and rubbed his shoulders and spoke in a low voice. “Those two are done for, I think. Look at the way he stares at her.”

  Ash turned so that he was now facing her, positioned between her thighs. “I’d rather look at you.”

  Juliana snickered and bent down to kiss him. “Good response, Mr. Peterson.”

  Ash leered at her satiny ivory-toned cleavage. “Darlin’, I just remembered there’s something I want to show you in the barn.”

  Juliana’s eyebrows furrowed for a second, and then a knowing smile appeared on her pretty face. “Oh, yeah?”

  “There are two new foals and there’s…a saddle, yeah, a new saddle in the tack room I think you’d like. It’s hand-tooled leather and I think you might enjoy using it sometime.” His cock got even harder at the thought of how he wanted her to use it—stark naked, bent over it at just the right height for him to fuck her from behind. His only problem now was that he needed to climb out of the water in a suit that left little to the imagination about the tent pole in his swim trunks.

  He bit his lip, and Juliana looked down and noticed the bulge through the few inches of rippling water. Juliana got up, pulled one of the big beach towels from the stack on the table nearby, and handed it to him as he lifted himself from the edge of the pool.

  “Here’s something for that rather impressive towel rack you’re sporting.”

  “Woman,” he growled, secretly enjoying the sparkle in her teasing eyes. He dried off quickly while facing the house and wrapped the towel around his waist. He slipped on the rubber flip-flops that he still didn’t enjoy wearing, even though they were a better choice than his cowboy boots at the moment, and waited while Juliana put on her cover-up and whispered something to Grace.

  Juliana placed her hand in his. “I told her we were taking a little stroll down to the barn to see the new foals.”

  “What did she say?”

  Juliana giggled. “Have fun and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

  Ash chuckled as he grabbed bottles of water from a cooler. “Well, that leaves us with lots of options.”

  “I really do want to see the new babies, though.” Juliana made him jump when she slid the icy-cold bottle down his spine. His cock did not approve of the suggested detour, but he was a sucker for a beautiful redhead.

  * * * *

  Seth reached for Jayne, to help her into the pool, as she lowered herself to the edge, beating out the other two cowboys who had flirted with her earlier.

  Although she seemed self-conscious, he thought she was a knockout in the swimsuit that Charity had brought for her. It was a one piece, made up of triangles joined together so that more of her was revealed than hidden. She put her hands cautiously on his shoulders as he gripped her curvy waist, enjoying the feel of her warm, satiny skin against his fingertips, thanks to all those cutouts.

  “You look fantastic, Jayne. Do you need more sunscreen?”

  “No, I just applied the waterproof stuff a few minutes ago. I should be okay for a while.”

  Regretting the missed opportunity, he helped her into the pool. She shuddered and the black suit glistened in the sun against her creamy, pale skin. He bit his lip when he noticed her hardening nipples.

  “Oh, man, it’s c–cold.” She took a breath and submerged herself for a moment and then broke the surface slowly, looking like a raven-haired mermaid now that her hair was wet. Water beaded and dripped from her chin and earlobes and gathered her dark eyelashes into pretty, spiky clumps, and his heart did a weird little lurch. The sunlight on the water sparkled in her unusual eyes as he watched her looking at his tattoos. She licked her lip, and he was glad he was submerged chest deep in the water when his cock hardened at the sight.

  “What was it like when you got the first one?”

  Seth pointed to the black-and-gray biomechanical tattoo on his left biceps. “This was the first one. I got it when I was twenty-one,” he said as they both leaned back, side by side, against the pool’s edge. “The first minute or so, I remember thinking, ‘Whoa, what have I just signed on for?’ I was an art student in Denver and I had the average American male fascination with body art and figured since I’d come of age I’d celebrated by getting a tattoo. It hurt like fire the first couple of minutes but then the pain dulled and became bearable. I was fascinated watching it come to life.”

  He pointed at the tattooed gear mechanism that was drawn to look as though it were a mechanical arm which was partially visible behind a cloak of bony scales. “I liked it so much, I asked for more, and by the time my friend, and eventually my teacher, was done, I had two full sleeves. By my final year in school, I’d made enough money to pay off my school loans doing tattoos on the side.”

  “How long did this take? May I?” She held her hand a couple of inches away from his arm.

  “Sure.” Although chilled from the water, her gentle fingertip sent a fiery bolt of electricity up his arm and straight down to his cock. He breathed deep and hid his response because she was so self-conscious about touching him. “Both sleeves took several sessions over the course of a year. I didn’t want a collection of different designs but something that looked cohesive, and this is what we came up with.”

  She gave him a questioning glance. “H. R. Giger?”

  Impressed, Seth replied, “Yes. I was a big fan at the time. Still am.”

  “Very dark surrealism. I’m a fan of the Alien movie series.”

  “You? Really?”

  Jayne’s mischievous grin captivated him. “You might be surprised what I’m a fan of. My DVD collection’s pop-culture iconography runs the gamut.”

  Maybe I’ll get a chance to see for myself. “I have an odd question for you.” Jayne tilted her head and her direct gaze made him feel a little self-conscious as she waited. “What color are your eyes?”

  Jayne chuckled and the feminine, amused sound was sexy as hell. “Depends on the time of day and what colors are around me. They’re mostly blue right now, I would imagine.” She gestured to the pool water surrounding them. “But they’re blue, green, brown, and light golden brown. Odd, I know.” She flicked her lashes closed before looking up at him.

  “Not odd at all. Beautiful and striking. It’s hard not to stare.”

  She chuckled again. “I know the feeling.” He noticed when she veered the subject of their conversation back to him. “So your teacher did these?” Her fingertip sliding over his bicep was both arousing and distracting.

  “Yes, Jim Durbin. He has a tattoo studio in Morehead. Desired Ink.”

  “I see. So will you—”

  “Hey, Jayne!” one of the cowboys who’d been flirting with her earlier called out, interrupting her. “Want to play volleyball with us?”

  Jayne smiled but shook her head. “No thanks, Buck. I’m not much for ball sports.”

  Her cousin Charity snickered from her lounge chair as she got up. “Oh, I’m all for anything that gets balls flying in my face.”

  Seth and Jayne laughed at Charity’s comment, but then she turned to him and murmured, “I want to hear more about your tattoos.”

  “You’re a librarian. I’ll bet you already know most anything I could tell you.”

  “You’d be surprised by just how limited my knowledge is on some subjects.” As soon as the comment was out of her mouth she bit her lip, and her cheeks turned a rosy hue. “But I don’t want to bore you either.”

  “Where do you want me to start?”

  * * * *

  Juliana turned her wolf-blue, smoldering eyes on Ash from her position draped over the padded leather saddle. “Well, you can start by fucking me instead of teasing me!”

  “Now, darlin’. No need for a potty mouth,” Ash admonished with mock primness. “It was a simple question. I was just admiring this lovely derriere.” He placed a kiss on the aforementioned adorable posterior. Juliana moaned softly and lifted her ass to him, displaying her glistening, ready pussy.

  The saddl
e she was draped over was the perfect height to fuck her from behind. They had the added security that it was located in the tack room, which very conveniently had a hasp and padlock that worked from the inside. He’d never known why that was there but had been looking forward to making use of it for a while. All they had to worry about was being quiet and it was very unlikely that anyone would even know what they were up to. Unlikely, but not impossible. Ash knew the uncertainty must’ve been getting to Juliana because her pussy was dripping with her cream.

  He squatted down, and she raised her head and looked at him with shock in her eyes. He grinned and then dove in, devouring her pussy from behind, rubbing his mutton chops lightly against her inner thighs and pussy in a way that he knew drove her wild as he licked up her slick cream. She was tangy and flavorful on his tongue, and his cock seeped with the evidence of how long his release had been denied. Her cunt clenched around his tongue as he slid it though her wet slit, and she moaned again.

  “Ash, please, please, please fuck me. I need you, cowboy.” Using that endearment in such a sexy tone was all he needed to see things her way.

  Gripping his cock in one hand, Ash rose and crowded her from behind. She hummed a happy assent, arching her back and bracing for his entry with her tiptoes on the stand. He slid the dripping head of his cock against her slippery opening.

  “Damn, you’re one hot woman, darlin’. This is gonna be hard and fast.”

  “Quit fucking around and give it to me,” she growled softly.

  Mmm, but I love me a feisty woman!

  Ash grinned, grasped her ass cheeks, and spread them, opening her further to him, causing her to exhale sharply in surprise. He plunged into her sleek pussy with one smooth stroke, burying himself deep in her quivering heat.

  “Oh, yes!” they both cried out simultaneously.

  She wiggled and squirmed beneath him, trying to gyrate on his cock.

  “Remember, darlin’, there’s no roof on this room. Anyone out in the barn can hear if we get too loud.”

  Juliana panted and nodded as she fucked herself on his cock when he leaned into her a bit. He couldn’t take too much of that, though, and wanted her to come first, so he reached around her hip to her pussy and began stroking her clit as he thrust. She moved with him in a fluid dance, moaning softly. She relaxed and let her long, beautiful red hair hang down the other side of the saddle as she focused on how she felt and less on watching him.

  “That’s right, darlin’. Feel good?”

  She whispered, “You fuck me so good. Harder, cowboy.”

  “Want it hard?”

  “Ride me hard.”

  Holding on to her hip with one hand and fingering her slippery, swollen clit with the other, he felt it when her cunt drew up as the tension built inside her. She was close to coming, and so was he. Each thrust into her perfect, hot little cunt drove him near to insanity, unsure if he’d be able to remain quiet when he came. The inferno grew inside him, arcing down his spine as his hips flexed in rapid rhythm and gathering in his balls as they drew tight. He changed his angle slightly and was rewarded with her soft cry and the sight of her gorgeous body bowing as she reacted to the repeated strumming of her G-spot.

  She raised her head and mewled softly. “It’s coming, Ash. Oh, I’m coming! Yes!”

  He didn’t care if anyone heard them as he growled deeply and his orgasm hit him the same time her pussy convulsed in climax. “Fuck, yeah.” He thrust hard against her, riding the pulsing waves with her until he couldn’t move anymore, and then laid his forehead against her spine. The only sounds were their combined panting as they caught their breath, and the occasional nicker of a nearby horse.

  “Think anyone heard us?” she asked as he pulled reluctantly from the heat of her snug, silky embrace.

  He listened quietly as he pulled a box of tissues from a shelf, absently wondering who needed tissues out in the tack room, and replied, “It doesn’t sound like it. Shit!”

  Juliana lifted up off the saddle and looked at him over her shoulder again, her hair a mass of untamed waves now that it was drying in the afternoon heat. Her cheeks were rosy with her afterglow as were her chest and throat. It pleased a primitive part of him that his fair-skinned wife bore such an obvious marker that he’d done right by her. He hated to ruin the happy, languorous mood she was in.

  “What is it?”

  He pulled several tissues from the box and handed them to her and then cleaned himself up a bit and looked into her eyes. She squinted at what was no doubt a sheepish grin on his unrepentant face and answered her own question. “We forgot a fucking condom…again!”

  Chapter Seven

  Teresa nodded silently when Joaquin patted his thighs as they reached the back end of the Divine Creek Ranch, near the small waterway it was named for. She could see the heat in his smoldering green eyes and knew he wanted to do more than take a simple horseback ride with her. He’d teasingly suggested on several occasions that they should try this but hadn’t acted on it until today.

  As she released one foot from her stirrup, the warm breeze caressed the bare flesh beneath the hem of her sundress. Joaquin caught the reins on her horse, Adoración, and drew Deseo closer so they were juxtaposed alongside each other. She reached out for Joaquin, and he lifted her as though she weighed nothing and placed her in front of him, facing him. The breeze lifted the loose hem of her sundress again, exposing her clear to the tops of her thighs.

  Joaquin growled softly, causing her pussy to tremble at the desirous sound. “I’m so glad I asked you to leave the panties in the truck now.” She was too. She’d waited all during lunch, getting hotter and wetter, wondering what their plan was.

  At Joaquin’s side, his brother, Angel, the other great love of her life, nodded in agreement as she smiled up at him.

  “I feel very naughty.”

  Joaquin’s chest vibrated with a chuckle. “You’re going to feel a whole lot naughtier before this little excursion is over. Angel has plans for you too.”

  Teresa looked into Angel’s golden-brown eyes. “You do?”

  “Yes, beautiful. I want to watch you ride Joaquin’s cock on horseback and then you’ll find out what I’m going to do with you.”

  The thought made Teresa squirm in Joaquin’s lap, drawing a happy groan from him. Her gaze locked with his, and she smiled as she unhooked his silver-plated belt buckle and unbuttoned the fly on his Wranglers. “I’m not sure how good a job I’m gonna do of saving the horse while I ride the cowboy.”

  “Funny, sugar.” Joaquin helped her, leaning back and drawing the zipper down. “Deseo doesn’t mind, remember?”

  How could she ever forget the night Joaquin had proposed while they’d taken a moonlight ride together on Deseo’s back? The bright moonlight had given the landscape an ethereal, dreamlike quality as Joaquin had shared what was in his heart. From that day to this she’d never looked back with regret.

  Angel ambled up beside them to watch and help as he scanned the area around them, making sure they were completely alone, before lifting the skirt of her dress out of the way. Teresa’s cunt spasmed with need as her naked flesh was exposed to the open air.

  Joaquin parted his fly, revealing his convenient commando state and fisted his thick cock. “Ready to ride, sugar?” His voice was deep with lust.

  At her nod, he wrapped his other arm around her back and lifted as she placed her thighs on top of his, braced the balls of her feet on the insteps of his boots in the stirrups, and arched her back. She felt his blunt head at her slippery, wet opening and squirmed against him, causing both Joaquin and his brother to groan.

  Angel moved ahead of them, and Teresa surmised he was watching as her pussy took Joaquin’s cock in tiny increments as she moved. She knew Angel enjoyed watching her take them, one at a time or both at the same time. She delighted in providing the show for him and waited as Joaquin held her tightly and slid in by careful degrees, impressing her with his tremendous strength and control.

  Dese
o shifted beneath them, but Joaquin held him steady and turned him toward a shady stand of trees in the distance. Deseo walked at a slow pace, with Angel leading her horse, Adoración, right beside them. Her heart pounded when Angel reached over and slid his hand between them and caressed her engorged pussy lips and her clit. Joaquin whispered to Deseo and his gait increased to a light canter, which nudged the head of Joaquin’s cock in and out between her lips with a maddeningly erotic motion. A moan came from her, and she laid her forehead against Joaquin’s shoulder as she redoubled her efforts to get more of his cock inside her.

  “Teresa, you feel so damned good. I’ve looked forward to this for a long time. Ready to pick up the pace?”

  She wanted all of him, and she was ready to start begging as Angel continued teasing her clit. Her cunt ached with a deep need, and she cried out, “Please, yes, Joaquin!” She was already writhing toward climax as he finally released her and she slammed down on his cock, crying out in triumph. Angel pulled his hand back and let his brother have the moment.

  Joaquin spoke to the horse, and the strong animal quickened his pace, moving from a canter to a long-legged, smooth gallop that she matched in his arms. The hot wind blew around her naked flesh, and she’d never felt wilder as she rode Joaquin with abandon. A lump clenched in her throat at the sounds of absolute pleasure Joaquin made as he rocked with her, somehow dividing his focus between controlling the speed of the horse as he held her securely and let her move to her heart’s content.

  “Faster?”

  “Oh, yes!”

  Deseo broke into a full gallop, and Teresa bit her lip as her cunt clenched and the bowstring inside her snapped, releasing the explosion of her climax at the pounding rhythm.

  Joaquin growled in approval and swallowed her cries of pleasure with his kisses until he threw back his head and cried out with his own orgasm as his release pumped inside her. Her pussy throbbed as she held on to his shoulders, the echoes of her peak shuddering through her. He slowed their pace as they finally entered the stand of trees, and Teresa sighed blissfully as they were enveloped in the shade.