Triple K Set

by Beck, J. L.

  Wade wore a huge grin as he reached forward and tugged her jeans off with a good, firm yank.

  “Oooh!” she exclaimed as her butt thumped back to the ground.

  His eyes must have deepened by two whole shades as he stared at her bare skin.

  Her bra and underwear had long since been useless and left back at the cabin, so indeed, she was sitting out at the oak stand, on her own land, stripped to the skin.

  He finally pulled his eyes away and seemed to be setting their lunch out.

  Kanda gulped again. “So, you just want me to sit naked and eat lunch?”

  Nodding his head, he handed her an apple. “You will be eating lunch.”

  Her brow furrowed up as she took the apple and stared at it. “And what will you be eat…?” Her voce faded away as it finally dawned on her.

  Wade nodded his head as he saw she did finally see the light of his naughty plan. He lay her back and opened her shapely thighs. “I assumed since you were inexperienced in sex, that you never…?” He gazed into her stunned eyes.

  Almost horrified, she shook her head. Hell no, I never! To allow a man to—to—

  He lowered his fingers and hot mouth to her folds.

  Kanda’s head landed on the grass, with eyes wide and her body in a state of utter shock.

  Wade opened her folds and moaned low as he dipped his tongue to her exposed button.

  Kanda’s body jumped with the feeling of his hot mouth all over her…

  Reaching up, he lay her back down with one hand, his mouth still latched to her clit.

  He lapped and suckled her, as she nearly went mad with feeling. Every nerve in her body came alive while she gazed up at the canopy of the huge oak tree. Oh, my gawd, I’m done for, they’ll bury me right here ’neath the oak tree… I’m so gonna die from this!

  Kanda panted and tried to get away from this storm, this blaze of fire called Wade’s mouth. He kept licking and sucking till she thought she would pop like a Chinese firecracker.

  Unexpectedly, he eased a finger into her wetness as he licked her clit.

  “Oh, no!” she shouted, as now her hips betrayed her by automatically pushing toward him to get more.

  He then pushed another in, pumping them in and out of her wetness while keeping up with the oral pleasuring to her clit button.

  “Ahh,” she panted out… “I can’t believe—?” She felt her stomach tighten and the muscles all jumped in her legs.

  Just at that moment, he stuck a third finger in and she felt filled up to the hilt. Her climax peaked and she felt her juices flow around his fingers. “Oh! I’m gonna…” Her hips rose as she oragasmed and her eyes widened as she realized Wade was drawing her cum from her with his mouth as she came. It made her feel like her insides were burning while her outsides shook like jelly. The feeling grew and spiraled out of control to an overwhelming roll of warm erotic pleasure. The oak tree seemed to spin above her as her body grew hot and cold all at the same time. She then let out a scream of pure mindless ecstasy.

  Wade slowed his motions and kept on lapping up her cum. “Mmm,” he groaned with his last few licks. “The best lunch I ever had.”

  Her panting grew louder as she tried to catch her breath. “Oh—huh—I never—?”

  He raised his head and chuckled. “Yeah, I know. That’s why I wanted to do it so badly.” He gave her a wink.

  Kanda fought to control her breathing and to come to grips with the e incredible knowledge of what she never knew a man could do to a woman…well, the right man, anyway.

  Sliding his body up, Wade rested his weight on his elbows as he gazed down at her. “So, you thought that just having my um…donger in you, that would be it?”

  Kanda shook her head. “I never knew.” She swallowed heavily, then stared at him. Donger? She rifled through her addled brain and when she finally realized what he meant, she let out a shaky laugh.

  He smiled and lowered his face closer. “I can’t wait to just keep poppin’ your cherries.”

  Kanda knew she just blushed as his intense stare watched her. “It was—well, holy hell!” she exclaimed.

  Laughing, he rose up and let out a satisfied sigh.

  Kanda sat up shakily and gazed at him. “What about you?”

  Wade glanced over at her. “Whaddaya mean?”

  She smiled shyly. “I mean, you didn’t have—didn’t get…”

  “Crickey!” He grinned at her. “I feel better than I have in the longest time, Kandy. That is the fair dinkum. Don’t you worry about it.”

  She batted her eyes at him, ’cause he was talking funny again and she only understood half what he just said. “What was that funny holiday you talked about? The one they have just for men in Australia?”

  He slowly looked directly over at her. “You mean Steak & a Blowjob Day?” He laughed a little. “No, Kandy girl. That’s for shelias with a bit more experience. You aren’t ready for that.”

  She straightened her bare shoulders. “Who says?”

  Abrupt like, he grabbed her up and looked into her eyes.

  Kanda felt her mouth dry up. This Aussie man might just be the death of her heart if she wasn’t careful.

  “I’m a pretty large man, Kandy. Plus, you haven’t done that before, have you?”

  She shook her head. “I wouldn’t ever let a man do—”

  “See? It’s an act that may be a little too much for you.”

  “No one tells me what I can handle, Wade Monroe!”

  Studying her face, he stilled and stared into her eyes. “Maybe we’ll try it sometime, okay?”

  Kanda felt stupid all the sudden. Then, she got a naughty inkling of an idea. Yeah, she could spring it on him later… She tried to hide her smile. Maybe even hog-tie him again. This man needed to be tied up every once in a while to teach him what’s good for him. Then she abruptly remembered the spankin’ he gave her for tying him up before. Tilting her head, she realized she’d liked the spanking. A giggle slipped from her. If anybody ever knew? No one would believe it anyway.

  “Dare I ask what’s causing your little rip-snortin’?”

  Shaking her head, she bit at her lip. “I feel higher than a floating balloon, ya know?” She kept chuckling. “All this hot sex? After I lived like a dried up ole’ nun, my whole life?”

  Wade looked intense again as he reached out and passed his fingers over her nipples.

  Shivering from his touch, her stomach coiled again. He always does that, takes me off guard, surprising me every other god damned minute. I ain’t ever met a man who could do that, even when they tried hard.

  Then abruptly, Wade stood up with her blouse in his hands. “I’ll help you dress. We gotta make it back or your mom will have my Aussie hide for sure.” He bent down and pulled her up like she was a feather.

  It never failed to amaze her. She wasn’t a small woman by any measure, yet he made her feel like she was. Big strong hands…biceps that looked like forged steel, taller than her 5’9”. All this time, her stature had been a bludgeon to keep men in line, her range cowhands, men in the cattle biz and others she came across, who thought they could walk all over her, because she ran a ranch while making the mistake of being female. She would get right up in their faces and make ’em see what was good for them and her.

  However, she’d met her match right here and he wasn’t even an American, Texan cowboy either. Well, she found out, just today, he could out-cowboy her and any rodeo rider she’d ever seen!

  Wade was snapping his fingers in front of her distracted gaze.

  Shaking her head, she took a step back and saw he held up her clothes.

  “I mean, it’s all fine by me if you ride nude in front of me. Course, it would be the only way I would ever let you get ahead of me on the trail.” His eyes deepened in color again, as if he were picturing it. “Yeah, my kinda bouncing. All…” He placed his warm palms over her bare boobs and squeezed gently “…That glorious bouncing going on while I watch…”

  Kanda shivered with h
is touching her again and from the intensity in his eyes. Yeah, I forgot about how much trouble I’m already in. Every time I look at him, I feel like my bellybutton is gnawing on my backbone. Hunger, a constant raging hunger. What the hell am I gonna do? What happens when he leaves? Her breath caught in her chest, trapped there by sudden anxiety.

  All these years of living clean-like with no smoking, hardly a drink, no pills, no addictions, except for running the ranch. Now? Here is my heroin habit standing in front of me. I’m hooked, gone, done, been trapped in a ring fence—all because of this man from down under who brought me up and over.

  “Kandy?” he called to her as if from far away.

  Gulping from the sheer weight of this final revelation of how she was utterly and completely doomed to a painful heartbreak, she grabbed her clothes from him and tried to act normal and unaffected.

  “What’s wrong?” he asked quiet like.

  Shaking her head, she smiled. “I think having picnics with you is making my brain blink.”

  He studied her face. “You sure that’s all it is?”

  No, I’m not sure! You big towering oak! I’m scared witless, wanting to run with my tail ‘tween my legs. Instead of confessing this, she just used what her daddy would say to keep ’em hornswoggled. “Hell, I’m having the time of my life with all this new…deflowering I keep gettin’. If things get any better than this, I may have to hire someone to help me enjoy it.”

  Wade stared at her with a stunned look on his handsome tanned face. Then he threw his head back and laughed.

  Kanda jumped a little while batting her eyes. She shoved her legs into her jeans and avoided looking at him. His smile and laugh were almost as alluring as the rest of him. From now on, she was gonna try with all her might to purge this sickness, this glorious wonderful disease of absolute addiction. This malady called Wade Monroe. It wouldn’t go nowhere—she knew that. Why would a fantastic man like this want to settle down with her in the first place? What the hell had she been thinking? Choosing him to pop her cherry, all the while actin’ like she was gonna get away with it! Stupid woman, silly…dumber than a box of rocks! She shook her head and buttoned up her blouse with a tisking sound coming through her pursed lips.

  “What the hell is the matter, Kandy?” Wade grabbed her up. “And don’t be trying to fruit loop me… You’re smiling, but you look like a cut snake.” He titled his head at her. “Are you aiming to give me the flick?”

  Now she knew she’d upset him, cause he was talking that Aussie gibberish again. She a made mental note of this fact for possible use later. She shook her head again to clear it. “What? I have no idea what you just said.”

  He rolled his eyes and seemed to try and think about how he needed to word what he was gonna say. “Stop trying to fool me. Tell me why you look so mad. Are you wanting me to leave?”

  She laughed. “Oh! That was what all that gobbley-gook meant? Fruit loops, cut snakes? I mean, hot damn! I thought we Texans talked funny, but—”

  Wade looked angry now as he tugged her to his chest. “Tell me true…always tell me what’s going on. I mean, this ain’t gonna work if we don’t.”

  “What is this?” she blurted out. “I mean, what won’t work?’ There, I asked. “What does this all mean to you?” Oh damn…I now sound like a pathetic clingy girl.

  He put his lips close to hers. “What do you think, I just sleep with women like a jagoff, and especially one who’s a new nipper—I mean a virgin? Then, just think nothin’ of it?”

  “So, you just feel responsible for me, ’cause I gave you my—my virginity?”

  He chuckled to her lips. “If you ain’t the damndest naughty ripper I ever met!”

  Batting her lashes, she didn’t know if she’d just gotten insulted or not.

  “Just know this. I don’t do anything I don’t want to do. I don’t live like that.” He gave her a wink. “Taking your virginity may just have been the best thing I ever flicking did!”

  Kanda felt a ray of hope. She grinned at him while staring at his beautiful blue eyes, yummy mouth and that adorable chin. “Okay. I was just being a stupid ninny girl for a moment there. I promise it doesn’t happen that often! I mean, it’s never happened before I met you.”

  Grinning, Wade kissed her lips gently as if he were sealing their discussion with a sweet kiss.

  With his warm mouth on hers, she felt her body heat up all over again. He’s like butter on hotcakes, and then I ooze all out like the sappy syrup on top. Kanda didn’t know whether to cry like a baby goat for its mother or laugh like a mad hatter caught in wonderland as she kissed him back.

  CHAPTER FIFTEEN

  Mr. Australia

  Getting’ Her Comeuppance…

  MAGGIE

  Maggie came out of the kitchen while she bit at her fingernail. Wild stuff was going on all around the house. Her parents were upstairs having it out and she was shocked when her own dad locked the door from inside Mama Daisy’s room and told her to go away earlier. What did he intend to do?

  She worried the roof might just explode from the walls any minute now.

  She caused that mess too… Coming here to a stud ranch, then lying to her dad about what kind of ranch it really was. Now, he would make Mama Daisy pay for the mistake.

  Then, at the same time, she didn’t mean to get Brea in trouble with her hot cowboy over that peephole to the male strip show. Though, he looked like he was gonna fix her in some other way that—well, might be too pleasant to even think about.

  Dammit, couldn’t she do anything right?

  Then she thought about Brea’s cowboy. Gosh, he might just be the hottest man she ever laid eyes on. She never knew they made men like him, and even working the last couple of months here at the stud ranch never prepared her for Cole Kincade. Then? Brea told her he was one of a set of identical twins? No way! One of him was enough for this world. She chuckled as she made her way to the closet where she’d left Brea and Cole. Brea said Jet was a womanizer though and she didn’t look too happy about Maggie’s interest in him.

  She neared the closet and wondered about how to approach this. Should she just wait? Or, should she knock?

  A thump came from the closet and she jumped back. Oh, man—she bit at her lip and stepped forward to knock.

  The door flung open and Cole came through, carrying Brea in his arms.

  Maggie stared down at her pale faced sister. She looked unconscious. Her stunned gaze rose up to his worried looking face. “What did you do to my sister?”

  Cole gulped and let out a sigh. “I didn’t hurt her, honest. I would never hurt her. I just got carried away and…” He shook his head and there were tears in his eyes. “I’m gonna take her up to her room.”

  Maggie studied him for a minute seeing that he did look upset and sorry for whatever it was he did. She could only imagine what it might have been. She rolled her eyes at her wayward thoughts and then nodded as she turned to lead the way.

  They went up the stairs and Maggie heard Brea’s voice from behind her. “What—what’s going on?’

  “It’s okay, Brea darlin’, I think you fainted is all,” Cole answered in a small remorseful voice.

  Then, Maggie heard giggling. Her eyes rounded as she stopped to turn and stare.

  Brea was in full laughter now, as her big, strong cowboy held her in his arms while he looked like someone just slapped him straight upside his face.

  “Oh, Lord have mercy!” Brea got out between laughs. “Hot damn, Cole!”

  Maggie gaped at her sister.

  “I mean, what a ride! Doing me till I passed out!”

  Cole swallowed heavily and his face actually flushed with embarrassment. “I didn’t mean to hurt you….”

  Brea’s laughter halted as she raised her fingers to gently caress his pinkened cheeks. “Hurt me?” The shock was plain in her hushed sounding voice. “Why, you made my whole dam year! Hells bells, you made my whole damn life! The best se—” she halted and looked over at Maggie. “Well
, the best care I ever got.” Her giggles started again.

  Maggie tried to hide her grin as it became easy to figure it all out now. She turned back to climb, finally reaching the landing.

  “You don’t have to carry me, ya know?” Brea griped.

  “The hell I don’t!” he answered back.

  A huge bumping sound echoed out in the hall.

  “What was that?” Brea asked as Cole now carried her down the hall toward her room.

  “I think it came from Mama Daisy’s room?” Maggie answered. “She and dad are in there right now.”

  “What!” Brea yelled. “Put me down, Cole!”

  “Now, Brea, we ain’t got no business with that there biziness.”

  “I mean it!” she repeated.

  He sighed and set her down.

  Brea looked a little wobbly and Cole steadied her. She took a deep breath and rushed with faltering clumsy steps to the end of the hall, stopping at Daisy’s door.

  “It’s locked,” Maggie called out as she caught up with her.

  Brea looked angry. “What the hell is he doing to my mama?”

  Cole shook his head at her. “Again, it ain’t—”

  Another thump came from the room.

  “Cole?” Brea asked as her lower lip trembled and tears sparkled in her eyes.

  He stared at her and let out another heavy sigh. “Okay, step aside.” He stood in front of the door and took a few steps back, then rushed at it with his shoulder, popping the door open.

  Brea rushed by him and Maggie heard her gasp.

  “What in tarnation are you doing to my mama?” Brea shouted from inside the room.

  Rand stood with Daisy in his arms. Her arms were flung out, like she had no conscious control over them. He gazed over to the open doorway to stare at a younger version of his Daisy. “I didn’t hurt her. She—well, fainted.”