Cole, Kaliana - Good Horses, Fast Cars and Real Men (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Kaliana Cole

  “Well, no, I wouldn’t. But I would tell Nate, and I guarantee he wouldn’t have any such qualms about it.” He cupped her face in his big hand and turned it to look into her eyes. “So, we are clear on this? You now know you were upset over nothing?”

  Jade nodded but couldn’t help but say what she felt. “I understand, but I can’t help but think that you deserve a chance to have children.”

  “I don’t mind spending time with them occasionally, but I’m a bit like you Jade. I much prefer to work with animals. They don’t cry, and you don’t have to worry about cussing around them.” He gave her a grin. “How do you go with Brett’s ‘no cussing’ rule?”

  “We have had a few words about it,” Jade replied airily.

  “Don’t give in to him completely. He will walk all over you if you let him. Besides, he kind of enjoys the challenge. But you already know that.” There was a definite gleam in soft slate of his eyes as he apprised her of his brother’s nature.

  He smiled down at Jade, held securely in his arms. “Does this mean that you want to be our woman, Jade? Am I allowed to touch you again?” He feathered his thumb against the softness of her cheek, as if unsure of his reception.

  “I want to try. Not at work,” she hastily corrected him before he acted on the desire she saw in his eyes. “And please don’t rush me. I still need a little time to get used to this whole idea. Let’s say we are at the dating stage. I want to spend time with each of you, but I don’t want to be flung into the middle of group sex, if you know what I mean.”

  “We can do that. You can spend time with each of us, but I just want to make sure my time excludes work. It is just not fair if I’m not allowed to touch, and that is all the time I get.”

  Jade smiled at his sulky tone. “I have no intention of cutting back your time. I have certain ideas for this lovely, big body of yours.” She ran her hands up his impressive arms to rest on his big shoulders.

  “It’s all yours, anytime you want it,” he assured her with a smile, heat emanating from his eyes.

  She took a deep breath. The man truly had no idea just how much he affected her. Even under the sway of libido-numbing anti-depressants, her body reacted to him. She went up onto her knees, drawing his head in to rest on her shoulder. Her affection for the big-hearted man knew no bounds as she held him close, breathing in the scent that was uniquely him.

  He didn’t let her hold him for too long. “None of that at work now. The boss might get cranky,” he teased. “And if she doesn’t, Anna sure wouldn’t let me live it down if she caught you molesting me.”

  “Tell her to wait in line,” Jade quipped, getting to her feet.

  “You tell her. I stay away from her as much as possible. She scares me.”

  Jade laughed at his admission. “She only does it because she gets a rise out of you. Ignore her or play along, and she will leave you alone.”

  “I don’t think playing along is a good idea. She might take me seriously, and you’re not here all the time to protect me.”

  “Just try, Matt,” she advised, glancing at her watch. “I have got to go and meet Brett. I’ll see you later.”

  “Yeah, you have fun, Jade. I’ve got to head down to Casper this afternoon, so I might not be here when you get back.”

  “Okay.” She gave him a smile before heading toward the garage.

  Knowing about their vasectomies took a big weight off her shoulders in considering a possible relationship with the Kellys. One more barrier gone that she had perceived too big to overcome. Besides for her insecurity that she had had trouble keeping one man satisfied, let alone three, only one problem remained, one secret that could destroy any happiness they could find with each other. One she hoped she could keep.

  * * * *

  Brett was waiting at the gate to the airfield when she arrived, leaning against the door of a cheap, imported sedan emblazoned with “Miller’s Creek Mechanics.” A loaner Jade surmised. He looked better than ever with his coveralls tied at the waist and wearing a navy T-shirt in the unusually warm afternoon sun. She spun the tires on the way through the gate and set out to have some fun.

  Jade had a ball. Her jubilation at having overcome a major obstacle to her happiness with the Kelly boys spread to her driving as she drove the powerful vehicle for the pure pleasure of it. This time she was not chasing the adrenaline high but just enjoying the sheer thrill. The car responded to her every move, sliding when she wanted and cornering like it was on rails when she didn’t.

  * * * *

  Brett made his way over to the hangar where he had waited before and sat on the bonnet of the piece of junk he was driving. He watched her throw the car into a corner, grinning in appreciation of her skill as she effortlessly controlled the four-wheel drift, feathering the wheel before punching the accelerator for the straight. He settled in to watch the show.

  He couldn’t help but smile as she pulled the car up in front of him. She looked like she had enjoyed every second of that. She stepped out of the vehicle and walked toward him, her euphoria plain to see. “That was so much fun!” she exclaimed. “Thank you.” Her exhilaration still bubbled over even though she gave him a smile of pure gratitude.

  “I like that look on your face, Jadey.” Unadulterated carnality poured forth as he captured her gaze with his. “Just how grateful are you?”

  He watched Jade’s body react to the heat in his voice, her walk becoming more alluring as she closed the remaining distance between them. “I am real grateful, Brett,” she assured him with a smile of her own, coming to stand between his spread legs.

  The naughty, little grin caused Brett to catch his breath. Apparently, Jade had decided to pursue what they had to offer after all. He knew he should stop her and talk it through, but she held him spellbound as she reached out, trailing a finger down the stubble on his jaw.

  The offending digit continued southward to tangle in the crisp hair visible above the T-shirt he wore before continuing its journey across the taut muscles of his chest and down his lean stomach, making the muscles ripple beneath the stretchy cotton as he drew in his breath.

  The little vixen ran her knuckle down the bulge covered by both his jeans and the grease-stained coveralls. “Hmm, looks like somebody really wants to know just how grateful I am.”

  * * * *

  She unconsciously licked her lips. “What are you going to do about it? Tease me? Or do what you really want?” Brett’s voice was darkly seductive, an invitation to sin.

  In answer Jade untied the sleeves that held the coveralls at his waist and jerked the remaining press studs opened. She noticed the white-knuckled grip he had on the edge of the hood and grinned. Stripping him of his hard-won control would be so damn rewarding. She didn’t plan to give up until those hands were on her head, making her take what she freely offered.

  Holding his darkening gaze, she sunk to her knees, her fingers nimbly releasing the button and ruthlessly jerking down the zipper. Her eyes darted to what she revealed before glancing back up to let him see the hunger building in her emerald eyes.

  Foregoing underwear might be a family trait, but the long, downright elegant cock she had revealed was so different to that of his brothers.

  He did not have Nate’s monstrous size or Matt’s solidness, but a graceful arching length adorned with a single branching vein that swept upward like brush strokes from master. She traced its path reverently. Her fingers could meet around his girth comfortably, but he was by no means small.

  Her mouth watered in anticipation as she fixed her eyes on the smoldering blue ones watching her darkly.

  She darted her tongue out for a taste, curling it around the sensitive head and swiping it over the slit that wept its salty tears of joy. His musk hit her senses like lightning, arousal sweeping through her with devastating swiftness. She wanted nothing more than to take him deep into her mouth and draw upon the addictive taste of him, but she had promised herself to make him lose his precious control.

  Taking
firm hold of that thought, she resisted the urge and lifted his heavy testicles from the grip of his jeans. They were full and round but not yet drawn up tight. Brett had apparently mastered his body along with the rest.

  Jade took his self-discipline as a direct challenge and set to work, tonguing the heavy balls in their sac and pulling them into her mouth with warm, wet suction.

  Her tongue found the miniscule scar on each side that she would have overlooked if it had not been for Matt telling her of the operation they had each undergone. If Brett noted her interest in the telltale scars, he did not comment. His eyes did narrow menacingly as she let her teeth scrape his sac. Jade grinned impishly before licking an apology over the area. His balls were now tighter, but she still had not caused him to react.

  She laid a wet trail of sucking kisses up the length of his shaft, drawing inexorably closer to the sweet spot just beneath the head. She flicked her tongue over the ridge of his frenulum, noting the escalating color staining his face as he fought to hold onto his control, but he remained stoic.

  With challenge shining in her eyes, she welcomed him into the hot depths of her mouth, her tongue exploring the mushroom-shaped head, but not letting her lips form a seal. By starving him of the delicious suction, she hoped to get him to react. It worked.

  “Suck it,” he growled, knowing she dared him. His fingers had nearly left impressions in the bonnet he sat on.

  She raised her eyebrows in mock misunderstanding and continued to tease him in the soft hold of her mouth.

  Finally, he cracked. He snatched a fistful of hair and twisted it in his cruel grip, forcing her to take more of his length. Jade moaned her surrender to his mastery. He made her take just a little bit more than she was comfortable with, not pushing her to gagging, just the threat of it. She relaxed into it, loving his commanding air as he promised her retribution.

  “Suck it hard, Jadey. If you had been good, I would have made you come. You could have been screaming your orgasm out with my finger planted high in your ass, just the way we know you love it.

  “Instead, I’m going to make you swallow every bit of my come and lick me clean, and I’m going to leave you in this state. I can smell you, Jade. I know just how much you want to come. Next time you think to tease me, you will remember this time.”

  He tangled the other hand beside the first. “That’s it, Jade. Watch me watch you. Know I’m going to watch you swallow, going to watch you lick your lips trying to get that last little bit of my seed.”

  He thrust deeper, touching her throat with every thrust, his rough grip forcing her to meet every one, though she did so gladly. So caught up in the erotic web he spun, she tried to take him deeper, her gag reflex long forgotten as she strived to swallow down on him.

  “Oh, do that again.” Brett entreated when her throat convulsed around the sensitive head of his dick.

  Jade struggled to do it again, taking several attempts before getting it, her throat objecting that nothing that big should be swallowed in one piece. “Good girl,” Brett praised her. “I’m gonna come now, Jadey. Swallow it. Swallow it all.”

  She held his gaze as she felt the blistering jets against the back of her throat. Her mouth eagerly milked every last drop as he spent within her hot, wet mouth. The accidental scrape of teeth spurred on the length of his orgasm. Without being told, Jade licked him clean. Only when every last drop of his come was gone did she lift her head. Brett’s eyes tracked her pink little tongue as it swept her lips. He reached down and cupped her chin, his thumb collecting a bead of moisture.

  “Missed a bit.” She grabbed his hand and sucked his thumb clean.

  “You are so bad,” he teased, lifting her to her feet before tucking himself back in. “But even that is not going to get you off this afternoon.” He turned her toward the Camaro and swatted her on the ass. “Go home and think about what you did wrong. I won’t tolerate topping from the bottom, Jade.”

  Jade stormed off toward the waiting vehicle feeling the wetness between her legs as her folds slid deliciously against each other with every step.

  Brett came to stand at the window as she buckled the seatbelt, adjusting his clothing casually. “No playing with yourself either,” he cautioned with a grin.

  Jade was unable to resist getting the last word in. “Why would I when I’ve got both of your brothers to keep me satisfied?”

  The last thing she saw when she drove away was Brett digging his phone out of his pocket. Fuck. Apparently, he meant to put an end to her idea, too. It didn’t matter much to her. She knew she had a much tighter hold on Matt than any threat his brother could come up with.

  Chapter 21

  It was Nate who sat on her front veranda when she pulled up, dressed for town rather than work. The knowing grin he just couldn’t hide was evidence enough that Brett had called him. “Don’t you fucking start!” Jade snarled as she made her way straight past him for the liquor cabinet.

  She tossed a shot straight back and poured another before turning around to face the large man propped in her doorway. “Where’s Matt?” she asked, knowing she could rely on him to put out the fire Brett had started.

  “Gone to town. Why? What do you need him for?” His grin told her that he knew exactly why she needed his undemanding younger brother.

  She tossed back the other shot. “Oh, you’re just as bad as Brett.” She stormed passed and headed for the shower. A cool one. She had the water on full force and was stripped off before Nate made it to the bathroom. Jade pulled her hair into a rough bun to keep it dry and stepped under the lukewarm water. She lathered herself roughly, completely overlooking the fact that she was naked in front of Nate.

  “Do you have any idea what it is like to be this damn horny when I haven’t had the slightest interest in sex for weeks?” She bent and lathered her legs. The water should have been vaporizing as it cascaded over the fevered flesh between them. “I don’t even know if I can come. These fucking tablets are better than the others, but I’m still not sure if I am only going to end up more frustrated.” She finished washing and just stood under the tepid water, waiting for her arousal to cool.

  Nate walked over and shut the water off. He ignored her protests and bundled her in a towel and picked her up, walking like a man with a destination in mind.

  “Where are we going?”

  “To find out the answer to your question.” He tossed her onto the bed as soon as he cleared her door.

  She rolled off the bed and came up spitting mad, towel clutched to her chest. “What question?”

  “Whether you can come or not.”

  * * * *

  Standing in front of her only escape, he began to methodically strip off his clothes, undressing as he normally did. He didn’t take his eyes off Jade, wanting to see if her assertion this morning was true or if his youngest brother had set the bar too high in terms of body development.

  His hat and shirt lay on the floor when he toed his boots and peeled his socks off. Anger became replaced with fascination on Jade’s face as he watched her gaze follow his hands reaching for the buckle of his belt.

  He undid the button-fly Levis with a practiced roll of his wrist, undoing them all in one smooth motion. He dropped the jeans to the floor and stepped out of them. He smiled at the double blink she did at his exposed cock. He wasn’t even hard yet.

  He ran a deliberately slow hand down the length of it, captivated by the expression on Jade’s face as it began to lengthen and swell. He cupped his balls, tugging at them as he saw her capture her gasp by biting down on her bottom lip. He saw a healthy dose of fear strike her as his cock began to defy gravity.

  “Come over here, Jade.” Lust had lowered his already deep voice. “Don’t be scared. I would never hurt you, and you have already taken it once,” he reassured her.

  She walked toward him, shaking her head. “You’re lucky I didn’t see it first that time. I would still be running,” she said. Nate knew it was not entirely in jest.

  Jade cam
e to rest in front of him, her eyes sweeping the length of his exposed body before coming back to rest on his cock. She placed her hands on his warm flanks. His muscles leaped under her gentle touch. “Are you going to tease me, too, Nate?” she asked softly.

  “Not today, darlin’,” he assured her.

  He leaned down to kiss her. Her lips were as heady as the liquor she tasted of. The towel was forgotten between them, held up by the press of their bodies. Nate soaked up the lushness of her mouth, the way she drew softly on his tongue when it breached her lips. He speared one big hand into her hair and let down her hasty bun. Her hair was warm, the delicate scent of her shampoo still detectable above the aggressive vanilla of her bodywash.

  He groaned and lifted her into his arms, not breaking the kiss until he lowered her onto the bed. She arched her back for him when he grabbed the towel and tugged. He tossed it to land on the floor. Her smile was a warm welcome as she put her hand out in invitation.

  An invitation he had no intention of refusing.

  He lowered himself onto her naked body, the sensation of hot flesh on flesh taking both their breaths. With a grin of pure pleasure, he reclaimed her mouth, their tongues lazily stroking as they tasted one another. There was no urgency about his touch, no pressure to respond, just a mutual hunger they gently fed.

  Nate rolled to the side, propping his head on his elbow so he could touch her body and not give up the sweet taste of her lips. His hand gently kneaded at the mounds of her breasts before teasing their peaks to greater heights. He slid his hand down over the silken softness of her stomach to play in the curls that had regrown since last he’d touched this wet-and-ready dream.

  He cupped her mound to acclimate her to his touch before sliding his fingers into her wet labia. When she didn’t involuntarily jump, he knew his soothing touch had worked. He explored gently, spreading her moisture to ease his way.

  He took his time, loving the small sounds she made as he discovered her sweet spots. She loved having her opening rimmed softly and when he put a finger on each side of her clit and rubbed up and down. He had watched her working herself on Matt and knew she liked a firm, circular motion to come, but he wanted to find out what else would get her going.