“What about Cody? Is he ready for that? How will he feel if the parents stop bringing their children to his riding school?”
“He’ll deal with it. All of us know what we’re risking, but it’s what we want. I hope you’re not worrying that if our businesses dries up from this that we’ll be out on the street.”
She shook her head. “You already told me you’re fine financially and that wasn’t even a concern. I don’t give a shit about the money. Cody does it because he loves it. It gives him something to replace the land his mother gambled away. Will my Cody still be the same without it?”
“We’ll be fine because we have each other. He realizes what bigots some people can be. A few years ago, he lost a few of his students because their parents heard the three of us were sleeping together. He dealt just fine just as he will if anything happens now. Don’t worry about any of this.”
“How can I not? It reminds me our time is limited before the media finds out. How we’ve gone this long I don’t know.”
“How about I take your mind off it?” Without waiting for an answer, he pressed his lips to hers. Slipping his tongue between her lips, he devoured her, tugging her shirt up as he went. Breaking the kiss, he pulled her pale blue sweater over her head.
“I thought you had work?”
“Don’t think, just feel.” He kissed along her jawline until he reached the sweet spot below her ear. Grazing his teeth over the area, he blew his cool breath against her flushed skin. “Work can wait, this can’t. I’ve wanted to have my way with you since you first stepped into this office.”
“Office sex…” She moaned in pleasure as he nibbled and kissed his way down to her breasts. “How often I’ve thought of this.”
He slid his hand around her body, quickly finding the clasp of her bra and unhooking it. The material slid down her arms, revealing her perky breasts, making his shaft strain against his slacks and press against her thigh.
Claiming her nipple with his teeth, he gently tugged, making it hard before moving over to the next one. Without breaking contact he reached behind her, gathering the papers and slipping them into a drawer. “We should be doing this in the bedroom.”
“I have no doubt there will be plenty of time for the bedroom later. Right now, I want you here. You look so in control and demanding behind your desk. I want this to be where we first make love. After all the hours we’ve spent in here together, it’s a special place for both of us.”
“Beautiful, your wish is my command. I still think you deserve better.”
She leaned closer, pressing her naked chest against him. “I’ve always wanted to make love on a desk. It makes me feel like a naughty girl.”
“Let’s check this one off your list and then you can tell me all the other places where you’ve wanted to make love.” He picked her up and placed her on the edge of the desk, slipping his fingers under the material of her black dress slacks to slide them down her thighs.
“It might be a long list.” She teased, working her fingers down the line of his shirt buttons.
“There are three of us and we have the rest of our lives to make sure every one of your dreams come true.” He lowered her pants enough to see she was naked under them. “Oh woman, you’re going to be the death of me.”
She watched as his already hardened shaft bobbed against the fabric of his slacks, demanding freedom. “I could lie and tell you I forgot my panties at home but I think you’d prefer the truth. I’ve been wanting the three of you for long enough, I didn’t want anything to stand in the way when things got to this level.” She let her heels fall to the floor just seconds before he got her pants low enough that he could let go and they’d fall away.
“You should have worn a dress then.” He smirked as she pulled the dress shirt off him and tossed it onto the chair behind him.
“Off with these pants. I want you as naked as I am.”
He unzipped his slacks, letting them fall down his legs before kicking out of them and his dress shoes. “Is that better, beautiful?” He didn’t give her a chance to answer. He crushed his mouth to hers, and slid his hand between her legs. Unerringly finding her core, he thrust his fingers into her as she moaned around his unrelenting kiss. He held her captive against his body, teasing her clit with his thumb. Fierce desire rose within her.
“Aiden, I want you,” she murmured against his mouth, holding onto him as wild delight rushed through her.
His teeth grazed her lower lip and he pulled his hand away. She cried out in frustration, her climax halted, but he ignored her demands.
Without waiting he adjusted his angle, gliding his shaft over her opening, pulling a moan from her. Slowly he glided the length of him in, just a little at first, her nails digging into his back as he worked his way inside her tight passage. Halfway in he stopped and slid out, even as she clung to him trying to force him to stay.
Once he was out, he gripped her hips and slammed his length into her, filling her completely. He didn’t give her time to catch her breath as he began rocking their bodies back and forth, each thrust gaining momentum.
He left her mouth and kissed a path to her neck. She was torn between leaning back to grab the edge of the desk so he could claim her nipples again with his mouth, or pressing herself tighter against him with each thrust.
She didn’t have to decide, he decided for her. “Lean back. I want to watch your breasts bounce as I take you.”
She leaned back, grabbing the edge of the desk, her body arched toward him. With every thrust her breasts bounced with appreciation, calling to him. Without losing his rhythm, he dipped his head and drew his tongue along each nipple, blowing gently on them.
“Aiden,” she cried out, her release within reach.
With one last tug on her nipple he let it slide free from his mouth, then placed his hands on her hips again, gaining more control as his pace sped and her climax began to peak. Tension had her muscles constricting around him as her orgasm neared. She leaned into him, digging her nails into his shoulders she held on to him, every pump of his hips sending pulses of pleasure exploding through her. She came apart at the seams, her inner muscles clenching to him as he continued to drive into her.
Her moans echoed off the walls as her world exploded, and his name tore from her tips. He pushed into her again before his own ecstasy had him exploding within her. His moans mixed with hers.
“Wow.” Her voice was low as she tried to regain her breath.
He laid his head in the crook of her shoulder. “I love you, Paris.”
She had waited so long to hear those three little words because she had known for the last several weeks that she had fallen in love with them. She wrapped her arms around his neck. “I love you.”
A knock on the door interrupted him before she could suggest a second round. “Damn, just when I thought I had you all to myself.”
“One moment,” he called out. Then he slipped out of her, grabbed his slacks from the floor and pulled them back into place.
“I’ll just slip into the bathroom and get dressed.” She smirked before she gathered her clothes and took her escape.
As she closed the bathroom door she heard him say, “Come in.”
She leaned against the bathroom counter, her face flushed, and her body relaxed. She quickly slipped into her clothes while Kain’s deep voice drifted through the door. She ran her fingers through her hair, trying to fix it, before she felt presentable enough to open the door.
She found Aiden, his dress shirt still open with Kain reclining in one of the chairs across from the desk, a knowing grin on his face. Sometime throughout the day his cowboy hat had been tossed aside leaving his hair slightly flattened to his head.
“Well, darling…” Kain called to her and patted his lap. “Here I thought I’d be the first one to take you to bed.”
She sauntered toward him. “Why’s that?”
He pulled her down into his lap, leaving her legs hanging over the side of the chair. “Well, whe
n you arrived you thought Aiden was a ladies’ man and I figured Cody would be too shy to advance without you leading the way. So, I thought it would be me.”
“I don’t think of him as a ladies’ man, and Cody’s not shy with me any longer.” She rested her head against his chest. “Don’t worry, you’ll get your chance.”
“Now?”
“Eager, my sweet cowboy?” She rubbed her hand up his chest, wishing she could slip it under the polo pullover he wore.
Aiden stood before them, buttoning his shirt. “I hate to damper this but there’s someone waiting for a legal contract from you. Have you had time to look over the file yet?”
“I have and that’s what I tossed onto your desk when I came in. Now, darling, how about we leave Aiden to work.”
“What did you have in mind?” She stood but kept her hand in his.
“Come upstairs and we’ll see what trouble we can get into.”
The way he said upstairs she knew it could only mean one thing, the room with the view at the top of the house. The sun would be sitting soon and that very idea had her recharged enough to want him in the same way she had Aiden. “Come on, cowboy, it’s time to show me what you’re made of.”
Chapter Eleven
Jazz music from the record player echoed through the room while Paris stood by the window, watching the sun sink low in the sky. A few weeks ago Kain had revealed his passion for jazz music played the old fashioned way. Until meeting him, she had never been able to appreciate jazz; she wasn’t sure if it was his taste in music or that it had grown on her because she loved him. Either way, it had set the mood.
He came up behind her, wrapped his arms around her waist, and nestled his head into the crook of her shoulder. “You’re beautiful in this light.”
“I think it’s the sunset that does it.”
“No darling, it’s you. I only have eyes for you.” He kissed her neck. “Dance with me.”
“I left my dancing shoes downstairs.” She looked down at her bare feet.
“That’s good for my toes. I’m not the best dancer in the world. If you want a good dance partner you need Aiden or even Cody. But you standing here with the sun cascading around you, I want to have you in my arms.”
“Dancing isn’t everything. I prefer a man who can cuddle over dancing any day.”
He pulled her into his arms, keeping his hands at the small of her back. “I’ll cuddle with you anytime you want. I’ll show just how well I cuddle here shortly.”
“Promises, promises.”
“Tonight there are no promises. I’m going to show you what kind of man you’ve hooked.” He began to sway to the beat of the music before leading her around the room in a slow dance. “I knew you’d be a great dancer.”
“Kiss me.”
“I like a woman who knows what she wants.” He leaned his head closer to her. His warm breath hit her cheek a moment before his lips claimed hers.
She wrapped her arms tighter around his neck, drawing him closer to her. He was the shortest of her men but there was still a good five inches that separated her from his six-foot-two frame. Their tongues mingled together to match the desire coursing through her. She wanted him with every ounce of her being.
He took her hand in his and led her toward the sofa. “We need to put a bed up here for times like this but tonight the sofa will work. I want to see the last rays of sun reflect off your gorgeous naked body.”
“I don’t care where we are. I just want you.” She grabbed hold of his cowboy hat and slipped it on top of her head before working her way to the buttons of his jeans.
“Woman, you look better in my hat than I do.”
She managed to get his jeans undone enough that she could slip her hand between the rough material. She freed his shaft from the constraints of his boxers, running her hand down the length of his hard-on. “I thought it was required in Wyoming that when you were going to break a cowboy you must wear the cowboy hat. Too bad I don’t have the boots to go with it.”
“Break me? Hmmm. My little woman is cocky.”
“I’m going to break you from thinking of any other woman, ever again.” Her hand tightened along his shaft, drawing a moan from him.
“I’ve always been a one woman man, darling. You don’t have anything to worry about. Now off with these clothes before we lose the rest of the light and I have to tear them from you.”
Neither of them wasted time stripping and came together on the sofa. She slid her hand along his chest, feeling his smooth skin and tight muscles. Then she dropped to her knees before him, sliding her hand down his chest until she could take hold of his manhood. Gently she caressed her hand down the length of him.
“Darling.” He tried to pull her back up to him.
“Let me.” She leaned forward, kissing the tip of him before letting him slip between her lips. Taking him into her mouth, her hand worked at the base, and he tangled his hand in the strands of her hair, holding her close. Her mouth worked up and down the length of him, milking the life out of him.
He moaned her name before placing a hand on her shoulder. “Not like this, I want to be inside you and tonight I won’t last long.”
She let him slip from her mouth and he pulled her up, lifting her to the sofa. He kissed her neck, nibbling down her jawline to her shoulder. She let him have a few more minutes of exploration, since he’d finally made it to her breasts. He wrapped his mouth around her nipple, flicking his tongue over the bud, drawing it to full hardness. He teased over the other one, tweaking it until it stood at attention. Her nipples had always been extra sensitive, the slightest touch bringing her pleasure. She moaned in ecstasy when his tongue flicked over one hardened tip.
“Kain.” Her voice betrayed the desire that rushed through her.
He let her nipple slip from between his lips as he gazed up at her. “Yes, darling?” His eyes gleamed and his lips curved up into the cocky smile she had come to know was all him. He grabbed her hips and pulled her so she was straddling him. “You wanted to be a cowgirl; I’m going to give you a chance to ride me.”
He caressed every inch of her body, sending moans of ecstasy from her lips. His touch was incredibly tender, as though trying to memorize every curve of her body with his hands and mouth. Heat soared through her blood, like a fire burning just below the skin, impatient and demanding. He kissed a path down her neck, his thumb playing over her nipple. Sensations collided and threatened to overwhelm her when he teased her nipples. She wiggled her hips, his shaft rubbing against her folds. “Please, Kain, I want you.”
With every touch, she arched her hips, demanding more. She couldn’t get enough of him. Nudging her legs farther apart, he delved inside her and she met the teasing thrusts. A demanding moan she barely recognized vibrated in her throat.
“Kain…” She cried out, needing him more with every touch.
“Darling, you ready for the ride of your life?” He spread her legs farther, giving him the access he needed before filling her slowly, inch by inch. Halfway in, he slid out before thrusting back in, filling her completely with his manhood. His strokes fed her fire like tinder set to dynamite, until the heat between them blazed.
He increased pace, driving the force of each pump. The erotic dance amped up her tension; every delicious glide of his shaft inside her seemed to set off another cascade of heat. Their bodies rocked back and forth, tension stretching her tighter as she fought for the release she longed for.
“Kain.” She clenched her muscles tightly around him.
He pressed his lips over hers, claiming her cries with his mouth. Their breath became ragged as he rocked in and out, finding the perfect rhythm, bringing ecstasy within reach. Upon that release, she dug her nails into his back, arching her body into his, her head thrown back in pure ecstasy. He continued to drive his shaft into her, until with one final slam home his own release followed.
“My gorgeous cowgirl.” He held her against his body, his shaft still nestled deep within her as the
ir breath began to return to normal.
The sun had sank below the horizon long before they were ready to move. Paris snuggled next to Kain, her head resting on his shoulder, just being together. They didn’t need to talk. It was a comfortable silence, cuddling after the bliss of amazing sex. Her body was a little sore from the activities over the last few hours but she wouldn’t have changed a thing about it.
Two down, one last man to claim. Even with her thoughts drifting to Cody, she had no desire to end this time with Kain.
“Get dressed, we need to talk.” Aiden’s rich voice came through the doorway, but as she glanced toward it she didn’t see him.
“Hey, man, I gave you your time with her. We’ll be down in a bit.” Kain held tight to her.
“It’s important or I wouldn’t interrupt. Now dress.”
Reluctantly Kain let her slip from his arms. She quickly slipped her dress slacks back on and her bra, while Kain slid into his jeans. Still partially undressed she called to Aiden, knowing that whatever he had interrupted them for must be important. “Get in here and tell us what’s going on.” She pulled her sweater over her head, now fully dressed. Kain was busy putting his cowboy boots on, his chest still bare.
“You left your phone on my desk and when Paul couldn’t get through to you on it, he called mine.” Aiden closed the distance to her just as her knees began to shake.
“Mom…” She’d have collapsed onto the floor in a heap if Aiden hadn’t wrapped an arm around her, keeping her upright and pressed to his chest.
“Shhh, beautiful. It’s going to be okay.” He rubbed small circles up her back. “Cody wanted to be here but I sent him on ahead to get the plane ready.”
“Is she…dead?” Her voice broke as images of her not being there during her mother’s last moments filled her thoughts.
“Mathew went to wake her for dinner and found her unresponsive. She’s been admitted to the hospital, critical care. She’s in a coma.”
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