“Tell you what.” James reached for her, catching her braid in his fisted hand and tugging her head back until he drew a small gasp from her throat. He leaned down, his breath fanning the fine hairs on her face. “After we get through with you tonight, if you still want a say, that’s a discussion we can have tomorrow night.”
* * * *
Billy watched Sarah shiver as she did most times that James put his hands on her. He decided he didn’t have intention one of leaving room for discussion tomorrow night. The Cassidy brothers weren’t known for leaving a woman wanting, and their Sarah would certainly not prove to be the first. The pleasure they’d show Sarah tonight and every night from this point forward would wipe out all thoughts of discussion.
First, their Sarah needed to learn to listen and grow accustomed to their desires. He knew James planned to get her ready for exactly that tonight.
Billy stepped back as James let her go. She hesitated only a moment before taking a deep breath to visibly steady herself and then started removing her clothes.
Her cheeks flamed a gorgeous shade of pink, but she held their gazes in turn as she peeled the man’s shirt she wore up and over her head.
His mouth watered as his gaze slid down her creamy flesh. Her nipples jutted out like beckoning points pleading for his tongue to flick their tips. Her belly gave a visible quiver as she dropped the shirt to the floor and reached for the pants. Another deep breath and she shucked the britches to her ankles.
“You aren’t wearing pantalets.” Billy couldn’t hide his surprise.
“They don’t fit well under those britches.”
James pushed an audible breath through pursed lips. “Glad I didn’t know that before. My damned dick has been hard enough all day without knowing you were prancin’ around without your pantalets.”
Billy could tell Sarah wanted to smile, but she hid it well. “I’m down to one pair now, too. You saw my other pair torn to shreds on the floor back at my place.”
“You won’t need more than one pair anyhow,” Billy told her. “You can wear them for trips into town and stuff, but you won’t need them around here.”
“Suits me fine. I like wearing pants most days better anyway.”
“You can wear pants when you’re out working the land,” James told her. “I want you in dresses the rest of the time. I want that pretty pussy easily accessible.” Billy gave Sarah credit for boldness. She didn’t flinch at James’s announcement. Billy didn’t kid himself into thinking she had grown accustomed to being naked while they looked on just yet, but she didn’t attempt to cower down or cover herself. Instead, he almost swore she purposely spread her legs more than necessary as she stepped out of the britches and kicked them out of the way.
“You’re beautiful.” Billy loved the softness that swamped her expression when he complimented her.
“She’s beautifully wet.” James stepped around her, moving in close at her back. He splayed both hands on her flat belly and then slid one lower until he covered her glistening mound. “Our Sarah is hot, wet, and ready, and we haven’t even touched her.”
“You’re touchin’ me now.” The thick arousal in her tone stirred Billy’s cock.
“Seems I am,” James agreed. “But my hand on your pussy isn’t what got you all slick, darlin’.”
Sarah started to speak but closed her mouth before uttering a word.
Billy slanted her a look. “Say what you’re thinkin’. Don’t hold anything back from us, Sarah. There shouldn’t be any secrets between a man and his wife.”
“It ain’t proper.”
James barked a laugh. “You seem to be worryin’ an awful lot about being proper all of a sudden.”
“We don’t want proper, Sarah,” Billy told her. “We want you the way you are.
We want that strong-willed spitfire we laid claim to long ago.” She held his gaze as she spoke. “You made me this way.” She tipped her head back to look at James. “Wantin’ you, being around you has always made me…”
“Wet,” James supplied.
She moaned, low and sexy, and Billy dropped his gaze to see James’s fingers start to move in slow circles on the outer flesh of her pussy lips. Hearing her pleasure, seeing her eyes start to grow heavy lidded proved too much. He needed to feel, to taste, and damned if he could wait another minute.
Billy yanked his shirt over his head, tossing it to the floor as he moved to the bed. He left his britches on, certain if he took them off he wouldn’t be able to control his urge to plunge his aching cock into her sopping virgin channel. He settled back on the bed.
“Do you like that, darlin’?” James whispered. “Do you like when I touch you here?”
“I, um, ooo,” Sarah sighed, her hips starting to move in time with James’s fingers.
“I reckon that’s a yes.” James grinned.
“I’m not so sure.” Billy shook his head. “I’m thinkin’ she should come over here and let me see if I can’t make her say it for certain.”
“Billy’s waitin’ for you, Sarah.” James drew an unintelligible protest from her as he took his hand from her pussy and guided her to the side of the bed.
She looked down at him, her gaze traveling over his body from head to toe and up again. By the time her gaze locked with his once more, his cock felt lassoed by a rope, and she held the other end.
“I’m startin’ to find this immensely unfair.” Sarah put her hands on her hips and cocked her head.
Billy couldn’t help but smile. “Do you know how sexy you look right now?” The pose made her breasts poke out, all big and firm and beckoning for attention.
“I’d like to do some looking myself. You’re still dressed, well, but for your shirt.”
“I plan to stay that way, too, unless you’re aiming to change your mind about gettin’ hitched before James and I finish our claimin’.” Sarah shook her head. “No, I ain’t changin’ my mind about that. But what if I want to see you?”
“You’re lookin’ right at him, darlin’.” Amusement laced James’s tone.
Sarah took a deep breath, shot James a narrow-eyed glance, and turned back to Billy. “What if I want to see your, um, your, well, your—”
“My what, Sweet Sarah?” Billy wanted to hear her say it, wanted her to feel comfortable in voicing anything that crossed her mind. “Tell me what you want to see.”
She took another deep breath and pushed it out with an audible puff. “Your cock.” Her cheeks flamed at the crude word, but her gaze didn’t waver.
“You’ll get to see that when we’re ready.”
Her gaze dropped to his britches and stayed there. “You’re really hard.
Doesn’t that mean you’re ready now?”
James barked a laugh.
Billy sat up, catching her by the waist and pulling her down to the bed with him. “It means I’m very ready but for more than you’ll allow me to take tonight.” He kissed her, licking his way into her mouth the way he intended to lick his way around her pussy as soon as he got her in position. “Come sit on my face.” Sarah’s eyes widened. Her expression told him it was confusion more than fear that made her start backing away. “I, but, huh?” Billy let her go, figuring she wouldn’t stay away for long once she understood the pleasure he aimed to show her.
“My brother wants to taste those hot juices I felt.” James came up behind her, catching her hips and stepping her back to the bedside.
“You want to put your mouth on me?” She glanced down at herself and grimaced. “Down there?”
Billy grinned. “I want to put my mouth on you everywhere. I’m aiming to start with your pussy.”
* * * *
Sarah couldn’t believe what Billy wanted to do to her. Did a man really like to put his mouth in such a place on a woman? She stared down at him, unable to keep her gaze from settling on his lips. He’d kissed her and showed her how tender those lips could be, how softly his tongue could lick. Between her legs,
a sizzling need erupted to feel those same sensations on her more sensitive slickened flesh.
She swallowed hard as another thought occurred to her. Tentatively, her gaze slid to the long rod in his britches. His cock. She’d never been ashamed of thinking the word, but speaking it aloud was a whole different story. Yet she’d said it. No use being ashamed about it now.
The way he lay there with his long legs stretched out and his ankles crossed pulled at the material to outline the length and girth of his cock like a second skin.
Would he expect her to do the same to him when he finished with her? Would he want her to take that part of him in her mouth?
“Crawl onto the bed, darlin’.” James’s hold on her hips added guidance to his instructions as he half lifted her off her feet. “That’s it. Now swing a leg over Billy and walk on your knees until that hot pussy is where he wants it.” Cool air fanned her heated flesh as Sarah did what James told her. Straddling Billy opened her folds to the elements of the room. She sucked a breath through her teeth, stilling, feeling her body flush with embarrassment.
“I can’t do this.” Something about the position made her feel too vulnerable.
Being naked was bad enough, but on her feet she at least had the illusion of miniscule control. This way, on her knees and fully exposed, she was at their mercy.
“Sure you can, Sweet Sarah.” James crawled onto the bed behind her. “Billy’s gonna make you feel real good, darlin’.”
“Billy’s off his rocker wantin’ to do such a thing to me,” Sarah muttered.
James reached around her to lace his fingers with hers then guided her arms behind her back.
She sucked in a startled gasp when she felt the rope encircle her wrists, binding them together. “What are you doing?”
“Makin’ sure you ain’t got a way to stop Billy once he gets started. Just in case that proper side of you tries to interfere with your pleasure,” James answered.
Billy curled his long fingers around her thighs, tugging her toward him. She would’ve fallen forward if one of James’s hands hadn’t returned to her waist and the other hadn’t stayed on the rope binding her wrists. He held her steady while helping his brother pull her closer at the same time.
“Well, now, I suppose it’s up to me to make you fall off your rocker, too.” Billy lifted his head as he simultaneously tightened his grip on her thighs, drawing her body down to cover his face.
The first swipe of his tongue sent all thought scurrying for saner ground. Sarah gasped, her hands balling into fists behind her back, as the satiny strip of his tongue flicked over her swollen bud and then retreated.
“Billy.” He licked her again, this time circling her bud before swiping it in a rapid stroke down to cover her sodden opening.
“Mmm, so wet.” The warmth of his breath sent icy sparks zinging through her sex to ignite twin fires in her belly and breasts. “I’m gonna drown down here if I don’t drink some of this juice soon.”
Sarah opened her mouth only to snap it closed on another gasp as he plunged his tongue inside her channel. Her head fell back on James’s chest as her vision blurred from the ecstasy of what Billy was doing to her.
“Steady now,” James instructed softly, his chin resting on the top of her head as his hand on her waist glided up her side. He slipped it around to cover her breast, lightly squeezing and kneading as he continued to talk to her in a husky whisper full of his own arousal. “We told you it’d feel good. Don’t hold back on us, darlin’. Let us know how good it feels. Billy don’t know if he’s doin’ it right if he can’t hear you.” Hear her? Sarah swallowed the moan bubbling in her throat. The mortification felt acute enough without embarrassing herself further by the cries building in her very soul. Blazes, she never knew sex could be like this. Having her hands tied behind her back, rendering her unable to touch him and only able to feel what he was doing to her, made the sensations more acute. Billy’s tongue caressed the inner walls of her pussy, diving in deep until she felt the tip of his tongue pushing against the barrier of her virginity and then rapidly retreating. It made her head spin.
She closed her eyes, lost in the sensations traveling through her body. James released his hold on the rope and covered her other breast. He worked them both, fondling one while he grazed his callused palm over the beaded nipple of the other.
She could no longer figure out what Billy did with his magnificent tongue between her legs. She only knew a pressure built in places she didn’t know existed. It felt like a stampede of cattle racing for an open field. What would happen when they reached the clearing?
“That’s it, Sarah.” James changed his exploration of her breasts to lightly pinch each of her nipples in turn. She cried out, unaware until that moment that it wasn’t the first loud mewling sound she had made. She realized when it blended with the others that she’d fallen into a world of insanity where all sounds and sensations combined into a silence of pure, exotic paradise in her head. “Scream if you want to.” Billy adjusted his grip on her thighs, one hand moving to cover her pussy. She couldn’t see what he intended, but she felt it when his fingertips parted her labia as far as it would spread. The pad of his thumb pressed on her bud and began a pressured massage.
“Oh, God, oh, I can’t…” She couldn’t form a coherent thought. Her body pulsed, her system teetering on the edge of a cliff she had never climbed before.
Billy’s tongue probed her opening again, this time in a series of rapid thrusts.
Something happened to her. Sarah couldn’t explain it, couldn’t define it. Her body jerked, her muscles tensing and then pulsing as a powerfully delightful relaxation took over. Control followed after the stampede, leaving her convulsing, breathless, and confused.
“W–what was that?” she asked when she managed to push the words past her dry lips.
“Did you like it?” Both of Billy’s hands returned to her thighs, his lips grazing the inside of one leg like a feather.
“I don’t know. It felt…weird.” It felt out of control, and that was the one thing she couldn’t stand to feel. Yet that kind of helplessness hadn’t been so bad. As a matter of fact, it’d been outrageously fun.
She looked down to find Billy watching her, his face glistening with the juices her body created. The sudden urge to kiss him, to taste what he’d tasted brought a naughty blush to heat her cheeks.
“Want to feel it again?” James continued to caress her breasts with one hand while his other skimmed down her front to cover her mound. “You’re still hot down here and just a bit wet.” He pushed a finger over her bud, causing her to draw in a quick breath. “Sore?”
Sarah shook her head. “Sensitive.”
“Ready.” James made it sound more statement than question. He flicked the tip of his finger over her bud again and then again. “Does that hurt?” Sarah didn’t know how to answer. His nail grated over her swollen bud, but the sharp sting brought back the low hum of pressure she felt before.
“I liked that,” James told her when she didn’t answer. “Feelin’ you shatter in pleasure in my arms. I wanna make you do it again. I wanna put my fingers just inside that tight hole and feel your muscles grip at me. Tomorrow night, your body is gonna do that around my cock.”
Sarah couldn’t think on tomorrow night when his hand did such wonderful things to her right now. Already, she felt closer and closer to that strange thing that made her mindless and crazy with an uncontrolled bliss.
“It’s called an orgasm,” Billy told her. His hands skimmed up and down her body, a loving caress that only enhanced James’s touch between her legs. “Just one more thing you’re gonna get used to now that you’re going to be our wife, Sarah.”
“Mmm.” Sarah let her eyes drift closed as the weight in her deepest, most secret spots demanded her focus. She didn’t think getting used to this would be a problem at all.
“Wanna know somethin’ else?” James pushed his free hand between their bodies, gl
iding his callused palm over her buttocks.
“Hmm?” Sarah lost herself in the moment, in the riot of emotions fluttering through her as she allowed all four of their hands to explore her body without embarrassment or fear. She didn’t expect to experience such relief at letting herself go. Perhaps it came from knowing she could trust the Cassidy brothers to take care of her after all. She could give herself to them, be their wife, love them, and not worry they would break her spirit.
“Billy’s gonna take your virginity tomorrow night, as a husband should.”
“Not before we make it to town.” Sarah knew she didn’t sound as stern as she wanted to, seeing as how her pussy felt like talons clawed through the tender walls on a slow climb for escape.
“Then I’m gonna take your virginity here.” James pushed a finger between her butt cheeks, stopping when the pad of his fingertip covered her back entrance.
Sarah’s eyes flew open as every muscle in her body stiffened. Her breath caught in her throat. All focus on the pleasure of mere milliseconds before morphed to the fear she’d been priding herself on not feeling. “No. You can’t.”
“I can.” James’s statement left no room for argument. “And I will. This is my hole, Sarah.” His fingertip pressed against her anus, rotating in a slow circle of pressure against the outer rim. “I’m gonna enjoy that pussy, too, but when you’re ready, I’ll be the one to take you here first.”
“I’ll never be ready for that.” Even as the protest left her lips she tasted the lie.
Already, his touch to such a forbidden, dark part of her sent an excitement slicing straight to her pussy that she didn’t understand.
“Sure you will.” Billy’s softer, more consoling tone broke through the fear to mingle with the desire. “And when you grow used to that, you’ll take us both inside you. James’ll fuck your ass while I take your pussy.” Oh, God. He couldn’t mean that. She couldn’t want that!
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