One Hard Ride

by M. M. Bordeaux

  “How, Amanda? Like this?” He grasped her thighs, tilting her hips up so she could take his full length, then drove his dick into her, deeper, faster.

  “Yes! Oh God, yes!” The words came quickly now. With urgent moans, she unashamedly told him what she wanted. “Fuck me hard! Deeper, Jake!”

  “Do you like this Amanda? My cock in your hot sweet pussy?” He could feel her quivering, her pussy clenching at his cock.

  “Yes, yes! Fuck my pussy. I want it. I want your cock!” The words tumbled out in a salacious plea, unchecked by her previous inhibitions.

  “Where Amanda? Where do you want my cock?” He was relentless now.

  “In my pussy. My hot pussy. Oh God! It’s so good. Fuck me, Jake. Fuck me. Fuck me! Fuck me!”

  Fueled by the desperate need of the woman writhing in passion beneath him, Jake fucked Amanda with a ferocity that he had never felt before. His plunging jack-hammer thrusts quickly had her moaning in unrestrained passion

  “Oh God…now,” she cried. “Now, Jake. I’m going to come now!”

  Chapter Six

  Amanda’s orgasm erupted in the warm wet flesh between her legs, ignited by the friction of Jake’s cock plunging deep and then pulling away. As she surrendered to her climax, the spark blazed white-hot, then spread down the insides of her thighs and up through her abdomen, spiraling up her spine with incandescent brilliance.

  Her neck arched and her pelvis lifted. Amanda closed her eyes and clutched at Jake’s shoulders, locking her legs around his thighs as if holding on to him was the only thing that kept her from flying off the bed and disintegrating in ecstasy.

  “Ohhh…my…God!” Her cry became a moan and finally a scream she couldn’t control. She couldn’t control anything. She was lost in the moment and knew only that this was what she had been searching for, what she needed so desperately. At its apex, her orgasm lifted her out of her body.

  She came back to reality slowly, her nerve endings still thrumming with electricity. Jake’s weight shifted as he rolled to one side, his erection sliding out of her still throbbing pussy. She finally opened her eyes and looked at him. Once again, he was propped on one elbow looking down at her, smiling. She took a deep breath and smiled back at him. “That was…incredible.”

  “It was for a fact. You are an incredible, beautiful, sexy woman.”

  She blushed at the compliment. Glancing down, she saw Jake’s cock was still hard, a thick shaft angling up from his groin. “I was out of it for a little while. Did you…I mean…”

  “Did I climax? Not yet. But don’t worry, I will once you enjoy as many orgasms as you want.”

  She started to reply, but hesitated. How much could she share with this man? She barely knew him. But he had just fucked her to the threshold of oblivion. “You know, I’ve never had an orgasm like that. It was amazing.”

  He grinned at her. “Orgasms like that are habit forming. Once you have one, you just want more.”

  “I’m sure that’s true.” She stretched, releasing the tension in the muscles that had clinched during her climax. “In fact, I may be ready for another one.”

  She could hardly believe she was telling a man she had known for a few hours that she was horny enough for another mind-blowing orgasm. But this was the man who had teased and cajoled her into telling him to “fuck” her and “shove his cock in her hot pussy.” She felt very naughty, but pleased to have actually voiced her desires.

  Amanda studied Jake’s features. The man was not only impossibly gorgeous, he was an incredible lover. As if reading her thoughts, Jake reached out and cupped her breast, squeezing the nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

  “Are you ready for more, Miss Sloane?” He rose up on his knees and scooted between her legs.

  She spread her legs, giving him more room. “I’m ready for you to fuck me senseless.” It was easy now to tell the man what she wanted. “Fuck me with your big hard cock.”

  Jake grinned at her new-found lack of inhibition. He placed his hands on her upraised knees and spread her legs farther apart. “I don’t think so,” he said, leaning down toward her pussy. “I need to see just how delicious you taste.” As he lowered his head, Amanda was glad she had shaved and trimmed her pubic hair. Then Jake’s tongue swiped up the length of her slit and settled on her clit. Further thought became impossible.

  “Ohhh God!” No one had ever done that before. Not like this. A shudder of pleasure swept through her body. Amanda reached down and clutched Jake’s head with both hands, entwining her fingers in his hair. “Oh! Oh! Oh my God!” Her cries rose in a crescendo of moans as her pelvis bucked against his churning tongue. She pulled him closer then pushed him away, her clitoris and pussy so sensitive she could barely stand the exquisite torture of his touch. She had become so needy with arousal, she wanted him to do nothing less than devour her.

  This time her orgasm came in waves, small sensations at first, building into a crashing surf that swept her up in a tsunami of pleasure. Jake held her bucking hips, keeping his mouth and tongue tight against her pussy, sucking and teasing her swollen, wet flesh. Her moans became a wail, a cry of rapture. Finally, the uncontrollable contractions of her climax waned, the intensity of the flooding current ebbing away to a quiet calm. Amanda lifted her head and looked down between her legs. Jake grinned at her, his chiseled lips and masculine chin glistening with her juices, his eyes twinkling mischievously.

  Oh God, what have I done, she thought, letting her head drop back on the pillow. I’ve just had sex with a client. Twice.

  ****

  Jake wiped the evidence of her passion from his face, then sat on the edge of the bed looking down at her.

  She scooted back against the headboard and shook her head. “I’m afraid I haven’t been very professional. I want you to know that this…what we’ve done…won’t affect how I evaluate your painting. Or any business agreement we might come to.”

  “I wouldn’t expect it to,” he said. “What we just enjoyed is totally extracurricular to any business I have with Peabody, Patterson & Cope.” He leaned forward and kissed her gently.

  “And that goes for anything we might enjoy in the future,” he continued. “Agreed?” He held out his hand. She stared at his extended hand and then looked up into his eyes.

  “Agreed,” she said.

  As he shook her hand, he wondered if she knew just how much “future enjoyment” he had in mind. He thrived on being an instrumental part of a woman’s sexual awakening and, from Amanda’s reaction to the last hour and a half of love making, he was certain she was experiencing sex in a whole new way.

  And, he thought with a smile, the little minx is certainly multi-orgasmic. Now, however, it’s my turn.

  Jake lay down on his back, his condom-clad cock angling up from his groin. Amanda grinned and straddled his hips, holding his cock upright as she lowered herself onto the rigid shaft. “So now I get to take my first Texas pony ride.”

  Jake held her hips as she worked her pelvis back and forth, grinding against his groin then sliding up until just his cockhead was captured between her labia. She was leaning slightly forward, her palms pressed firmly against his pecs. He reached up and cradled her breasts in his palms, lifting the smooth round globes to feel their weight. Her nipples were large and, as he pinched and twisted them, he heard her sharp intake of breath.

  For several minutes he stared up at her face as she fucked him, her hips rocking back and forth as she slid over his cock. Her eyes were closed, her lips compressed in determination, her concentration seemed totally focused on giving him the same pleasure he had given her. She moved faster and he closed his eyes, dropping his hands to her hips. She began to make a circular motion with her hips on each down-stroke and he tightened his grip.

  He felt his own need ignite, a spark of white-hot heat spreading out from his groin to every nerve ending in his body. His cock, wrapped in the tight, slick sheath of her pussy, ached for release. Finally it came and he erupted in orgasm, his head t
ilting back as he groaned loudly. With a deep guttural moan he spurted again and again, his cock jerking in spasms inside her pussy, his hips jerking reflexively with each pulse.

  Amanda came again, too, her pussy pulsing tightly as she cried out in pleasure. He reached up and pulled her head down, guiding her lips to his for a passionate kiss, fueled by the ecstasy of his orgasm.

  As their climaxes faded, she collapsed on his chest, sweaty and trembling, trying to catch her breath. Finally, she rolled to one side. “God, I never knew sex could be so good.”

  “I knew it would be good with you,” he said. “Ever since I saw you at the barn.”

  Amanda blushed, heat spreading up her neck to her cheeks. “I was so embarrassed when you saw me. I’m normally very inhibited about sex. I’ve never done anything like that before.”

  “Never?” Jake got up and discarded his condom, then slid back onto the bed beside her.

  “No. Never. But now I’m glad it happened. It made you want me.”

  “You haven’t been too inhibited tonight. Far from it.”

  She giggled. “That’s because you have shredded all my hang-ups.” She reached down to grip his cock, still large even in its flaccid state. “You unlocked my libido and unleashed my inner slut. Aren’t you ashamed of what you’ve turned me into? And all in a matter of a couple of hours.”

  Jake chuckled and squeezed her breast, tweaking her nipple. “God your nipples are sexy. And I don’t feel a bit guilty. You’d gotten yourself pretty worked up on the balcony.”

  Her blush deepened. “Okay. I admit it. Watching Luke and Julie turned me on. I swear, I’m not a voyeur. But watching them had me dripping wet.” She hesitated, then said, “Especially when Justin joined in.”

  They lay quietly for a moment, Amanda holding his penis while he caressed her breast. Finally he said, “Have you ever been in a threesome?”

  “Not really. Although, I once watched my roommate in college with two boys. It was pretty erotic.”

  “Would you like to be? In a threesome, I mean.”

  ****

  Amanda blushed, a rosy heat spreading up to her forehead and down over her breasts. In the shadowy starlight, she couldn’t see the change but her body heat had risen several degrees. She couldn’t believe Jake was actually asking if she would like to participate in a ménage a trois. But then, she could barely believe they had just spent two hours having passionate, uninhibited sex. And, she wondered, if the sex was this good with Jake, how much better would it be with Jake and his brother? Or Jake and Luke?

  “It’s a popular fantasy for a lot of women. Have you ever thought about it?”

  She hesitated, felt the tingle stirring between her legs again. “Well, since you’ve already discovered how wanton I can be, I’ll admit I’ve wondered about it.”

  “Maybe we should make it happen.”

  She rose up on one elbow and studied Jake’s face. There was a wickedly devilish slant in his smile. “Are you serious?”

  “Totally. If you wanted to spend another night here.”

  She looked at him without speaking, trying to read the expression in his eyes. His cock was growing hard again under her touch and she could feel her own arousal increasing.

  “Why don’t we play it by ear? Let me do my work tomorrow before making any commitments for tomorrow night. Okay?”

  “Fair enough. And if you decide to stay another night, I’ll assume you want to explore the possibilities of…doubling your pleasure.”

  She smiled seductively. “Speaking of pleasure, if you’ve got another condom, I believe I’d like to saddle up and give this big boy one more ride.” Taking the lead in initiating sex made her feel deliciously wicked.

  Jake grinned, reached over, and opened the nightstand drawer. Donning the condom took but a moment, but the passion in his eyes spoke volumes.

  After straddling him and riding his cock for several minutes she crawled off and knelt on her hands and knees, inviting him to fuck her from behind. It was a position she would now call stallion style, remembering how Rocket had mounted Dolly, ramming his huge cock into her. As Jake knelt behind her, she dropped to her elbows, tilting her ass up to give him a better angle for penetration. He stroked the smooth globes of her bottom, caressing them gently before squeezing them as he nudged forward.

  Finally, his cockhead was at the entrance of her upturned slit and he pushed in, shoving his cock in to the base in one powerful stroke. At her long wail of pleasure, he slid one hand up the firm skin of her belly and over her breasts, reaching up to touch her lips with his fingers.

  She immediately opened her mouth, sucking three of his fingers inside, swirling her tongue around and between them, sucking them as if they were another cock. Behind her, Jake uttered a guttural moan and began to fuck her harder and faster, jamming his cock deep into her pussy with each thrust. Imagining that she might actually have Jake’s cock in her pussy while Justin fucked her mouth was an intense turn on. She could feel Jake’s arousal increase as well, his free hand tightening on her hip, his cock shoving even deeper. She came hard, slamming her ass back against him as he orgasmed in a forceful rush, flooding her core with heat.

  ****

  Amanda awoke in a big featherbed similar to the one in her room. But it was not her bed or her room. It was Jake Morgan’s and, with that realization, she immediately recalled all the naughty, delicious, sexy, outrageous things she had done with the rancher the night before. She especially remembered the invitation to participate in a threesome. Thinking about it gave her a nervous knot in her tummy, but it also made her pussy tingle and moisten.

  She got out of bed and picked up her T-shirt from a chair and slipped into it. Jake had left a note on the dresser that he had chores to do and would be back for breakfast at eight. Jesus, I wonder what time it is? She opened the door to the balcony to go back to her room and ran smack into Justin.

  “Oh, sorry.” She blushed, closing Jake’s door as she stepped out onto the deck. Justin was now wearing jeans, chaps, and a flannel shirt. Spurs jingled on his boots and he wore a weathered grey cowboy hat.

  As he stepped aside to keep from bumping into Amanda, he grinned and tipped his hat. “Morning Miss Sloane. Hope you slept well.”

  She turned redder, hesitating, unsure whether she should step back into Jake’s room or walk beside Justin to her own. She opted for the latter and, a moment later, she was inside her room, leaving the grinning cowboy to his own lascivious thoughts. Considering that his nighttime activity had involved two other people, he certainly had no right to judge her for sleeping with his brother.

  The memory of the threesome she had seen gave Amanda an instant tingle between her legs. What will it be like? she wondered, having both nipples sucked at once, having four hands caressing her, having cocks in her mouth and pussy at the same time. It sounded so erotic.

  Thinking about it now, she wondered if she would dare accept Jake’s invitation to spend another night at the ranch. A threesome! She assumed it would be with Justin, although Jake hadn’t actually said so. Maybe it would be with Luke. That would be okay she supposed, although Justin was more handsome. But Luke was definitely well endowed. Her imagination was filled with thoughts of Jake and Justin and Luke and the inhibitions she had shed in her short time at the ranch. Thank you Jake, she thought. I don’t know how you managed to find my “on” button so quickly, but that is one switch that’s going to stay flipped.

  Chapter Seven

  Amanda e-mailed the photo of the ranch to Sarah, then spent thirty minutes on the phone with Richard, giving him a quick summary of her trip and an initial reaction to the painting’s possible authenticity.

  “But don’t get too excited,” she said. “It was only a quick look. I’ll call you again this afternoon when I’ve had more time to study it.”

  Since the Morgans said they had proof of ownership and some documents regarding provenance, she didn’t mention the altercation between Justin, Jake, and their cousin, Winslow. I
f necessary, she would bring that up later. She did discuss what Jake said about needing the money at the end of the month.

  “That’s a problem.” Richard said. “If it’s an obvious fake, you’ll know pretty quickly. But if it’s authentic, it might take weeks or months for our Randell experts to sign off on it. And no collector is going to pay top dollar for an unknown Randell without some independent verification.”

  “I know. What do you think we should do?”

  “I don’t know. But the first thing we have to do is determine if the painting is actually a genuine Randell. If you think it is, we will have to get some independent analysis as quickly as possible.”

  “I’ll let you know what I think as soon as I can.”

  “I’ll be waiting to hear from you, Mandy.”

  Amanda dressed in jeans and a tailored white button-up blouse. Completely buttoned up, the blouse looked very businesslike. With a few buttons undone, it looked very sexy. Still under the influence of her extremely satisfying romp with Jake, she chose to go for sexy, leaving the top three buttons undone and showing ample cleavage and a peek of her lace bra. Sexy but not slutty. Slutty, she thought, can come later. She thought of Jake’s invitation to stay another night, possibly fulfilling her fantasy of a threesome. Would she dare?

  Amanda followed the wonderful aroma of bacon and eggs and biscuits down to the dining room. The large table was already half full with Jake, Justin, Luke, Julie, and a Mexican rancher introduced as Jorge Sanchez. She noted that when she walked in, all four men looked from her cleavage to her face and back to her cleavage. For half a second, she thought maybe going sexy was a mistake. But from the smiles on the men’s faces, she decided it was the right choice after all. Even Julie gave her a smile.

  After her night with Jake, Amanda knew she was glowing. A wet rag couldn’t have wiped the grin off her face. She caught a glimmer of a conspiratorial smile in Jake’s eyes, but it lasted just a moment before he returned his attention to Mr. Sanchez.