Authors: Robin L. Rotham
She wailed with disappointment when they all stopped playing with her at once, but the wail ended when Brent slid his body up beneath hers and didn’t stop until her hips were directly over his.
“It’s about time,” she groused, her eyes damp with tears.
“So impatient.” He used his hand to tease her, rubbing the head of his sheathed cock around her clit.
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“Fuck me,” she demanded.
“He’ll fuck you when I say he can,” Hake said, sliding off the bed and moving behind her.
“Hake, please!”
After a second’s silence, he said, “Okay, fuck her.”
Brent aimed his cock and pulled her down onto him inch by inch.
“Oh yes!” Mandy groaned. Oh, it felt so good!
A hand in the middle of her back pushed her onto Brent’s broad chest and then ice-cold lube slid down her crack again.
“Damn it!” she screeched even as her heart rate tripled. “Can’t you warm that stuff up or something?”
“Picky, picky.” Hake used two fingers to smooth the lube into her bottom, which was still tender and fairly open, and Mandy started to tremble. It was weird—she wasn’t afraid, really, but she was so,
so
excited she could barely breathe. This was really happening. Hake and Brent were both going to fuck her at once.
“Here I come, baby.” That was all the warning she got and then his cock was squeezing into her. She arched upward, scratching at the sheet with her fingernails as she got fuller and fuller.
“Oh God, yes!” she shouted.
“Perfect timing.” Joe’s voice made her eyes snap open. His cock was right in front of her mouth. “You did say you loved
all
your holes stuffed, right?”
She didn’t bother answering, but opened wide. Just as his cock slid to the back of her throat, a flash of light made her blink. What the hell?
Joe pulled right back out and walked around to the other side of the bed. Mandy’s eyes widened with horror when he picked up her digital camera and looked at the screen.
He laughed out loud. “Perfect.”
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“You didn’t!”
“Oh yeah we did. Take a look.”
Cringing, she braced herself and looked. And her eyes widened again. Wow, what a fabulous picture. She looked like a total sex goddess, with her body sandwiched between two sets of lean male hips and Joe’s thick cock stretching her lips. This shot could have been a—
“You bastards,” she laughed suddenly. “How come I’m the only one whose face is showing?” Although her arm had pretty well blocked Brent’s face, he’d turned his head the other way, and the way the shot was framed, both Joe and Hake were cut off at the chest.
“What, do you think we’re stupid?”
Brent’s smile was devilish and she butted his forehead gently with hers.
“You are if you think I won’t get you all for this.”
Hake cupped her chin and turned her head so that he could search her face. “I thought you might like a souvenir, but it’s your camera. You can erase it any time.”
She didn’t hesitate. “What, do you think I’m stupid?”
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Hake’s fingers tightened on Mandy’s chin at the love and laughter shining in her eyes, and all he could do was kiss her. He plunged his tongue between her pretty pink lips and did his best to drink up every drop of her—every sigh, every moan, every sweet breath she took.
Finally he pulled away and looked at Joe, and then down at Brent. Their expressions were clearly envious, and he totally understood why. They’d be on their way tonight, on to the next cold town full of strangers, and he’d still be here with the most beautiful, loving woman ever created.
How in the hell had he gotten so lucky?
“Let’s do this, boys,” he said. “You’ve got a long drive tonight.”
Joe set the camera down and resumed his place at the head of the bed, groaning when Mandy’s mouth sucked him in once again. It was stupid, but Hake was actually proud of her, proud of the way she tortured Joe with her clever little tongue and the way she made him look like he was in serious pain and about to die from the pleasure of it.
This was hands down the best idea he’d ever had. The memories they were making now would no doubt fuel their fantasy life for years to come.
Brent’s hips stirred and Hake gasped. Christ, that felt…more interesting than it should. This had never been really high on his erotic to-do list, but then he hadn’t realized what he was missing. When Brent’s hands slid up Mandy’s thighs to her ass and guided her hips upward, Hake paid attention, and soon they were both gliding in and out of her while she sobbed her pleasure.
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He tried to take his time, he really did, but the incredible tightness, the sensuous sawing of their cocks inside her, got to him before anyone else. He squeezed his eyes shut, shouting harshly as come boiled out of his balls.
“God, Hake, yes! Yes!”
Mandy’s cries barely penetrated the pounding in his ears, and he slumped over her back, huffing like a freight train. Brent was still sliding inside her, and Hake managed to lift his weight with his arms so that they could move under him.
Just as he pulled out of Mandy, a hand pushed down on his back. Hard.
“Hold on there, boy.”
Hake sucked in a breath, tingling all over.
Oh, fuck
.
“Joe,” he started unevenly. But then he couldn’t think of anything else to say.
Say
no! Tell him to stay the
fuck
away from your asshole.
Looking straight ahead, he opened his mouth, but all that came out was panting.
Thick, lubed fingers slid between his buttocks and he groaned harshly.
Oh, fuck
.
He’d just come like there was no tomorrow and yet his cock jerked to attention at the bold penetration.
“I looked in your toy cupboard before you got in here,” Joe said in a silky tone.
“That strap-on harness looks like it’s seen plenty of use, and if I were a bettin’ man, I’d say your wife has stretched this pretty ass before.”
Blazing heat exploded in Hake’s neck and face even as those fingers slid in and out of his ass with a skill that made him break out in gooseflesh.
“Who are you and what have you done with my straitlaced cousin?” Brent asked in amazement, blinking at him over Mandy’s shoulder.
Hake groaned, stinging with embarrassment and ball-splitting arousal. The first time he’d let Mandy strap on that harness and fuck him in the name of research, it was mostly to humor her and prove that he was totally secure in his sexuality. It had taken her all of a minute and a half to make him bellow like a bull as he emptied his balls all 55
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over the bed, and that happened just about every time he let her take him that way.
He’d always told himself it was just the intense stimulation of his prostate that made him come so ferociously, but he had a sick feeling Joe was about to prove otherwise.
“You should have sucked me off while you had the chance, boy,” Joe continued, pumping another finger into his ass, stretching him painfully. “Now I’m going to fuck
you
until you scream.”
No! Tell him not tonight, cowboy! Say it now!
“Uhnnnn,” he moaned. Christ, that wasn’t going to get the message across. He didn’t want this. He
shouldn’t
want this.
Joe’s fingers slid away and then he gripped Hake by the upper arms like he’d done Mandy and pulled him up. Shit, the guy was strong.
“Put her on her back, Brent,” he said, “so she can watch me give her husband what I gave her earlier.”
Brent rolled her over so fast, their flying feet glanced off Hake’s already aching balls. “Ow, shit!”
“Oh Hake, I’m so sorry!” Mandy cried as Brent pulled both her legs up and folded her in half. “Are you—ooooooh God, Hake!”
Brent had his hands braced against the back of her knees and was powering into her glistening wet cunt over and over. He drove deep and pulled out completely every time so that Hake got a good look at what was happening to her.
Then Joe shoved him down until his ass was in the air, and Hake gulped. Mandy’s scrabbling fingers reached for him and he grabbed her hand and pulled it to his lips.
Joe didn’t take it easy on him. His thick cock sank deep on the very first thrust and Hake nearly screamed. He would have if Joe weren’t so determined to make him do just that. Instead, he blew out a harsh breath and squeezed Mandy’s fingers tighter as he stared at her.
“I love you,” he choked out.
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“I appreciate that, boy,” Joe grunted back, provoking a pained laugh from Hake.
“Not you, you asshole!”
Joe leaned down, penetrating even deeper as he laid his weight on Hake’s back and said in his ear, “But you love my dick, don’t you?”
Hake opened his mouth, gasping for air.
“You want me to ream that manly ass like your little bitty woman and her little bitty dildo can’t.” When he didn’t answer, Joe gouged deeper with his hips, making Hake whine like the dog had earlier. “That’s really why you invited us here today, isn’t it, Hake? Not to take away all your wife’s control, but to take away yours.”
“No!”
“Yes.” Joe’s hard fist gripped Hake’s cock and squeezed until he couldn’t breathe.
“That’s why you
dared
to shove your cock up my ass—you knew I’d pay you back with interest. You were counting on it.”
“Oh Christ, please!”
“You need this, don’t you, boy? You need to be stripped naked and held down and ass-fucked until you can’t remember your own name, much less your meaningless little problems, don’t you? Tell it to me, Hake. Come on, tell me you need to be fucked hard.”
He jerked Hake’s cock roughly. “Say it—now!”
“Yes!” Hake shouted against the mattress. “God damn it, yes! Just do it, Joe—just fuck me! Please fuck me!”
Everything was still for a heartbeat—just long enough for Hake to wonder if he’d screwed up royally. Then the man in his ass turned into a fucking jackhammer, and long before Joe was done with him, Hake was screaming and coming all over the sheet.
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Mandy woke up in the dark, groggy and sore and wrapped in Hake’s arms. Thin bluish light from the fluorescent yard lamp cast confusing shadows in their room.
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She fumbled for the bedside lamp but couldn’t reach it. What time was it? And why were they sleeping at the foot of the bed?
Distant knocking made her sit straight up and the afternoon’s activities came roaring back.
Ho. Ly.
Shit!
She stared down at Hake’s snoring outline, dumbfounded once again by the screaming confession Joe had wrung from him. Her sweet, sexy, clueless farmer had needed to have his control stripped away just as badly as he’d needed to reclaim it.
He’d needed to be
forced
to forget about everything that had gone wrong in his world and live totally in the moment, to do nothing but lie there helplessly and take whatever Joe dished out.
And boy, had Joe ever dished it out! Mandy’s lips curved in a bemused grin as the realization that he hadn’t held back with Hake any more than he had with her raised goose bumps on her arms. She’d had no idea Hake could take such a pounding. She was going to have to remember that the next time he started stressing out about the weather and the price of grain. And she’d definitely have to remember to buy a bigger dildo for her harness.
“Hello?” Brent’s voice drifted up the stairs.
“Hake!” She shook him, and he grumbled and wrapped his arm around her hip but didn’t wake up.
“Hake, Mandy—you two still asleep? We’re about to head out.”
“Just a minute!” Mandy pried herself out of Hake’s grasp and turned on the lamp.
“Hake, wake up. Brent and Joe are leaving.”
Still naked, he blinked at her. “Leaving?” Then his eyes widened and he glanced at the bedside clock. “Shit, they won’t make it to Winner until midnight.”
The bedroom door opened and Mandy screeched, diving for the bedspread on the floor.
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She blushed when Hake said dryly, “Little late for that, isn’t it?”
That didn’t stop him from pulling the spread over his lap when she sat down beside him.
Brent and Joe stopped just inside the doorway, seed caps in place and coats zipped.
The diesel pickup they used to pull their camper idled loudly out on the driveway.
“Just wanted to say thanks for everything,” Brent said with his typical grin. “It’s been…very rewarding.”
“No, thank
you
,” Mandy insisted. “That was all I could have asked for and more. I’ll have enough material to last me for years to come.”
They both looked startled and Hake laughed out loud. “She’ll do anything in the name of research.”
Joe rubbed his chin. “Well, it was for a good cause, I guess. Just be sure and change my name, please.” His eyes twinkled. “Protect the innocent and all that.”
“Innocent, my ass,” Hake snorted. He smiled almost shyly and tears welled in Mandy’s at the sight. This had been so good for him! Why the heck hadn’t
she
thought of it?
But she knew the answer to that before she even finished the question. Why
should
she have thought of it, when his interest in sex had been practically nil? And no doubt if it had been her idea, Hake probably would have said no and she would have let it drop, just like always. It would never have occurred to her to force the issue, which was apparently just what Hake had needed. Thank God he’d been just ignorant enough about his own reasons for doing it to take the initiative.
A moment passed in awkward silence. The afternoon had been so intense it almost felt unreal now—though the fact that Brent and Joe stood fully dressed in their room while she and Hake sat naked on the bed was proof enough that it had happened. It was tempting to tell the guys to go turn off the truck so they could do it all again, but she knew they needed to start work in Winner first thing tomorrow. This was going to be a hard goodbye.