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  “Can two play at this?” James nuzzled Katie’s shoulder.

  Katie ended the kiss. “I don’t know. What do you want to play?” She rolled to the side, kissing him with as much ardor as she’d shown with Daniel. Somehow the three of them ended up on the right side of the bed, with Daniel working to pull her underwear off. Oh no. James wasn’t going to allow Daniel to lick her sweet pussy again without giving him a taste first. Just because Katie and his lover had a history and this had been Daniel’s idea didn’t mean he had to suffer. James rolled Katie onto her back.

  Her pert breasts drew him, and he lowered his head to one, hard nipple. Wrapping his lips around it and sucking, he stifled a groan against her skin. He’d forgotten how good it felt to suck on a woman’s breasts, to listen to her moans, and feel her fingers digging into him, when he licked her right there. Yeah, he tongued her nipple again, just to feel her jerk beneath him. Straightening his legs alongside hers, he reached for Daniel and pulled his lover’s hands to Katie’s other breast.

  Katie was so soft, so responsive. Her tiny moans tightened his cock. So different from the way Daniel handled sex. James tongued her nipple, his fingers feathering down across her stomach. Beneath his touch, her muscles fluttered. She spread her legs and whimpered.

  He touched her curls, pausing at the softness. He was a man used to roughness, calluses and harsh language used in the middle of fucking. Her curls, damp with her juices, teased him, and when he slid a single digit along her slit, he didn’t know which one of them groaned louder.

  James released her nipple with a pop. Over her chest, he caught Daniel staring at him. You want this? He seemed to ask with his eyes, and James smiled. Oh, how he wanted this. His finger slid easily between her labia and he didn’t touch any farther.

  Katie lifted her hips. “Please,” she whimpered. “I want.”

  “What do you want?” he asked, bringing his finger, wet with her juices, to her mouth. “For me to touch you?” He grinned, sliding his finger along her lower lip. “There you go. Taste yourself.”

  Katie lifted her head. She licked his finger, then slowly wrapped her lips around it and sucked. His cock jerked. He’d seen her with Daniel; he needed her to do the same thing to him. She released his finger and gave a soft, sensual moan. “I want you to taste me.”

  Dear God, how could he keep his control around this woman? Her openness aroused him. No shy, virginal maiden act for her. Instead, she flattened her feet on the bed, spreading her thighs to give him more access.

  “My Katie is a firecracker. Better do what she says.” Daniel said, leaning down to nuzzle her breast.

  James arched an eyebrow at the possessive words, following them anyway. He slid down the bed, trying to remember just how long it’d been for him. Years, easily, and right now, with this woman, he wondered why. The man on the other side of the bed held the answers to that one. Because after Daniel, James hadn’t wanted anyone else.

  Until Katie.

  The revelation settled over him as he eased between her thighs. He stroked her soft skin, marveling at her strong, supple legs. Her smoothness and sweet fragrance welcomed him like a homecoming after hair-roughed legs and male musk. Drawing his finger along the length of her sex, he delighted in her moans, her shivers.

  His finger slid between her labia to find her clit. He brushed against it, smiling at her gasp. Daniel’s possessiveness matched his own. His Katie. Daniel’s Katie. Their Katie. Closing his eyes, he circled her opening. Some things, he hoped, you never forgot. He dipped a finger inside, withdrawing quickly. So wet. So tight. Damn, this was going to be good.

  He sensed Daniel watching him, though a quick glance showed him nuzzling and suckling on Katie’s breasts. His big hands, tanned and calloused on her pale skin, only brought home the fact that he was with a woman, fucking a woman. Their woman.

  He stroked and teased, feeling the desire coil in her body. Knowing he’d be buried in her tight pussy soon enough he pushed his own needs aside and slid two fingers into her. His thumb brushed against her clit, a back and forth motion in counterpoint to the thrust of his fingers.

  Her body moved, seemingly of its own, rocking against his fingers to find release. After so long, Daniel still knew exactly how to touch her, and she marveled at how much this felt like a homecoming.

  “That’s it. Come for me,” he whispered.

  And she did, release rushing over her as her cream drenched his fingers. Her breathy little pants filled the room, underscored by his and Daniel’s deeper breathing. Her fingers clenched, reaching for something, anything, and he slid his fingers from her, moving forward so he could lick her.

  Chapter Seven

  Daniel stared down Katie’s body at James’ dark head between her thighs and tongued the nipple in his mouth a little more. Though he nibbled on her breasts, he could still taste her essence in his mouth, remembering how each flick of his tongue made her moan and writhe. His big hand covered her breast, his lips moving to the underside and then lower still, across her stomach until he found the sensitive crease where her thigh met her body.

  “She tastes like heaven, doesn’t she?” Daniel asked his lover.

  “Mmm,” James murmured against his flesh.

  Daniel reached beneath her thigh to gather her juices on his fingers. He trailed them back towards her other anus. The tight bud beckoned him, though he was careful not to get too close. He doubted his Katie had been taken by two men before, at least not at the same time.

  “Oh!” She gasped.

  His finger edged closer. “You ever taken anyone back here?”

  She pumped her hips closer to his fingers. “No. But, it feels…so good.” She moaned.

  James ate her deeper, trusting his tongue into her like a miniature cock. His hands spread her wider, giving Daniel easy access to her back entrance. A virgin, at least in one way. He rolled away from her long enough to grab the lube bottle. She might want him back there, but not yet. Not for a while.

  He made sure his fingers were nice and slippery before returning to his play. Quick caresses and slight pressure moved in counterpoint to James’ lips and tongue. “You first,” Daniel whispered.

  James pulled away and Katie whimpered.

  “Easy,” Daniel crooned, slipping his finger into her as far as the first knuckle. “Relax.”

  “Oh!” She gasped.

  James moved over her and Daniel tossed him a condom.

  He sheathed himself in a quick, sure motion before bracing himself at her entrance, not needing any help to rub his tip against her. James teased her clit, bumping it with his cock, the teasing motion forcing her to work herself on Daniel’s finger.

  Oh, how he loved to see Katie like this. A flush across her skin, her lips parted, so perfect to wrap around his cock. Her body trembled, tiny spasms racing through her. She hovered, caught between the two men.

  James filled her in a single thrust. Katie lifted her legs, hooking her ankles at his lower back to keep him inside her. Daniel’s fingers stilled, eventually moved away. They didn’t need any help and he’d never seen anything more beautiful. Watching his lover move, knowing how those same powerful thrusts felt…Daniel swallowed hard. Katie gave, as she always did, her cries rising. He reached down and cupped his balls, tugging on them, to keep from giving into the urge to stroke himself along with his lover’s thrusts.

  Daniel curled his hands, not wanting to interfere with Katie and James. Instead, he watched them; resisting the urge to gather Katie in his arms and hold her while his lover took her. Pressed together, he couldn’t even reach between them to stroke her breasts. Instead he savored their closeness, her beauty, and simply being there with them.

  Katie came again, burying her face against James’ chest. Her heels dug into his buttocks, the waves of her release visible. Her cries were muffled against James’ skin, and Daniel drew a shuddering breath. His hand moved the length of his cock, slow strokes to cool his ardor to manageable pitch.

  She lay panting
half a second before James stiffened. Skin slapped against skin, a final pounding trust before he stiffened. He looked not at Katie, but at Daniel, grinning like a madman as he came. Muscles twitched in his thighs, his face a rigid mask of pleasure.

  Like two statues, they lay there, suspended in their own releases. A deep sigh later, James relaxed, bracing his weight on his arms. He brushed a kiss across her forehead, then as her legs relaxed around him, he rolled to the side.

  “Daniel?” Katie turned to him, her fingers reaching out to feather caresses across his chest. She glanced at his erection and then turned fully toward him. Boldly, she pushed on his shoulder, sending him flat to the mattress. “My turn to ride.”

  By the time he registered her words, Katie was already moving over him, reaching for a condom and protecting them before straddling his waist. She bent forward, her breasts within reach. He leaned up, capturing a nipple in his mouth and sucking on it. They moved, his cock sliding between her legs, rubbing against her slit. She rocked against him, and he found himself once more magically transported to the world of loving Katie.

  Their lips met and he kissed her, pouring the beauty at what he’d just seen, his emotions, banked for so long into this moment. Somehow they wiggled, aligned, and she sank down onto his cock with a sigh that he swallowed. Her muscles tightened around him; she rocked taking him deeper. They ended up seating, her in his lap, facing each other, hands free to roam and touch. He speared his fingers through her hair, holding her there so he could plunder her mouth. His Katie. Always his. Always.

  She pulled her mouth away, pressing her face against the crook of his neck so she could muffle her moans against his skin. The wordless sounds turned into her evoking his name on each thrust, over and over again. His arms tightened around her, never wanting to let go. Not right now, and not ever, though his lover sat next to him.

  He felt James then, the strong hand on his shoulder, and realized that the man had moved to sit beside them, just watching, his legs stretched out. Daniel gave himself over to the moment, knowing this was exactly what he had wanted when he’d made the suggestion to James. Just the two of them with Katie’s warm body and gentle, easy loving.

  When she came again it was softer. Lust no longer drove them. Her channel tightened around him, the ripples of her muscles taking him closer to the edge. Her tiny breathy cries ensnared him. Clinging to him, she shuddered to her release, and he held her. Content to be buried balls-deep inside her body just for this moment.

  And then, unable to remain still for any longer, he surged forward once more. A long, final thrust, burying himself deep inside. His balls tightened. Pressure built, tingling at the base of his spine. Her warmth and heat combined to create a cocoon from which he never wanted to emerge.

  His release burst through him, like a breach in a dam, pouring from his body and soul. His cock pulsed, his essence surging forth. If it weren’t for the condom, he would have been as intimately connected with her as two people could be. His fingers tightened on her shoulders, her heels pressing against his buttocks. A long, low groan slid from his through to rumble into the air, and he let the sound of pure, and utter completeness wrap around them.

  Breathing heavily, Daniel rested his forehead against hers. The sounds of their panting breaths faded away, leaving the normal sounds of a hotel room. Noise outside the corridor barely intruded. When he opened his eyes, he found James staring at him, his expression shuttered.

  Katie shifted and Daniel begrudgingly untangled them, letting her lay down in the bed between them for a few moments before tucking her against his side. This is what he had dreamed of. His Katie. Back in his bed, and his life, once more.

  “You okay, sweetheart?” he asked, pressing a kiss to her temple. No doubt she’d be sore tomorrow and the drive back home wouldn’t help. She nodded and murmured sleepily, turning her face against him.

  Wrapping an arm around her, he pulled her even tighter against his body. James got up and turned out the light, then pulled the blanket over the three of them. No need for late night television tonight, Daniel mused. He reached across Katie to rest his fingers against James’ side. Then he thought of nothing except the soft breaths of the woman beside him, and the man on the other side of her. Sometimes things just worked out so well, so perfect, and he couldn’t be a happier man.

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  Katie stood at the foot of the bed, wincing at the twinges in her thighs. Some muscles hadn’t been worked for a while, but staring at Daniel still sleeping, the sheet tangled around his hips, she couldn’t think of a better man with which to test her endurance. Sometime during the night James must have went to the other bed, because he lay on it, the blankets mussed around his chest. A slight frown furrowed his brow, making her wonder what he dreamed about.

  She turned away, hurrying into the bathroom, not liking the fact that James had moved. She’d taken him first, wanted to really, though Daniel had suggested it. She was drawn to the cowboy. If they’d met, and she hadn’t known he was with Daniel, she wondered what kind of a relationship might have developed. Probably not much since she assumed she didn’t have the right equipment…at least she didn’t think she had until last night.

  While the water warmed in the tub, she dangled her fingers in it, adding a bit of complementary bubble bath from the hotel. The big tub lured her with the promise of some peace in which to think before the men awakened and they headed back home. She sank into the steaming water with a sigh, her muscles relaxing in the warmth.

  A folded up towel became a pillow for her when she leaned back, letting the water lap across the tops of her breasts. Coming this far, Katie figured she probably wouldn’t go back. At least not if the men kept her. She frowned, the worries bubbling deep inside, made worse by James’ choice of sleeping arrangements, battling with her sense of contentment.

  “Just let it go,” she whispered to herself. She lathered up a wash cloth and began to bathe, hoping the routine movements would calm her mind. “He’s a big boy. He can handle things himself. I know I didn’t push him out of the bed.”

  The water sloshed against the side of the tub. The whirr of the pipes just above her head confirmed there were others, most likely rodeo competitors, in the hotel going about their normal business. She lifted her leg and slid the washcloth down the length, then back up again. The slight ache in her thighs made her smile, and when she dipped the washcloth between her legs and tenderly stroke her outer labia her breath hitched.

  Last night had been wonderful. More than wonderful, it had surpassed anything she might have imagined. Her muscles fluttered. Daniel had toyed with things she’d never experienced before. What would it feel like to have both men at once, each one filling her? She bit her lip.

  Her fingers relaxed, the washcloth floating free. With a single digit she stroked herself, up and down. Her other hand crept to her breast, fingers playing over already tight nipples. Her lips parted and her breathing grew ragged.

  “Room for two?”

  Daniel’s voice cut into her haze of pleasure.

  Oh god, he’d caught her. Her fingers fell away from her breast, but not before she caught the knowing glint in his eyes.

  “You looked like you were remembering something good.” He closed the bathroom door behind him.

  She hadn’t even heard him open it. She straightened, hastily splashing for the washcloth and started to scrub her arm.

  “I know what you were doing.”

  He probably did. His cock stood at attention, the hint of a foil packet visible in his left hand. He tossed it next to her shampoo. At the edge of the tub he knelt down, ignoring the cool tile and kissed her.

  She tasted mint. He’d brushed his teeth too, without her noticing? They were in a room together…her brow furrowed for a moment before his tongue swiped along her lower lip and made her forget about everything except how good his mouth felt. Opening to him, she trailed wet fingers along his shoulder, reaching his nape and curling her fingers into his hair.
r />   Daniel pulled away and glanced into the frothy water. “Company?”

  The growing-tepid water made Katie’s decision for her. She pulled the plug, draining the tub. “Shower.”

  Ignoring her nudity she stood. With the tub empty, she turned on the water and pulled the curtain partially closed. Daniel stepped in, closing the curtain fully. “You wash my back, I wash yours, sort of thing?”

  “Maybe.” Katie fished the washrag from the bottom of the tub and rinsed it out, before hanging it up.

  Daniel pulled the lever, sending warm water cascading over them. He stood under the spray. Droplets slid down over his chest, following the ridges of his abs and down to cling to the curls surrounding his shaft. Reaching for the soap, she lathered her hands before flattening them on his chest. She started at his shoulders, working with firm, smooth strokes.

  He braced his feet and grabbed the soap. His hands moved down over her breasts, finding her nipples and sliding over them. “Last night was good, huh?” He stepped closer.

  Her fingers brushed his abs. The water washed away the soap almost as soon as she applied it. She didn’t care. “Turn around.”

  “But then I can’t touch you.”

  She swatted his hip playfully. “Do it. Unless you don’t want your back washed.”

  “Yes, ma’am.” Chuckling, he turned and braced his hands on the wall.

  She ran the soap over his back, washing him. She could never get enough of touching his body, caressing it, making love to it. With his back clean, her hands moved down, until she reached around and stroked his cock.

  Daniel’s breath hissed. “What about you?”

  “What about me?” With one hand still on his cock, she reached for the condom packet. Tearing it open with her teeth, she unrolled it, thankful she hadn’t quite lost the knack.

  “Don’t you want your back washed?”

  “Mmm. I can think of other things that need attention right now.” She tugged on his arm, making him spin around. Inching closer to him, she stood on tiptoe, delighting in the way their slick skin rubbed together. “I think I want you inside me.” She reached down and gave his cock a slight squeeze.