Cowboy Not Included: The Boot Knockers Ranch, Book 6 (11 page)

She blushed three shades.

“You’re sweating,” Booker said.

Irritation flitted across her face. “It’s hot.”

“Couldn’t be the temps just raised about a hundred degrees?”

She dipped her gaze to his cock, which stabbed from beneath the hem of his shirt. Since she was looking, he rubbed a hand from tip to base, then lifted the cloth away from his abs.

“Jesus, Booker.”

Teller strutted to the back of the line, and Skye craned her neck to see.

A dark stab of lust hit Booker. Suddenly the thought of seeing her speared on the end of Teller’s cock turned him on—big time.

Leaning close, he whispered, “Did you like his tongue in your mouth?”

“Did you like your cock in his?” she shot back.

He recognized the shock in her voice. Staring down at her, he said, “You really didn’t know, did you?”

“Know what? That you fuck men?”

“Yeah.”

“No, I didn’t. Did you…when we were…?”

“Hell, no. I never touched anyone when we were together.”

She peered at him from the corner of her eye as if she didn’t believe him. “And you like this guy…Teller?”

Over her head, Booker shot his friend a glance. A great sense of humor, carved, tanned muscles and he was great at giving head. What wasn’t to like?

He nodded. “You like him too.”

“I’d like any cowboy that isn’t you.”

“I didn’t hear you complaining when you had your first anal orgasm.”

She flushed again.

Catching Teller’s eye, he said to Skye, “Would you like to watch us together?”

“What? Booker, you’re insane.”

He clamped a hand on her waist. A shiver coursed through her. “I’m serious. Because I’d like to watch you with him.”

She went dead still. Was her heart even beating? She blinked up at him.

“Whattaya say?” he murmured.

She swallowed hard. “I say get your pants. We’re going to the bungalow.”

Skye stared at the wall of man flesh before her. Booker and Teller were matched in height and muscle and both wore cocky grins.

A shiver snaked down her spine and she clasped her hands before her. Now that the guys stood in nothing but underwear and self-confidence, what was she to do with them?

She must have been insane to agree to this.

Teller’s kiss had started this. Not to mention a mind-blowing view of the man on his knees servicing her husband.

Ex-husband.

Booker reached for her. She watched his big hand move and clasp around her upper arm. Somehow his touch grounded her. Her nervousness was still an undercurrent, but it was shot with excitement.

“How does this normally work?” She wet her lower lip.

“It starts with less talking, baby.” Booker pressed her back on the bed. When two cowboys crawled up the mattress to flank her, she had to be dreaming. But no, they began to touch her.

A finger on her collarbone. A nibble on her ear. Big, warm bodies heated her from both sides.

“Relax, sugar,” Teller murmured, trailing light kisses from ear to throat while he drew circles over her skin with that maddeningly rough forefinger.

A shudder racked her. Booker lapped a path under her jaw. She squeezed her eyes shut and gave herself up to sensation. This was why she’d paid to come here. Well, not this exactly. Never once had it crossed her mind she’d be in bed with two men—or that one would be her ex.

Or that the cowboys were already lovers.

Warmth bloomed in her core at the memory of the moments they’d shared. Would they do that again? Just how far would they go in front of her?

Booker slid his palm down her ribs. Looking deep into his eyes, she saw the question.
Is this okay?

She made a noise of assent. As if she’d flipped a switch, both men began to take control. Booker captured her mouth in a long, tongue-swirling kiss while Teller nipped her neck and down to her breasts. Sensation tore through her, and she stopped thinking about who was doing what to her. All she knew was their touch.

Booker broke the kiss. Kneeling, he worked her top up and off, followed by her bra. Teller dived for the skin he exposed. Hot lips and a smooth jaw moved over her skin in complete harmony to Booker’s stubbled chin. One took her throat while the other licked and kissed her bared stomach.

Two mouths traveled over her flesh—and met at her breasts. She cried out, barely able to breathe as they sucked her nipples. Scorching lips pulled at her sensitive buds. Arching, she panted for air. Teller nipped while Booker sucked. Then they seemed to change roles. Her mind whirled and her pussy pulsated.

She cupped their heads to her and lost herself in utter bliss. Ribbons of lust unfurled through her body. Booker lightly gripped her nipple between his teeth and plucked. Teller groaned.

Then they lifted their heads and kissed each other.

She stopped breathing as she watched two hardened cowboys kissing. Their mouths were anything but tender. Booker thrust his tongue into Teller’s mouth and the cowboy sucked it. They shared a growl. Teller pulled back and Booker followed, biting at the man’s lips with a wildness she’d never seen before. Not only in him, but in any man.

She couldn’t tear her gaze away. When Teller sank his teeth into Booker’s lower lip, a throaty moan left her ex-husband.

Need exploded inside her. She wiggled, the burn in her core growing unbearable.

As if realizing this, the pair broke apart and turned to her. She quivered under their heavy stares.

“Strip her,” Booker ordered.

Together they set about doing just that. Teller took the button of her shorts between his teeth and jerked his head. The button popped free and he slowly lowered her zipper.

Two tongues licked the newly bared skin. Her pussy pulsated. Want scalded her. Her shorts and panties were tossed aside.

“You guys aren’t naked.”

Teller shook his head. “We can’t last if we take our underwear off. Besides, this is your moment, doll.”

He kissed her—a tongue-thrusting caress that stole her mind. Booker dragged his beard down her outer hip to her knee. When he nudged her thighs apart, he dragged in a deep breath.

“You smell so fucking good.”

“I get first taste,” Teller grated out.

“I’ll make her come and you lick her clean.” Booker’s words spiked her need tenfold. Gasping, she watched as he eased his hands under her ass and raised her to his mouth.

In one big bite, he claimed her pussy. She moaned as his hot mouth covered her from top to bottom. His eyes glowed as he stared up her body.

Teller left nipping bites to her breasts and began to suck them until she believed she could come from nipple stimulation alone.

Her need mounted. Booker dragged his tongue down her slit and teased her entry. All of a sudden it struck her what having two cocks as playthings meant.

“Are you…going to take me at the…same time?” she panted.

Booker raised his head, but his warm breath rushed over her pussy. “I’m going to watch Teller thoroughly fuck you.”

That couldn’t be all. “And you’ll fuck each other?”

A single nod from Booker ratcheted her need a notch higher. The entire encounter was unorthodox—and thrilling. Never in a million years would she have thought she’d find herself in this position—between two gorgeous men.

“We’ll only take you at the same time if you’re up for it, doll,” Teller drawled. He cuffed Booker in the ear. “Gimme a taste, you greedy bastard.”

With a crooked grin, Booker grabbed Teller, hauled him close and kissed him. Her juices glistened on his lips. Making hungry noises, Teller licked them off.

Oh my God.

“Spread her lips for me,” Booker said.

Teller’s big fingers were a shock. She hadn’t had a man touch her besides Booker and her gynecologist in years. With a finger on each pussy lip, he splayed his fingers.

Booker gave her a grin—and speared her with two fingers.

She cried out.

“Ever hear of squirting, baby?” He massaged her slow and deep, his fingers hitting the perfect spot.

Teller rubbed her clit with equally slow, insane movements. Her legs fell apart and her hips rocked in time to their touches. Juices flooded Booker’s hand.

She made a noise of answer. Yes, she’d heard of it. But it was a myth, right?

“Oh fuck,” she cried as the pair synchronized their motions. Booker held her gaze, pumping his fingers faster. Teller toggled her clit back and forth. Need burned through her. She needed more—something she’d never reached for before.

Her thighs quivered and her stomach dipped. Her breathing grew erratic.

Booker jerked his hand up and down. So fast and hard she thought she’d break apart. Teller’s thumb ground into her clit. Booker struck a certain spot.

With a scream she burst. Juices gushed from her. He never slowed.

“Look at me, Skye.” His demand snapped her eyes open, and their gazes locked.

He sent her higher, higher. More juices flowed over his hand. Then he withdrew his fingers and Teller took over.

“What the hell did you do to me?” Her voice was gritty. Her nerves zapped and she couldn’t stop twitching.

Booker’s crooked smile said it all—she’d just experienced her first female ejaculation. Teller lay down between her thighs and lapped her pussy. Each soft touch built her need all over again.

When Booker brought his fingers to her lips, her eyes flared wide. “Taste yourself, baby. You’re so damn sweet.”

She parted her lips and he fed his fingers—and her flavors—into her mouth. Surprise washed through her, along with a deep need to taste him too. And Teller.

“I want to suck your cocks.”

They exchanged a look. And in seconds both were bare, standing at the edge of the bed. Teller locked his arm around Booker and drew him into a kiss. Still humming from her insane release, Skye moved to her hands and knees.

Teller’s cock was a smidgen longer but Booker’s was fat. She didn’t know if her jaw would spread far enough to take so much, but she was damn well going to try.

She pressed a soft kiss to Booker’s plump head. Cream wet her lips, and she licked it off with a groan. Then she turned to do the same to Teller’s. Before she could pull back, he caught her nape and held her.

“Take me, doll. All of me.”

She flashed a look at Booker. Could she do this in front of him? When she searched his eyes, she saw no trace of jealousy. In fact, his green eyes burned with lust. He gave a slight nod.

Her jaw creaked as she opened all the way. Teller fitted his thick length and pushed. Dark need slammed her as she tasted someone brand new.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” Booker ground out. He gripped his streaming cock, and she wished she had room for him too.

Actually, I do.
She had more than enough openings.

Was she really going to attempt the big double penetration? Having a butt plug in her backside was one thing—having a cock in there was much different. Add more room being taken up by another cock and it sounded impossible.

I’ll worry about that later. Right now…

“Mmm.” She took Teller as far as she could, which wasn’t very far, but he seemed to be enjoying it. As she stared at his handsome face, she lost herself to giving pleasure. Cupping his balls in one hand, she sucked and laved him with her tongue. He churned his hips.

Booker cradled her cheek, using his finger to open her jaw farther. “Tip your head, baby. Take him deeper.”

Flames fanned in her core. The wildfire of desire raged out of control. Was this really happening? Her husband was urging her to take another man’s cock?

But Booker had always been adventurous in the bedroom. This was only an extension of that.

Besides, he’s not my husband.

All inhibitions fell away. She took Teller deeper and looked to Booker. His hooded eyes and crooked smile said he approved—and was as turned on as hell.

Teller pumped his hips two more times then pulled out of her mouth. She ran her tongue along her lips and looked up at them for her next instruction.

“Think you can suck me while I suck Teller?” Booker’s words raised a moan from her.

Nodding, she moved aside while Booker lay back on the bed. Booker guided her up to kiss her, long and deep. With each pass of his tongue, she lost herself more. Pretty soon she was clinging to him, and his arms were warm and solid around her. Then he pulled free and looked at Teller.

Something passed between the two. Not love, but strong affection. Knowing Booker felt this way about the man they were sharing felt better to Skye. For some reason, she needed it to be less about sex and more about fulfilling needs.

She slithered down Booker’s body. When she sucked him into her mouth, he groaned. Teller echoed it.

Her gaze scudded over Booker’s hard body up to the place where it joined Teller’s. Kneeling at the side, Teller pushed his cock into Booker’s mouth. Each grunt he released shot her need higher.

Dark want coiled in her belly and her heart beat heavily. She threw herself into driving Booker crazy. By the looks of it, Booker was as determined to give the best head of his life too.

God, just the thought of him doing this…how often? Actually, it looked as if he had better technique than she did. Was she really learning new cock-sucking skills from her ex?

He raised his hips and struck the back of her throat. She made a noise, and he cupped her cheek even as he curled his hand around Teller’s balls.

Teller shook. “I’m close.”

Booker twitched his head aside, breaking their connection. “Get a condom.”

At his words, Skye stilled. Released his cock with a pop.

“Put a condom on me, baby.”

Her nerves snapped as she accepted one from Teller. Together they rolled the protective barriers in place. Somehow the moment melded the three of them. She was walking out of here with two lovers.

Booker rolled off the bed and stood at the side, his eyes black with lust and his cock in hand. Between the two cowboys, Skye found herself on her back with Teller looming over her.

His musky scent filled her nose, and she burrowed closer. He took her mouth in a slow, deep kiss. When the bed rocked, she opened her eyes and found Booker hovering behind Teller.