Double Her Pleasure (3 page)

Garret looked at Trey. “To town? I don’t think so.” He
frowned at Megan, who placed her hands on his thighs and knelt between his
legs.

She pushed his hand aside and stroked his hard shaft with
her fingers. “What can I do to change your mind?”

Garret lost track of why he was frowning at Megan as she
knelt between his legs, stroking his cock with her soft hand. He looked around
the kitchen.

Trey came out of the washroom zipping his jeans. “Okay,
little brother. You wanna be the one who goes into town and buy a month’s
supply of vaginal birth control?” He crossed his arms and leaned on the kitchen
counter. “Maybe we could both go in together. That’d get the townsfolk talking
some.”

Megan took Garret’s knob into her mouth.

“Uh.” He grabbed the edge of the chair seat and held on.
Fuck, watching his brother pound into Megan against the fridge was hotter than
any porn he’d ever seen.

Her tongue looped circles around his head and his balls
pumped a squirt of lube up his shaft.

Garret knew his brother was waiting for an answer for
something... “What were we talking about?”

She released his head with a pop. “You’re going to take me
to town and guard me while I buy a month’s worth of vaginal birth control.”
Licking the sensitive spot at the base of his knob, she mumbled, “So I can ride
you bareback.”

“Oh hell, yeah.” Garret’s head turned woozy. “Whatever you
want.”

Grabbing his jeans and briefs, she shoved them down to the
tops of his boots. “First, I want to suck you until you pop in my mouth.” She
bent her head and licked his balls as her hand twisted in a wild motion on his
shaft.

“Ain’t gonna take long, baby. Watching you got me primed.”
Shivers raced from his cock through his balls.

“Good.” Her tongue traced up the vein on the bottom of his
shaft. “’Cause when we’re done, I want to haul you both upstairs for the rest
of the day.” Her beautiful green eyes stared into his. “You okay with that,
hotshot?” She wrapped her lips around his cock and sucked her way down to the
base.

“Ahhhh, yeah.” He dropped his head back, closing his eyes.
“I’m good with whatever you want to do with me.”

Taking his balls in her hand, she played gently as she
deep-throated his cock, swallowing when his head was down her throat, sending
tingles through his groin.

He didn’t have long to enjoy it before his brain took him
too close to the edge and he sailed over.

Megan sucked and swallowed, tugging on his tight sac just
enough to intensify the feeling of speeding through space and time. His ass
tightened as frantic release emptied his balls, shot hot loads through his cock
and down her throat.

Swallowing and moaning in pleasure, Megan took him all, kept
up the suction on his cock until he emptied everything into her.

“Baby.” He ran his hand over her hair. Beautiful and
intelligent, she was sexier and more fascinating than any woman he’d ever met.

She slowed and pulled her lips slowly along the length of
his cock, emptying him of any last drops of cum.

With one last lick on his slit, she looked up at him and
smiled. “Was that okay?”

He laughed and grabbed her under her arms and pulled her
onto his lap, careful to keep his cock safe. “Yep. It was okay.” He kissed her,
tasting traces of his semen on her tongue. “If it had been any better, I might
not have lived through it.”

She played with his hair. “I wouldn’t want to lose you.” She
turned her head. “You either.”

Garret had forgotten about Trey. His brother still stood at
the counter, but now, his jeans sported a massive bulge behind the zipper.

“You said something about the afternoon in bed?” Trey cocked
a brow at her.

Megan wiggled on Garret’s lap. “We’d best get to it. No
telling when either set of parents will show up.”

Garret gave Trey a look. His brother made a face. This was
not turning out at all like the plans they’d made three weeks ago, but what the
fuck? He stood and set Megan down. “Let’s not waste any more time.” He spanked
her butt. “Get upstairs and show your men what you want them to do for you.”

****

The house phone rang at three in the morning on the
nightstand next to the side of the bed Garret had fallen asleep on. It took him
a few minutes to peel open his eyes. He’d been sleeping hard, dreaming of Megan
with a baby-swollen belly.
Holy shit
.

He looked across Megan to Trey, who didn’t even crack open
an eye.

Picking up the receiver, Garret pushed aside the maroon
comforter and gray sheets then sat up and looked out at the ranch. “Yeah?”

“Mr. McGatlin, it’s Security at the main entrance. Mr. and
Mrs. Larnfrow are here.” Distant voices came through the phone. “You’d asked me
to call when they arrived.”

“Yep, the Larnfrows are okay.” He glanced at Megan who
looked like a startled deer. “Send ‘em up to the house.” He hung up. “Might as
well get the introductions done right away.”

“I’ll make coffee.” Trey rolled out of bed.

Megan pulled the pillow over her head. A muffled scream came
from under the bedding.

Trey caught his eye and tipped his head toward her.

Garret knew what he was thinking. He lay next to her and lifted
a corner of the pillow. “Can I come in?”

The clomp of Trey’s boots sounded as he left the room.

Megan tossed the pillow aside. “This is the craziest thing
that has ever happened to me.” She snuggled into his arms.

He could hold her forever. “We’re here for you.”

She let out a strangled cry. “Your parents, my parents, a
stalker, a ménage with two brothers.”

“Which of those four things is your favorite?” He ran his
hand down her side under the sheet, over her bare hips. Pulling his hand back,
he cooled his lust. Wouldn’t do for the Larnfrows to catch him with a boner.

“It’s you and Trey, of course.” She kissed his chin. “Are
you telling me to focus on the good things, not the bad?”

“Yep, or something deep like that.” When her gaze met his
eyes, he lifted his brows. “Whenever things get too intense for you, just walk
away and let Trey or me step up. Okay?”

Her soft smile nearly choked emotion into him. “I will,
thanks.”

He rolled her toward him and swatted her ass. “Let’s get
going...Magdalene.”

“Oh, God forbid!” She grabbed her pillow and whacked him on
the shoulder.

After her stalker had kidnapped her in college, drugged her,
and attempted to shoot his way free after being stopped by Canadian police,
Magdalene Larnfrow had legally changed her name to Megan Shore.

“Won’t your parents call you that?”

She slid out of bed and walked into the bathroom. “No, they
realize how important it is...was...to keep my identity secret.”

He lay watching her brush her hair. Naked. Garret could get
used to this life. Waking up with Megan every day. But that dream about her
pregnant? That would bare some deep thought on his part. And that wasn’t going
to happen now.

She dressed quickly in a set of loose gray sweats and pulled
on socks. “You coming?”

“Wouldn’t miss this for anything.”

Fifteen minutes later, headlights shone in the kitchen
window.

Megan jumped then shook her hands and visibly relaxed
herself.

Trey opened the door and walked outside. Megan followed.
Garret stayed in the kitchen.

After a few moments, a woman, probably in her mid-sixties,
came through the door, her arm around Megan. Tall and thin, she had a sweet
face like Megan, and gray hair twisted into a bun at the crown of her head.

The balding man that followed walked with a limp. He looked
to be in good shape except for his gut. His eyes were nearly the same color
green as Megan’s.

“Mom, Dad, this is Trey’s brother, Garret.”

“Ma’am.” He shook her hand. “Sir.” They shook. “We have
coffee and sandwiches.” He gestured toward the table.

“Thank you, but if you don’t mind, we’re exhausted. If we
could just go to our room...”

Megan bit her lip.

“Mrs. Larnfrow, we’ve run out of bedrooms in this house, but
we have a guest house just a few minutes down the road. My parents are staying
there, and I just called them. They’re waiting to meet you and help you get
settled in.”

Garret stifled a grin. They’d woken Dad. Again.

The older woman’s gaze darted to Megan’s then back to
Trey’s. “I don’t mean to sound ungracious, but we’re here to see Mag...Megan.”

“We have all day tomorrow to talk.” Megan rubbed her
mother’s thin arm. “You’ll love Patty and Derrick. They’re excited that you’re
going to be staying with them. And it’s just a few minutes away.”

“Vonnie.” Megan’s father spoke, exhaustion in his voice.
“Let’s just get set up in the guest house for tonight. We can always make
changes in the morning.”

“Yes, of course.”

Mr. Larnfrow—Garret didn’t even know his first name—ushered
his wife toward the door.

“I’ll drive you down there.” Megan took her father’s arm.

Trey held the door for them. “I’ll lead in the truck.” Megan
and her parents stepped out onto the porch. Trey looked at Garret, who figured
he was better off where he was.

He plopped down at the table and picked up one of the
half-sandwiches Megan had made earlier and bit into the best chicken salad he’d
ever tasted.

“Say ‘hi’ to Dad.” He chuckled. The man was bound to be as
surly as a porcupine.

Trey pointed to the table. “There’d damn well better be some
of that chicken salad for me when I get back.”

“Best hurry, then.”

****

Megan woke to the smell of bacon. She’d moved her things
into the spare bedroom when she returned to the ranch house after securing her
parents with a chipper Patty and a very grouchy Derrick.

Light shone through a crack in the drapes. She’d overslept.
After pulling on jeans and a T-shirt, she peeked in Garret’s room then Trey’s.
Both empty. She padded down the stairs and into the kitchen. Her parents, along
with Derrick, Trey, and Garret, sat at the table drinking coffee while Inez
stood at the stove. Petite in her brightly colored dress and functional blue
shoes, her salt-and-pepper hair was wound into a bun at her crown.

She turned to look at Megan, her wrinkled face lifting in a
smile, but her eyes appearing worried.

Patty McGatlin didn’t meet Megan’s eye as she bustled around
the kitchen, helping Inez cook up an old fashioned country breakfast.

Megan took a bracing breath. This was not going to be fun.

Trey, Garret, and Derrick rose and Megan’s mother patted the
table next to her, in front of an empty chair. “Come and sit.”

Patty brought a cup of coffee for her. “You’re just in time,
dear.”

After everyone was seated, Garret cleared his throat. “We
were just bringing your parents up to speed on the investigation.” The corners
of his mouth curved down. The discussion must not have gone very well.

“We should talk.” Her father looked her directly in the eye.
“After breakfast.”

“Of course.” Megan accepted a plate heaped with eggs, toast,
potatoes, and three kinds of breakfast meats. “Thanks, Inez. This looks wonderful.”

The older woman gave Megan a somber nod. Shit, what had they
been talking about before she came downstairs?

The noise level at the table soared as everyone ate and
talked and made plans for the day.

“Megan, the boys said you needed to go to town today.”
Patty’s smile included her and Vonnie. “Would you two like to go in with me?
There’s a cute coffee shop that just opened. We can spend some girl-time
together.”

“Is that safe?” Megan’s dad set down his fork. He’d barely
made a dent in his plate. He didn’t look well, and his bad hip seemed to be
worse than when she’d seen him years ago.

“We’ll go with, in a separate vehicle.” Trey finished the
final bite of his eggs. “We’ll stay close.”

Megan liked the plan. She’d have time to spend with both the
mothers, and a chance to sneak away from the mothers and buy some supplies at
the pharmacy. She felt her cheeks warm and she glanced at Garret.

He winked.

Focusing on her mother, she smiled. “That sounds nice,
doesn’t it, Mom? Some girl-time?”

Vonnie looked at her husband who nodded.

“I’d love to.” Vonnie sipped her coffee. “I should buy a few
things I forgot, anyway.”

“Good. I’ll let you three get reunited, and I’ll come back
to pick you up in an hour.” Patty rose and grabbed the coffee pot as Inez set a
platter heaping with frosted cinnamon rolls in the middle of the table.

Derrick took the first one. “Best rolls in Texas, Inez.” He
glanced at his boys. “And good nap food.”

Everyone but Megan’s parents laughed, and Derrick leaned
toward her dad. “While the women folk are in town, Brian, I intend to catch up
on my sleep.”

Her dad smiled slightly. “Pass me a roll, then. I noticed a
rather comfy looking couch in the living room of the guest house.”

Patty looked at Vonnie and shook her head. “You married a
sleeper too, huh?”

****

When breakfast ended, and Inez refused to let anyone help
with the dishes, Patty and Derrick drove back to the old homestead.

Megan stood. “We can sit on the porch and talk.”

Her parents followed her out and they chose a grouping of
chairs that overlooked the endless landscape.

“Dad.” She squeezed his hand and released it. “How are you?”

“Your father needs a hip replacement.”

Brian glared at his wife. “I don’t need it right now. I can
still get around just fine.”

Her father hadn’t mentioned it the last time they spoke.

Her mother sat back and laced her fingers together in her
lap, her lips tight.

“Was the flight difficult?” Megan looked between them. “You
really didn’t have to come, you know.”

“We wanted to help.” Her dad shifted in his seat. “We know
we weren’t there for you when the stalker was a problem for you in college, but
we want to make up for that now.”

Megan hadn’t expected them to back down from the censure
they heaped on her for leaving the security of her family and “attracting a
stalker with her vulnerability.”