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"God, I hate you sometimes," she said, her voice muffled and gruff.

"Why's that, sugarlips? I'm doin' my best to show you a really good time."

"Damn you. You make me want everything." Bobby drew a deep breath, hearing the longing in her voice—longing that made his own body tighten in protest.

"And that's bad? You wanting everything?" he said, tugging off his gloves.

"It's bad when I'm going to be walking away."

"Let's think about that later," he murmured, rubbing his tongue along the curve of her ear, peeking out from under her knit hat.

"Damn, damn, damn." She wriggled beneath him, but not because she was trying to escape, but because he'd slid the 76

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tip of his tongue into her ear and his hand was cupping a breast through layers of cotton.

"Not enough is it?" he murmured softly.

"I don't want to wait until we're out of these layers."

"Sometimes being a little hot and cold can be fun."

"Let me guess which parts are gonna be cold," she said, her tone wry.

"I promise I'll save your ass from frostbite." She snickered beneath him and then groaned when he rolled off her then plucked up her hips. Braced on her elbows, he made quick work of the two sets of sweatpants, rolling them to the tops of her thighs.

"Cold, cold," she said, between tightly clenched teeth.

"Gimme a second," he said, scraping down his zipper. His cock met the chilly air in the barn and tried to retreat. "Oh no, you don't," he said to himself, leaning close to her ass and slipping it between her legs, holding it because it was losing firmness and he needed to get it someplace hot. Her labia might have been slightly chilled, but her pussy oozed creamy heat. He purred as his cock sank into her, and he pressed deep until his bare groin and belly met her buttocks. Then he eased off his coat, tied the arms around her middle to cinch their bodies together.

"How's this gonna work? Neither of us can move." Bobby frowned, realizing she was right. "Guess I didn't think it through."

"Duh, ya think?"

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Bobby grinned and wrapped his arms around her, palming her breasts through her clothes. "Can't even give your pretty nipples a twist through all these layers."

"And there I thought you were some kind of sex god."

"Thought I had all the answers? Bet I can figure out a thing or two from here. How about giving me a squeeze?"

"That's not going to do much." Still she tightened up her inner muscles, giving him a sexy caress that went a long way toward heating his dick right up.

"Let's live a little dangerously," he growled, untying the arms of the jacket and letting it slide to the ground. Then he pulled out, sucking in air as his wet cock met the brisk air. He slammed back inside her slick heat and groaned.

"We're gonna have to make it quick," she said, her voice muffled against the straw.

"Quick, coming up. But I don't want to leave you behind." He thrust his fingers between her legs, felt for the top of her sweet folds and pressed a chilly finger against her distended clit.

Her breath hissed between her teeth. He plunged forward again, warming her clit with rapid rubs of the pads of two fingers. Because his ass was getting cold, and he didn't want to lose the delicious hardening, he plowed into her without grace or rhythm, stroking her with short, sharp rasps of his cock.

When her cunt clasped him hard, he breathed a sigh of relief that she was there with him. Together they pounded into each other in harsh, jarring thrusts. His fingers closed 78

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around her clit, pinching it, and she yelped but butted backwards, her cold cheeks slapping against his groin. It was the funniest, clumsiest fuck he'd ever had, but no way in hell was he in the mood to laugh because he was so goddamn close his balls were drawing up against his groin, hardening to the point of pain. At last they erupted, and come spurted inside her, easing their movements, the scalding liquid heating them from the inside out.

Kate's gasping moans thinned and tightened, and then she wasn't moving anymore, suspended in the moment as he powered into her, giving her the last of his energetic thrusts before he too felt the need to hover.

The barn door opened and bitterly cold air blew inside, slapping his ass and making his cheeks tingle. He shot a glare over his shoulder at Cale and met his bemused expression. "Yeah, not the smartest thing I've ever done." He pulled out of Kate, tugged up her pants and wrapped his coat around her hips. "Sorry, about that sweetheart. Want Cale to take you back inside and warm you up?"

A giggle escaped as she lay on the hay and rolled to her back. She sat up and started to pull hay from her hair and clothing. "I'm not even going to ask about what might be mixed in this hay."

"Better not think on it," he agreed. Cale stepped closer, his head shaking as he reached down to give her a hand up. "You two are crazy. Even I have better sense than this."

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"Couldn't help it. Her ass was right there in my face when she was shoveling," Bobby said, shrugging.

"Shut up," Kate deadpanned. "I know it looks wide as a barn in these clothes."

"It's attention-getting. My cock's living proof." Cale clucked and pulled her by the hand toward the stall door. Then he tugged her coat down over her hips and zipped it up to her chin. "A bath. Then I'll see about what else needs warming up." He turned to Bobby. "You finished here?" Bobby smiled, lifting one brow. "Just getting started." Cale left Kate on her own in the bath after he'd made sure she had everything she needed. She'd still looked more than a little embarrassed after her tryst in the barn. He couldn't get over the sight of them, plush as polar bears above and bare-assed below. He was only sorry he'd missed the whole show.

Bobby entered the kitchen from the mudroom, blowing into his clasped hands. "Where's Kate?"

"In the tub. Thawing."

"Buddy, you know that wasn't planned," Bobby said with a sheepish grin.

"I hope you didn't have it in your mind. I'd think you were a complete idiot. Do you know how cold it is out there?" Bobby grimaced. "My dick's still stinging." Cale chuckled, shaking his head. "Serves you right." Cale settled his hips against the kitchen counter and locked his gaze with Bobby. "She talk about when she's gonna leave?" Bobby's expression fell. "No. But I'm thinking it's probably going to be tomorrow."

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Cale cleared his throat. He and Bobby hadn't talked much since Kate's arrival, and he wasn't sure how deep Bobby's feelings went with Kate. "I'm gonna miss having her here," he said, leading the conversation.

Bobby poured a cup of steaming coffee and wrapped both hands around the cup. He took a quick, tentative sip, then replied quietly, "Me too."

"Didn't think we could actually share a woman for longer than a one-nighter and not come to blows," Cale said, watching Bobby's expression for a hint of what he really thought.

Bobby's lips quirked up. "Doesn't hurt she's a horny little thing."

"Bobby," Cale growled.

His buddy shrugged but still didn't meet his gaze. "I didn't mean any disrespect. It's pure compliment. Girl's got game." Sounded like Bobby only wanted a bed partner. "She's kept us both satisfied," he muttered. At last, Bobby lifted his head, his usual careless expression wiped clean. There was real yearning in his eyes. "Wonder what it would take to make her stay." Cale's whole body tightened. "More money that either one of us has."

"Sonofabitch," Bobby sighed. "You're probably right. What the hell would she see in two cowboys in the middle of nowhere when she's used to caviar?"

"I don't think it's the money so much," Cale said softly.

"She hasn't complained once about her things in the car. I think maybe she just liked the security." 81

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"Still not something we can offer yet. We don't know from one year to the next whether we're gonna make it."

"Yeah, still, I'm gonna miss her." Kate paused outside the kitchen, listening to the two men. They both sounded so forlorn she smiled sadly. They sounded like two boys about to have their favorite toy stolen out from beneath them.

She was going to miss them too. But this was just a tryst. A sexy little escape from all her problems. No way could she stay. She had a job back in Sacramento. A household to divvy up with her fiancé. Wedding gifts to return, arrangements to cancel. The list was endless.

Still, there was the vacation she'd arranged for her honeymoon. The tickets could be cancelled and the funds returned, but she could still take the time off. She wondered if the two men would be willing to put up with a houseguest for three weeks. She cleared her throat and sauntered inside, wearing the robe and a pair of Bobby's socks on her feet. You'd have thought she was wearing Victoria's Secret lingerie by the way both their gazes lit up. "What's cookin', boys?" she drawled, giving them as simmering a look as she could muster.

Must have worked from the sharp breath Cale pulled and the smile that curved one corner of Bobby's sexy mouth.

"Did you hear us talking?" Bobby asked.

"Couldn't help but hear, the way both of you were moaning. Gonna miss me?" she whispered and rubbed up close to Bobby's chest.

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"Like a toothache, sweetheart." But she thought the pain would be much lower going by the ridge rising against her belly.

"I could stay a little longer, if you like." Bobby's smile widened, but a glance at Cale said he wasn't so keen on the idea. Disappointment stung harder than she thought it would. "Or not," she said quickly. Cale shook his head. "It's not that I don't want you stayin', but I don't think it's a good idea. Not unless you think there's a chance for us."

Was he afraid he'd fall in love with her? Although disappointed, she knew it wasn't fair. "I get it. And it's okay. I'll go tomorrow."

Bobby's hands tightened on her ass. "Still got tonight." She forced a smile and gazed at him from beneath her lashes. "Sure do. But since you two have been the ones doing all the thinking, I'm wanting a little quid pro quo." Bobby snorted. "You wanna be in charge? What do you say, buddy? Should we let her give the orders?" Cale's brows lifted in a very "Bobby-like" challenge. "I'm thinking she won't last long. She'll get breathless and weakkneed and call uncle before either of us is winded." She narrowed her eyes at both men, relieved they'd let her set a lighter tone. "I'm so gonna prove you two wrong."

"Supper first, boss?" Bobby said.

"Supper after."

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Kate felt ready to scream. The men had taken her request to be in charge to ridiculous levels, both refusing to even remove a single sock without precise instructions. Then they'd embarrassed the hell out of her by requiring her to describe exactly which tongue and set of fingers had to do what as they gave her head. The result had left her frustrated and aroused, and they both knew it, sharing smirks across her body as she glared daggers at them both.

"Any time you wanna say uncle," Cale murmured. She was close to throwing in the towel, but they'd pissed her off. She tapped a nipple and glared at Bobby. "I want your mouth here." She tapped the other and issued the same command to Cale.

Both mouths latched on but didn't move. She drew a deep breath, counted silently to ten and said, "Now suck until I tell you to stop."

Thank God, they didn't need more explicit instructions. They suckled enthusiastically, and she dug her fingers into both their scalps and closed her eyes at the delicious sensations while her mind thought of devious punishments.

"I'm remembering what you said," she murmured, "that first time about not being that particular about what you poked." That got their attention. While their mouths remained engaged, they shared a concerned glance between them. "I'm thinking I want to watch what you're not all that particular about poking."

Both mouths disengaged.

"Now, Kate," Cale said, a worried edge to his voice. Bobby grinned wickedly.

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"I am still in charge, aren't I?"

"Kate..." Cale started again.

Bobby shook his head, putting on a mournful expression.

"We did say she could call the shots, but she's gonna have to get specific."

This time, she didn't think she'd mind. Might be embarrassing as hell to direct, but she thought they'd be the ones squirming the most. "How about you two lie down side by side, facing each other."

Cale and Bobby shared another glance. Cale's lips tightened, but he sighed in resignation.

Bobby rolled away from her and waited as Cale climbed over them both to lie down beside Bobby.

Kate got up on her knees for a better view. "I don't think I've ever watched two men kiss each other, mouth to mouth, other than on television. Why not start there? And be sure to do it like you mean it. I want hands holding heads and a whole lot of tongue."

Cale's glare was blistering, but he didn't seem too terribly disturbed. They'd done this before.

The thought made Kate hot just watching as they stared at each other's lips and thought through what she'd demanded.

"Anytime you're ready," she said softly. Bobby, as always, made the first move, sliding his hand behind Cale's neck and leaning toward his friend, his mouth opening and pressing against Cale's thinned lips. Rich hot color stained Cale's cheeks, but he returned the kiss, sliding his mouth over Bobby's. She didn't know whose tongue slipped inside first, but the heat between them 85

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escalated quickly until they were both leaning in, their heads circling.

"Nice start," she whispered, her own lips feeling dry. "How about you both slide your hands over the other's dick." Again, she didn't have to get too specific. Hands reached across. Long fingers clasped rigid cocks and smoothed up and down long, thick shafts.