Rode Hard, Put Up Wet (Rough Riders #2)(87)

“Gemma, you humble me. That’s why—”


Trevor sauntered back in and rubbed his hands together. “Who’s up for a Gemma sandwich?”


Right then, Gemma wanted the ménage fantasy to end. It seemed…selfish now. Like one of those “life experiences” Macie’s mother had been determined to check off. She’d much prefer to make love with Cash, the man she loved, skin to skin, heart to heart, looking in his beautiful all-knowing eyes. That was her fantasy now. And she’d fulfill it herself. As soon as possible.


But she’d finish this for them both first.


“I am,” Gemma said, leaning forward to kiss Cash. To touch him. To heat him back up. Didn’t take much for his cock to stir in her hand.


Trevor trailed kisses down her spine. A warm, sweetness that caused gooseflesh to break out and her desire to return with a surprisingly bitter edge.


Cash’s hard kiss belied the soft touches on the front of her body; her breasts, her stomach, between her legs. Trevor kissed and caressed her back, and was rubbing his hard cock against her butt crack.


The ache rebuilt. Her body tingled, inside and out. Her * was drenched, needy.


Already deliciously used. Her head spun and she wanted to know if the reality of two men buried inside her lived up to her years of imagination.


She retreated from the hunger of Cash’s mouth and said, “I’m ready.”


Trevor continued to touch her, his mouth moving across her lower back. “On the bed, or standin’ up?”


“Umm…”


“Standin’ up we’ll both be able to get into you at once.”


“Okay.”


She stood alone, arms folded over her chest as condoms were rolled on.


Trevor stepped in front of her, smoothing his hands over her body, leaving sucking kisses on her neck as he lifted her right leg, placing her foot on the bed, forcing her wide stance. “Easier access,” he muttered against her chest.


Cash’s hot body pressed into hers from behind and he licked the slope of her shoulder to her nape.


Hard hands groped and petted and caressed her everywhere. Two hot mouths kissing her skin. Trading off to kiss her mouth. The bite of teeth. The trill of warm lips. Heated breath. Licking tongues. The scent of sweat and salt and latex and need. Trevor’s rigid cock slipped up her thigh. Cash tilted her hips, opening her cheeks, poising his cockhead at her entrance.


Then a hard thrust and they were both inside her. She gasped.


Trevor withdrew and plunged in again. He waited, and Cash did the same.


Her ass was stretched, full, and then empty. Her cunt was trying to expel Trevor’s cock and keep it in. She had no control. She began to panic.


Cash whispered, “Relax. Let go. Just feel. This is a one-time-only deal. Let us f*ck you. Feel us both in you. You’re perfect, Gemma. Hot and tight. Beautiful. Sexy. Mine.”


He kissed the side of her neck in the spot that drove her wild. Trevor followed suit, dragging his mouth on the opposite side of her throat.


In. Out. The pain of fullness gave way to pleasure and she lost herself in pure sensation of touch. Deep inside her. Fingers stroking her clit. Cash whispering in her ear.


He groaned and Trevor stopped moving, holding Gemma’s hips while Cash thrust hard and climaxed. While Cash’s head sagged on her shoulder, Trevor pumped his hips and took his own release.


With sweaty male bodies plastered to her, and two cocks inside her, Gemma had no choice but to stay still and wait for them to catch their breath.


Finally, Cash said, “She didn’t come, Trev.”


“No, it’s okay, I’m fine.”


“It’s not fine.”


“We gotcha.”


Trevor suckled her nipples, Cash’s thumb flicked her clit and he sank his teeth into the curve of her neck, they both thrust hard at the same time.


That’s all she needed. An orgasm rippled through her, her internal muscles clamped down, she felt the throbbing in her clit, her womb, her anus…everywhere.


After she stopped shaking, Trevor kissed her forehead. “Thanks, Gem-stone. I hope it’s what you had in mind. I sure as hell had fun. You are one sexy woman.” He pulled out of her body, and left the room.


Cash slowly eased out of her. “You okay?”


She wrapped her arms over her chest and withheld a shiver. “Yeah.”


“Was it everything you imagined, sweets?”


“Yes. It was. Thank you.”


“I’ll clean up in the downstairs bathroom and see to Trevor.” He kissed the back of her head. “I’ll be up in a little bit. Don’t wait up. I know you’re probably tired.”


Cash skirted her and she watched his firm naked perfect cowboy ass as he strode out the bedroom door.


Oh. She was tired all right. Sick and tired of whatever was going on with Cash.


She’d get to the bottom of it. But to do it, she’d have to be on top.


“Ain’t you gonna stick around tonight?” Cash asked Trevor.


“Nope. I’m wired. I might as well hit the road.”