Rough, Raw, and Ready (Rough Riders #5)(59)

Somehow her brain processed the command as the scratchy couch material abraded her bare back. Two mouths kissed up the inside of her thighs and met in the middle of her twitching sex. She screamed when those two tongues began their assault. One hot. One cold. Licking her clit, then stopping to tangle as Edgard and Trevor shared an intimate kiss at the intimate heart of her. She grabbed two handfuls of hair, canting her pelvis, whimpering, wanting, needing.


“Trevor? Honey, what’s wrong?”


Trevor looked at Chassie. “My father had a heart attack.”


“Oh no. When?”


“A f*ckin’ week ago.”


Chassie’s eyes widened. “And they’re just calling you now?”


“Apparently. Jesus. I can’t believe it. He’s out of the hospital and recovering at home.”


Edgard said, “How serious is it?”


“Serious enough that the old man’s requested my presence right away.” A bitter laugh escaped. “Or what he considers right away.”


“What does he want to see you about?”


“No clue. I hafta go tomorrow. Don’t know how long I’ll be gone.” He looked from Chassie to Edgard. “I’m glad you’re here to help her. Be just our luck if calves started droppin’.”


“But…don’t you want me to come with you?” Chassie asked.

Trevor sat next to her and took her hand. “Without soundin’ like a dick, you don’t wanna meet my family under these circumstances. Hell, I really don’t want you to meet them under any circumstances.” He squeezed his eyes shut. “Chass, baby, they’re not nice people.”


“How can that be? You’re nice.”


He grunted.

“You are.” Her warm fingers brushed his face. “I don’t want you to have to deal with them alone.”


“I’ll be fine. I just…dammit, I don’t wanna have to deal with them at all.”


“It’s okay. Come back to bed and let me and Ed love you up tonight. We’ll give you a happy memory to take with you.”


Trevor crawled between them, unprepared for the blitz on his emotions and his body.

Edgard and Chassie worked in tandem. Kissing him until he couldn’t discern Edgard’s taste from Chassie’s. Touching him, driving him to the breaking point with dual sensations of rough and soft hands caressing his slick skin. Two mouths sucking and licking. One big hand firmly jacking his cock while tiny fingers delicately rolled his balls.

Chassie and Edgard switched things up as if they’d choreographed this erotic dance a hundred times. She tongued his nipples while Edgard f*cked his mouth. Ed came quickly in a molten rush down Trevor’s throat. Even as he was still swallowing, Edgard scooted Trevor’s ass off the end of the bed. Chassie straddled his head, grinding her sweet, wet * against his face as she slipped into sixty-nine position. Edgard was on his knees on the floor, scraping his fingers up and down Trevor’s trembling legs and toyed with his balls and prepped his hole as Chassie’s tongue continued to keep him on the ragged edge.

Trevor arched when Edgard impaled him. Fast and hard disappeared as he f*cked Trevor thoroughly, but with absolute leisure. Chassie bumped her hips and her clit throbbed beneath his flickering tongue; she lifted her mouth off his dick and gasped as he sucked every last pulse from that swollen pearl.

After she’d caught her sanity, Edgard said, “Use your hand on him so I can f*ck him harder and not worry about your teeth.”


“You want him to see what we’re doin’?” she asked as she lay alongside Trevor’s body.

“Yeah, we both know how much he likes to watch.” Edgard’s thrusts were hard and deep and hit Trevor’s gland on every stroke. Trevor pumped into Chassie’s tight fist, feeling the pace Edgard set in his head, his heart, his cock and his ass. For one breathtaking second he dangled on the precipice of bliss, then he soared over. He watched as milky white spurts arced out of his cockhead onto Chassie’s chest and his anal muscles flexed around Edgard’s prick, immediately sending Edgard into a shuddering climax.

“Holy hell,” Trevor panted. His gaze focused on Edgard and Chassie, who hadn’t moved at all. Who weren’t paying attention to him at all.

With a sound resembling a growl, Edgard brought Chassie close to him, bent his head and licked the opaque droplets from Chassie’s chest with long sweeps of his tongue.

Chassie’s head fell back and she moaned seductively as Edgard cleaned up every rivulet, save for a thick spot on the tip of Chassie’s nipple. That one he wiped off with the pad of his thumb, bringing it to her mouth so she could suck it clean.

The pure joy displayed between these two people he loved had tears springing to his eyes. He finally had exactly what he wanted and he couldn’t bear to let either one go, not for a single night, let alone a lifetime.

But didn’t he owe his family a second chance? Part of him screamed no; part of him looked over at Edgard and was thankful for second chances.

No surprise his sleep was troubled as he wrestled with the unknown.

Chapter Twenty-five


The second Trevor pulled up to the place he used to call home, he damn near slammed his old truck in reverse and peeled rubber in an effort to escape.