A Second Chance Love (3 page)

Kyle moved to stand behind Jacob, looking over his shoulder to watch. He had stripped off his clothes while I was busy. I was disappointed that I had missed getting to see him, but I was enjoying what I was doing too much to quit.

Grasping the base of Jacob’s cock, I held it so I could take the mushroom-shaped head into my mouth. I swirled my tongue around it, loving the groans he was making. When I teased the sensitive edge and grazed it lightly with my teeth, he swore again.

“Christ, Kerri, that is so fucking good!” He was looking down at me, his eyes full of fire and maybe wonder. “Kyle, babe, you wouldn’t believe how good… Take more in. How much can you ta— Holy fucking God!”

He shouted as I swallowed him down all the way. I had worked hard to curb my gag reflex, and I was glad to know that I hadn’t lost my ability to deep throat. I used my hands to get him to start moving, loving it when he took control, filling my mouth wonderfully full as I made humming noises. Every stroke he made in my mouth echoed down my body as I imagined the feel of him pumping between my legs. He started moving faster and faster but always being careful not to hurt me.

“God, Jacob, she is taking you all in,” Kyle said in disbelief. His hands moved over Jacob’s chest, caressing and pinching his nipples. Kyle turned his face so he was nuzzling Jacob’s neck. Then he opened his mouth and licked the corded muscles, causing Jacob to shudder and roll his head back onto Kyle’s shoulder. Kyle moved his mouth up to brush Jacob’s ear as he trailed his hands down to Jacob’s hips and pressed hard against his ass, his voice hoarse with desire as he said, “You look so damn good fucking her mouth, babe.”

Jacob was moaning and breathing heavily, fucking my mouth hard and fast, yet still being careful not to choke me. I reveled in it and I could tell he was about to come even before he warned me, starting to pull away.
Fuck that!
I wasn’t about to let him, so I held on tighter so he couldn’t back up, and I only moved my head back a little so I could savor each spurt as he came, yelling my name, as I swallowed it down. He was shuddering, leaning back against Kyle. After a moment, he made a hissing sound and pulled his cock out of my mouth.

I was almost whimpering, gasping, trying to catch my breath, which was the only reason I wasn’t begging out loud for Kyle to fuck me. Jesus, everything ached so badly. Had I ever been this desperate before? Needed to feel someone filling me this shamelessly?

Kyle growled. “My turn!”

As Jacob stepped back, Kyle dropped to his knees and kissed me hard, moaning as I reached for his cock. He was not quite as long as Jacob, but he was thicker and my pussy was soaked from my imagining what he would feel like in me. God, I needed him and I wanted him now!

I pulled my mouth from Kyle and lay down, grateful for the area rug in front of the sofa on the wood floors. I was past the point of any shyness as I spread my legs as widely as possible. “Please, Kyle! Fuck me!”

“No condoms, sweetheart.” Kyle groaned. “But I’ll take care of you.”

He started to move down. I knew he was planning on going down on me and, while I knew I would love that, it wasn’t what I wanted. I grabbed his arms to make him stop. He raised his head to look me in the eye.

“No. I am on the pill and I’m clean. If you say you are safe, I want to feel you in me bare. Please, I want to feel your cock in me.” I was begging, my body felt like it was ablaze. I was so desperate for relief I started rubbing my wet center against him as he knelt between my legs. The feel of my clit grinding against his muscled thigh was so damned good, but it didn’t reach the part of me that ached for him the most. I looked over to Jacob who was lying down next to me on the floor. “Please!”

Jacob growled. “We’re both clean. Fuck her bare, Kyle. Give her what she wants.”

With a groan, Kyle grabbed his cock and lined it up. When he pressed only the head in, I was nearly sobbing it was so intense. He was wide and the head stretched me to the point of almost burning, but I didn’t care. He was so much better than the toys I had been using. I knew he wanted to go gently so he didn’t hurt me, but it had been so long since I had felt a man inside me. I wasn’t afraid of it hurting some. I
wanted
to feel it.

“More, Kyle, I want you to fuck me hard.”

“No. I have wanted this for so long, I don’t want it over in seconds. I’ll take you hard but not right now.”

He sank into me slowly, his grass-green eyes locked on mine, his neck corded with effort as he fought for control. He moved back and forth so, so slowly, and each time his cock would only go a fraction deeper and he just kept on.
Oh, for the love of God, enough!

I thrust my pussy up on his next move and managed to engulf all but the last couple of inches of his cock. I moaned at suddenly being full with a hot, hard man that stretched me almost painfully. If I hadn’t been so desperate, I would have laughed at his swearing. But I was frantic with desire and it had been so long that when he was finally in me all the way, grinding against my clit, I shot over the edge as waves of pleasure rolled through me. I arched up with a cry that Jacob swallowed with a kiss.

“Oh, Christ, Jacob, she feels so damn good! Her pussy is squeezing me so tight!” He was grimacing as he fought to control his thrusts. “I don’t want it to be over. Want it to fucking last.” He started moving harder and faster, almost unwillingly.

I gasped as Jacob trailed his mouth down my neck, shivering as his teeth nipped me, the sharp thrill causing me to arch toward him for more.

“Now, Kyle!” Jacob commanded in a voice that sent shivers through me as he grabbed my shoulders. Then I was yelling my pleasure and Jacob lowered his head and sucked one of my nipples into his mouth so forcefully I cried out as it echoed through me. Kyle’s eyes burned as he hooked my legs over his arms to hold me wide open as he pounded in and out of me, going harder and deeper.

All I could do was hold on as I went from the aftershocks of one orgasm to being overwhelmed with the second that was so much more intense. I was crying out loud, a mixture of incoherent moans and begging for more. For Kyle not to stop. Then I grabbed onto Kyle’s arms, wanting, needing every possible connection with him, I met his gaze. His green eyes were wild and fierce as he let go of his control. Moving without the slightest pretense of being careful any longer, a powerful onslaught of possession. He thrust into me so hard that if Jacob hadn’t been holding on to me, I would have scooted across the rug. Kyle yelled his release and I could feel him coming deep inside me, a wet heat that was as satisfying as another climax. Jacob moved over so that Kyle could collapse onto me and he took Kyle’s mouth in deep kiss. When he pulled away, he gazed at both of us with a tender expression while we gasped, trying to catch our breath, then he wrapped us in his arms.

I just lay there, pleasurable aftershocks still washing through me, so sensitive I almost flinched at the tender caresses from Jacob and Kyle. Both their hands were gently stroking me along my back and arms in a whisper soft touch as I tried to unmelt my brain.

And with that thought, my sense of humor kicked in and I was glad we lived on a ranch because if we’d had close neighbors… I would’ve paid the noise complaint fines with a big, satisfied smile on my face.

After a moment, Kyle grinned at me. “I can’t wait to do that again.”

Feeling a bit mischievous, I put a serious look on my face. “I can.”

My mournful tone wiped the smiles off their face until I continued, “Next time one of you gets the rug burns on your ass from being on the bottom.”

I smiled, full of happiness when two different voices yelled, “Deal!”

Chapter Two

Two weeks later, I was enjoying one of the happiest times in my life. I’d been worried about how we would move from being friends to lovers, if it would change things. But it was surprising how little things had. In fact, the only thing that had really changed was that I slept in the huge, custom-made bed in what was now our bedroom. We still spent the evenings relaxing, watching movies or television. Occasionally we would all curl up on the sofa together until cuddling turned to something more passionate. Other times I would sit in the chair so I could work on a crocheting project while they would curl up together. The only difference then was that they would take the kissing much, much farther. It turned out that they really got off on me watching them, and I really liked watching. I wondered if they would be as excited if they watched me touching myself, but I didn’t know if I would ever be that uninhibited, no matter how arousing I found the idea.

When I had mentioned how little difference there was in the way they treated me, Jacob had melted my heart with his response. “Kerri, baby, we have always loved you and we have always treated you that way. The only difference is that we get to show it in how we touch you, in all the physical ways we have held back ever since college.”

There was only one thing that kept me from being totally delighted. That was my dad. After that night when the three of us had come together, I had called him to tell him that I had decided to stay in Oklahoma, and he had not been happy. He had been calling over and over again, trying to get me to change my mind. I had given up convincing him that I knew what I was doing. Plus I felt a little guilty that I hadn’t told him the real reason that I was staying. I wasn’t ashamed of our relationship, I just knew that my dad would not be happy about it. My guys understood and just told me to tell him when I was ready.

I was enjoying some of my preferred music, metal rock, which horrified my cowboys. The volume wasn’t full blast while I finished cleaning up the kitchen—the guys were in the house and I did not want to kick off another country versus rock war. The twang still haunted my nightmares. It was Sunday, my favorite day of the week because this was the one day that we had to ourselves. The ranch hands were off doing their own thing. Even better, Kyle and Jacob only had a few chores to do in the morning so we had most of the day together. I had definite plans on how I wanted to spend the afternoon, and while the acts were technically still illegal in some areas, I was hoping no actual arrests would be involved. But if I was lucky, handcuffs just might.

The sound of the front door opening and closing caught my attention. Smiling to myself as footsteps headed to the kitchen, I kept on rinsing out dishes in the sink. I wanted to finish, to get to start enjoying those wicked ideas, but I stiffened in surprise as a body pressed against me from behind. I knew the feel of Kyle and Jacob’s bodies, right down to the density of their chest hair. This wasn’t either of them.

When I tried turning, arms wrapped around me to hold me still. Then a hard cock pushed against my ass as a voice sounded near my ear. “If you were wanting to get laid, darlin’, all you had to do was say something. You didn’t have to settle for one of the fags.”

At first I had hoped it was Brian just giving me a hug. I was friendly enough with him and his wife that hugs were a part of our greetings. But Brian wouldn’t have rubbed against me like that, and that voice clued me in on exactly who it was. And what he said, well, that just fucking pissed me off.

I stomped on his foot as hard as I could. He had on boots, so when he didn’t do anything more than chuckle darkly, I knew I hadn’t really hurt him. But he loosened his grip long enough for me to spin and shove him away.

“First of all, I will never be hard up enough to screw you, Earl. Secondly, what the hell are you talking about?”

“I am talking about Little Miss High and Mighty getting fucked by Kyle out in the barn a few days ago.” Earl’s square face with his even features, blond hair, blue eyes and dimples should’ve been handsome. In fact I knew several people, including Kyle, who thought he was. However, the shine on his looks had quickly worn off for me the first time he had cornered me with a cheap come on and grabbed my ass. It hadn’t been the cheesy line and I would have been able to forgive the grab, it had been the way he had reacted to my polite no. I didn’t take kindly to being called a frigid bitch just because I wasn’t honored at the chance to drop to my knees and give him head right then. To top it off, he had been making snide comments ever since.

I was counting the days until he left. He had been hired as a temporary hand, and I knew that he wasn’t going to be offered anything permanent. He worked harder at doing as little as possible than he did doing his actual job.

Oh hell, of all the people to stumble in on that. Why him?
I winced inside. On the day in question, Jacob had run to the city to pick up supplies. When I had taken Kyle a drink, he had given me a kiss to say thank you. A very nice kiss that had kind of taken us by surprise when it had exploded and led to him bending me over something. I didn’t even remember what it was, and I couldn’t have cared less what it had been at the time as long as it was sturdy enough to brace against so I could enjoy Kyle pounding into me.

“What do you think Jacob would have to say about that?” Earl smirked. “I could be convinced to keep quiet.”

Oh, I wanted to wipe that smug look off his face with something. I wistfully thought about my cast-iron skillet in the cabinet, but that would probably kill him. “I know exactly how Jacob would feel about it, so leave it alone.”

Earl’s blue eyes took on a scary light and his weathered face twisted maliciously as he started crowding me again. He was about as tall as Jacob but not as large. I had been fending off his crude come-ons ever since he had started at the ranch three months ago but I had never actually been afraid of him. Until now, that was. I was definitely realizing just how alone I was at the moment.

“Get away from me, Earl, and leave me alone! You need to get out of my house now!” I was just about to show him exactly what I had learned in my self-defense classes that Caleb had insisted on. Not to mention what Kyle or Jacob would do. My kneeing him in the balls would actually be kinder.

“You bitch! Even if you are slutting it up for one of the fags, what makes you think you are anything more than a whore for him and you get to say this is your house?”