Lasso My Heart (7 page)

Dixie’s lips parted as her brow crinkled with worry.

Josh skated his hand down her calf to her knee. “It’s okay, darlin’. I wasn’t upset. Just confused as to what to say.”

“But you know what to do,” Tucker urged. He circled Dixie’s other knee and rested a hand on Josh’s side. “Go down on your wife while I suck your cock.”

Dixie’s long moan was the answer Josh needed. He gripped Tucker’s shoulder and pushed him to his knees. Right where he wanted to be.

* * * * *

The instant Tucker’s mouth wrapped around Josh’s cock, he let his eyes roll back in his head. The man gave great oral. While Dixie did an amazing job, Tucker knew just what a man needed.

The bed vibrated as Dixie tried to see better. Josh grabbed Tucker’s nape and dragged him closer. His cock burrowed into the back of his lover’s throat. Tucker swallowed, and Josh issued a growl of satisfaction.

When he met Tucker’s gaze, that old passion flared between them. Yes, this was what he’d needed ever since the cowboy had set foot on his ranch. To be balls-deep in his mouth. Then in his ass.

His cock stretched another fraction and pre-come oozed from the tip. Tasting it, Tucker sucked down to the head, lapping a circle around the slit. Dixie moaned, and Josh gave her a grin.

“You’re lovin’ this, aren’t you, darlin’?”

“Yes.” Breathless. Needy as hell. She wouldn’t leave this room unsatisfied in the morning. Where Josh left off, Tucker could take over. Her libido couldn’t be sated by just one man, but two should do the trick.

In the meantime, he was going to torment her. He bucked into Tucker’s scorching mouth. His balls clenched, and as if on cue, Tucker cupped them. Rolling them in his fingers. Then he slid his index finger down between them to that spot that drove Josh crazy. Every. Damn. Time.

He pushed out a grunt. “I’m gonna come.”

Tucker rumbled around his cock, sending spasms rushing from the base of his spine.

“Come in his mouth, babe. Suck him dry, Tucker.” Dixie’s wild urgings tipped him overboard.

With a violent push into his lover’s mouth, Josh came. Hot spurts filled Tucker’s mouth, and he gulped around him. Each suckling pull on his cock seemed to shoot him higher. His release went on for several heartbeats.

Legs sagging, he scuffed his hands over Tucker’s jaw as he lifted his face off his cock.

Their gazes locked. “You can’t know how long I’ve been waiting to do that again,” Tucker said hoarsely.

“That was so fucking hot.” Dixie shook her arms until they could ignore the rattle of the bed no longer. “Untie me.”

* * * * *

As Josh pressed tormenting kisses up her inner thigh toward her neediest spot, Tucker unbound her. Being tied up by her husband for the very first time had been a shocking turn-on, but she wanted—needed—her hands free to touch them both.

Seeing the rough cowboys kissing had nearly made her come without a single touch. They hadn’t held back. There was no softness in that kiss—just blatant lust.

Josh rubbed her ankles where the rope had prickled her skin even as Tucker gathered her wrists and started to gently kiss away the rope burn there. She didn’t know where to look—at her gorgeous husband moving with purpose toward her pussy or to the first cowboy she’d ever fallen for.

Tucker cradled her cheek with as much tenderness as the wildness he’d given Josh. The men exchanged a look, and then Tucker swooped in. She arched into his kiss, surprised by the familiarity of it.

And by the taste of her husband there.

She pulled Tucker down for more, and he teased the seam of her mouth with his tongue. At that moment, Josh’s hot tongue flicked over her pussy lips. She bucked against his intimate kiss and opened her mouth for Tucker.

She was melting. Sensations stole her mind, and she fumbled to grasp some thread of reality. She was really in bed with two of the hottest cowboys on the planet. Using his callused fingers, Josh parted her pussy and plunged his tongue deep into her core.

Her cries were swallowed by Tucker’s kisses. When he pinched her nipples with extreme slowness, her overstimulated body shot over the cliff.

She came with a ragged cry. The soft flick of Josh’s tongue drew several contractions from her. Tucker kissed her with purpose, drawing on her lips and tongue until she hotter than ever before.

“God, she’s beautiful when she comes,” Tucker whispered roughly.

Josh’s rumble of agreement vibrated through her pussy. She rocked upward for more, clinging to Tucker.

As Josh lifted his head and speared Tucker with a look, she fell still. Watching. Waiting.

“Want a taste?” Josh asked.

“Hell yeah.”

They lunged for each other. Hard bodies smacked as their mouths came together. Still quaking from her orgasm, she leaned up to watch their angular jaws spattered with hair, the occasional flash of one man’s tongue.

Josh gripped Tucker’s hip and locked him to him. Dixie’s mind whirled. Had she ever witnessed something so incredibly hot? Never.

She must have made some sound, because they broke apart and grappled for her at the same time. She was flipped between them, surrounded by so much hard muscle she had no idea who was touching her. She gave herself up to total sensory overload.

Fingers on her nipples, biting into her thighs. Mouths on the curves of her breasts, down her belly to nuzzle the small patch of curls on her mound.

Then fingers and lips on her pussy, pulling guttural moans from her. Her inner walls clenched and released rapidly as she crested toward another orgasm.

Both men spread her thighs. Two fingers buried deep in her pussy while lips wrapped around her clit. Pressure mounted. She reached down and found two heads between her legs. Tangling her fingers into their hair, she drew them to her as the wave of bliss struck.

Josh was really making good on his promise to deliver those orgasms he owed her.

* * * * *

Josh’s cock couldn’t get any harder. Seeing his wife coming on Tucker’s mouth was the hottest goddamn thing he’d ever seen. He pressed his fingers deeper, feeling her pulsations all the way through his arm and into his shoulder. He stroked her G-spot, and she flooded his hand.

“Oh my God,” she breathed as her body shuddered.

When Tucker lifted his head, his eyelids were heavy with want. Josh extracted his fingers from his wife’s pussy and painted her juices over his lover’s lips. Tucker groaned and opened his mouth, sucking both fingers inside.

For a mind-blowing minute Josh could only think of one thing—having his cock deep in Tucker’s throat again.

But Dixie came first. And she loved to be penetrated while still coming.

Jerking to his knees, Josh dragged her by the hips, ass angled to receive him. Holding her gaze, he shoved into her still-pulsating pussy.

She cried out, arching, her tits bouncing. He kept her gaze prisoner as Tucker got off the bed. In the back of his mind, he knew exactly what his lover was doing. His muscles clenched. He hadn’t been ass-fucked for a good long time, but he would easily receive Tucker.

The sound of a foil packet ripping sent goosebumps skittering down his spine. He leaned over Dixie and kissed her, long and deep. Almost in question.
Is this okay?

She flipped her tongue over his. Oh yeah, it was okay.

When he felt Tucker’s hands on his sides, he fell still. Dixie held her breath.

Tucker’s cock parted his cheeks and pushed at his opening. Josh threw a look over his shoulder. “You always did like extra lubed.”

“Bought a few before coming here.”

“Aren’t you cocky, thinking you’d get lucky with me.”

“I did, didn’t I?” With one slow nudge, he eased inside Josh. His cock twitched, and Dixie pushed against him from the front.

Tucker’s fingers dug into his sides. “I want to pound into you hard, babe. Let me in.”

Dixie wrapped her legs around Josh, her heels resting on Tucker. With lights in her eyes, she pulled both of their weights down.

“Ohhhh, Dixie girl. Let me see you kiss him,” Tucker grated out.

She fitted her mouth over his. Josh’s body relaxed, and Tucker slid into him all the way to the root. For a breathless moment, he couldn’t think or move. But he didn’t have to. Tucker did.

Each drag of his cock through his tight channel sent white-hot need searing down his spine. Primal noises filled the air, and he realized they were coming from him. Dixie added her raspy cries. But Tucker was a quiet lover. He let Josh know how turned on he was by the pressure of his hands.

And mouth. Tucker latched onto Josh’s neck, sucking and biting as he churned his hips. Dixie’s pussy milked him. His balls slapped her body.

Tucker hit a rhythm that Josh couldn’t fight. He stiffened. Tingles raced up from his balls, and he unloaded for a second time in a very short while.

“Fuck,” Tucker ground out.

“Me,” Dixie added. Her eyes blurred as a scream escaped her. As she came she looked between him and Tucker over his shoulder. When Tucker gripped Josh with bruising strength, he knew total satisfaction.

He came with a roar, finally finding that last buckle didn’t matter after all.

Chapter Five

Dixie lay on her side, staring at the vision in her bed. Two gods with their heads nestled close to each other.
Hottest damn thing ever.

How had they landed in bed together? And the bigger question was how deep Josh and Tucker’s relationship had been years ago. A small thrill hit her belly. No wonder Josh had been acting strange. She’d detected a current of electricity running beneath his surface but couldn’t name it.

Now she knew its name was Tucker Lee.

The man had an arm slung around her husband and his other hand stretched across the bed to entwine his fingers in her hair. When he opened his eyes and met her gaze, he offered her a crooked smile. But his eyes held a question.

Is this okay?

She smiled back and draped her arm over his where it covered Josh’s body.

Josh opened his eyes, shocking her with the emotion she read there. Burning, toe-curling love. She suspected if he directed his gaze at Tucker, the depth of his feelings wouldn’t change.

“How did it happen?” she asked quietly, running the pads of her fingers over Tucker’s arm and threading her free hand with Josh’s.

They understood what she was asking. Josh spoke first. “We bunked together. Worked together. Played together. It just happened.” He twisted to look at Tucker, who gave a slow nod.

“We weren’t a couple in public.”

“I figured. It would have been all over the news and in the mouth of every person in this small town if you’d gone public.” Her gaze roamed from one handsome face to the other. Each beautiful in his own right.

A small tingle between her thighs that hadn’t quite been satiated flared to full life.

“We never had a need to explain it,” Tucker said.

They were guys. Of course they wouldn’t need love words or poetry. They were there for each other, and that was enough.

Now they were here in her bed—and she didn’t need pretty icing on her cake either. She wanted fucked thoroughly and often. And the gift of time.

“Uh oh,” Josh murmured, lightly running his finger along her cheek. “I know that look.”

“She’s smoldering again,” Tucker added.

She bit her lower lip. “Am I so transparent?”

“Yes,” they said at the same time. As if by unspoken agreement, they moved, untangling limbs and crawling over the bed to flank her. When Josh stared into her eyes and Tucker began to nibble her ear, a shudder ran through her.

“We didn’t get enough rope play, Dixie darlin’.” Josh’s drawl was thick honey on her senses, sweetly coating her nerve endings. She pulled him in for a kiss. The minute their tongues met, they shared a groan.

Tucker shifted, leaning over her. Josh drew back enough to allow Tucker room, and a third tongue was added to the mix.

Passion roared through her veins as they kissed and fondled. She ran a hand down each ridged chest to the furred patches that cradled their stiff cocks. As she wrapped her fingers around each, they shared a groan.

Power made her head spin as she stroked and fondled their thick lengths.

Cords stood out on Josh’s neck as she worked him and he watched her hand-fucking their lover.

“Christ, Dixie, I’m going to come in your sweet hand. Get the rope, Josh.”

He didn’t need to be asked twice. In a flurry he got off the bed. She felt the frayed end of the rope trail across her inner thigh a split second before Tucker grabbed her wrists in one big hand. Josh looped the rope around them and knotted.

“I’ll leave her legs free. I want them wrapped around us,” Josh said.

Tension crackled inside her. God, she loved them talking about her this way. It made her feel cherished and worshipped.

Tucker’s hard lips met hers, and she eagerly turned into his kiss. As his beard burned her skin, she focused on another beard—searing the skin of her thigh.

Josh opened his mouth over her soaking center. She bucked into his face, but he was gone.

She moved to try to trap him where she wanted him, but her hands were bound.

Tucker’s grin came into view. “Can’t get what you want, baby?”

Panting, she searched for words. She’d never wanted release so bad in her life.

The men got onto their knees right in front of her and kissed. Hard mouths moving, big hands kneading.

“I’ve been dying to sink my cock into your mouth,” Tucker said to Josh.

Dixie made a harsh noise.

“Is that what you want, darlin’?” Josh turned his bright gaze onto her and shattered her control. She couldn’t even touch herself to gain release.

But watching her husband service the hunky cowboy was a fantasy she hadn’t realized she’d had until tonight. She nodded, unable to conjure words. Her nipples ached and her pussy throbbed as she watched Josh place nipping bites down Tucker’s body.

When he held the base of his cock and angled it toward his mouth, she couldn’t stay quiet. Her breaths came roughly and small cries burst from her.

Watching Tucker’s cock disappear between her husband’s lips was the most erotic thing she’d ever seen in her life. Josh closed his eyes as if savoring his flavors. Tucker’s growl echoed through her. He dug his fingers into Josh’s hair and dragged him closer.

Then Josh blew her mind by giving Tucker the best and dirtiest blow job possible. He licked, lapped, sucked and kissed from root to tip. Taking him deep into his throat with long pulls that made Tucker’s ab muscles jump.

Pressure built in her and she could only move restlessly on the mattress. Tucker’s cock bulged against Josh’s cheek as he went down on him again and again.

When she thought Tucker couldn’t take another second of the torment, he whispered, “Stop.”

With a groan, Josh lifted his head and Tucker’s shaft popped from his mouth, wet and as hard as steel.

“Our lady wants a taste too. Is that it, darlin’?” The way he addressed her as “our lady” sent her into paroxysms of need.

“Let me suck you. Both of you.” Now that she’d had a few hours to get into the groove, her head was filled with dozens of sex positions and scenarios. Over time the visions would only get raunchier. She hoped the guys were up to the task of fulfilling her with every position known to man and a few nobody had invented yet.

The bed dipped as they moved to kneel by her face. Suddenly she was the star of a porno. Two gorgeous men with cocks in hand. She parted her lips, and Josh pushed the head of his cock into her mouth. She sucked the tip, running her tongue around the rim. Tucker rubbed his erection against her cheek, down her jaw and back up until she released her husband and turned eagerly to take him too.

She took turns sucking until a bead of her own juices ran down her body to wet the sheets. When they both pushed at her lips, she flexed her jaw wide.

“Think she can take both of us?” Tucker sounded as though he’d gargled fire.

Josh massaged her jaw. “A little wider, darlin’. Let us ease in together. Then we’ll find some other holes to fill at the same time.”

Need spiked in her. Opening wider, she let them ease past her lips, fat heads pressed together and filling her mouth. She looked from one man’s face to the other, and something unexpected happened.

She wanted to please them equally. She wasn’t going to let Tucker out of her bed from this day forward. She needed him as badly as she needed Josh. They were air and water to her—life sources.

“That’s a good little slut,” Josh crooned, stroking her chin as she licked from head to head.

When Tucker pulled out, her lips closed around Josh. For a heartbeat, understanding flashed between their gazes. Neither of them were letting Tucker go.

As Tucker stretched onto the bed, she realized he had a condom in place.

“We need to get you a clean bill of health so we can all go bareback.” Her voice sounded with its own cowgirl twang.

“Yes ma’am,” he said with a grin. “Now get in the saddle.” He grasped her hips and settled her over his cock. Gasping at the feel of him at her entrance, she leaned over and claimed his mouth for her own.

As she gave him all the passion she felt inside, Josh readied her backside. Warm lube trickled over her pucker, and he ran a fingertip around the rim. Over and over.

“Relax, darlin’. Let me stretch you.”

She was far from relaxing. Her muscles were tight with need.

Tucker moved her bound hands to rest on his chest, which eased her farther back onto her knees. As he captured her gaze, he gently pressed on her clit. Electricity zapped her system. She cried out, tossing her head back.

Josh plunged his tongue into her mouth, drawing throaty moans from her as Tucker drove her wild with his magic fingers. He drew figure eight patterns over her nubbin until she shook.

As the warm waters of release crashed over her, she fed all her passion into her husband.

Before her last contraction fled, Tucker lifted her onto his cock. She slid down the veined length with a cry. His eyes darkened. Filling her to the root, dragging more primitive noises from her. She needed more. Now.

She arched her back, angling in invitation to Josh. He teased her backside with his fingers first. One then two. Stretching her to receive him. Her body hummed with pleasure. She had no idea how having two men at the same time would feel, but she wanted the experience every night for the rest of her life.

Tucker’s arms around her felt so right as Josh parted her tight opening with his cock. “Nice and slow, baby,” he crooned to her.

“Fuck, I can feel you inside her,” Josh grated out.

Tucker’s face shivered in ecstasy. Josh slid another inch deeper, and she couldn’t wait another second.

She shoved back, taking him all the way. Tucker grunted and her husband echoed him. For three heartbeats they all remained still. Then they began to move. She was helpless between them as they found a rhythm.

Unearthly sounds of pleasure filled the bedroom. When they pushed inside in tandem, her body and mind separated. She came with a scream of raw bliss.

* * * * *

When Tucker went into the bathroom to clean up, Josh studied his sleeping wife. Her dark hair tumbled around her face on the pillow, and a satisfied glow coated her skin. For once she looked totally spent.

Strange that it didn’t bother him at all to think he couldn’t give her that I’ve-been-fucked-silly look without help. Actually, having Tucker in bed with them—seeing him pleasuring his wife—had blown his mind and rejuvenated his desire to do less work and play more.

The small click of the door made him look around. Tucker froze. Something passed over his face. Regret?

Josh started to swing his legs out of bed.

“Stay with her. I’ll see to the chores,” he said so low Josh had to strain to hear.

He shook his head. “I’ll come with you.”

“Suit yourself.” He gathered his boots from the far corners of the room and carried them out.

Josh watched his back muscles as he went. Too tense. Damn, this encounter was eating at him in some way.

He rushed through finding jeans and a T-shirt and went out of the house. The air was still cool just before dawn, and he sucked in a huge lungful now. It drifted through his head to mingle with the lingering scents of Dixie and Tucker.

The rooster squawked, gearing up for its pre-morning opera. If the thing didn’t protect the chickens from predators, Josh would consider getting rid of it. But he did the ranch good.

So did Tucker. But he might need convincing.

He set off across the yard to the barn. Tucker was already there, grabbing the feed and dumping it out for the few ranch dogs. They gathered around the feed bowl, tails up, munching noisily.

“We working horses today, boss?” Tucker’s tone was a brick wall erected between them, even if his choice of words hadn’t already done that.

“I thought we’d give him a day off. Us too.”

Tucker tossed him a look. “I don’t need a rest. I think I’ll feed the horses early and start mowing that hay at first light.”

Josh’s chest grew heavy as he watched his friend with no idea how to break through the tough outer shell he’d donned along with his hat and boots this morning.

Tucker avoided his gaze and brushed by him to reach for a bale of sweet, fragrant hay.

When Josh clamped his hand around Tucker’s arm, the tendons flexed under his fingers. Josh dipped his head to catch his lover’s gaze. “You don’t need to do this right now.”

Tucker let his gaze brush his for the scantest of seconds. Then he twisted from his grasp and strode clear across the barn, where he started haying the horses and giving them fresh feed.

Needing to busy himself too, Josh took up a shovel and headed to the opposite side of the barn. Maybe what Tucker needed was some time to think things through this morning. After all, a lot had changed in a few short hours. Maybe he hadn’t been expecting more than a romp with him and Dixie.

He tried to piece together their future. Working hard all day and occasionally looking up to find Tucker in the bedroom doorway, cock in hand. He shook his head. That wasn’t how his mind had processed last night. He’d envisioned Tucker coming into the kitchen and pressing his happy wife against the wall, cock grinding into her pussy. He’d watch them together long enough to get an aching hard-on then join them.