Page 225 of Ride a Cowboy

After a lifetime of amazing kisses, Matt stepped back and let her turn into Mark’s embrace. Mark took over, claiming her lips. She waited for Matt to touch her as well, but he didn’t. Mark didn’t give her a chance to wonder about Matt’s absence for long.

As his lips devoured hers, he worked the button and zipper on her jeans loose, then pushed the denim over her hips.

He released her lips and she reached down to strip the jeans the rest of the way off. All of her nerves fled in an instant. There was nowhere else on earth she’d rather be at this moment than with her two beautiful men.

Glancing over her shoulder, she giggled when she spotted Matt. While Mark had entertained her with kisses, her second lover had been busy. Not only was he naked, he’d lit several candles in the room and pulled down the sheets on the bed.

“Anxious?” she asked.

“Impatient.” Matt reached for the hem of her shirt, tugging it over her head. No sooner had the material hit the floor than Mark had her bra following.

She stood, soaking in Matt’s muscular physique. There was no question he was a physically strong man who worked outside for living. His skin was darkened by the sun and his muscles had muscles.

Mark’s sudden movement caught her eye and she watched as he removed his clothing. The identical features didn’t stop at their faces. Mark’s body was as beautiful as his brother’s.

“Damn,” she whispered when her gaze drifted to the lower regions. Though she’d sampled a bit of both men this afternoon, she hadn’t had a chance to study their physiques. Neither man was hurting in the cock department. She squeezed her legs together as her arousal built.

Mark moved closer, kissing her again. She loved the feeling of his bare skin against hers. Every inch of her was on fire, sensitive to the touch. Matt’s hand brushed her ass and she jumped a bit.

Mark noticed the movement. “Okay?”

She didn’t want him to misinterpret her response. “So horny.”

Matt chuckled. “Well, we can take care of that. In fact, I think we better do it soon because my cock is about to explode.” He took her hand and led her to the bed as she laughed.

Never in her wildest dreams could she have imagined a night like this. She never would have thought herself bold enough, brave enough to do something society would dub so completely scandalous. And yet, here she was, embarking on one of the most exciting adventures in her life.

As she lay down on the bed, she was surprised how easily Matt and Mark followed her. It was a new experience for them as well, yet neither of them was balking or shy. Instead, they seemed completely focused on her.

Mark lifted her slightly, moving her to the middle of the mattress before covering her with his body and kissing her once more. She liked his kisses, liked the time he took exploring her mouth. She’d had lovers in the past who treated kissing as an item on the sex list—once they’d given her a few, they’d checked it off and moved on.

As Mark continued to kiss her, Matt let his fingers do the walking, caressing her breasts, stroking her stomach, rubbing her feet. There was no part of her left untouched, and after several moments, her body began to react like a live wire, sparking at every subtle brush of Mark’s tongue in her mouth or Matt’s fingers on her skin.

“God,” she said, breaking away to suck in some much needed air. “Please. I need more. I’ll die without more.” She was about to spontaneously combust. She’d never thought there could be such a thing as too much foreplay, but she needed a man inside her. Now.

Matt reached beside the bed, toward the nightstand. “Well, we can’t have that. We’re just getting to the good part.”

He grabbed two condoms, tossing one to his brother.

“Matt,” his brother warned. “I thought we agreed we were going to take this slow.”

“No,” she said loudly. “Please, I’m begging you.” She squeezed her legs together, trying to find some relief. She’d never felt so empty, so needy.

Matt grinned at his brother. “You can go slow later. I’m just going to help her take the edge off.”

Before she could respond, Matt was between her legs, his cock poised at the entrance to her body. Their eyes met as he pushed inside. No more questions, no more kisses, just the two of them looking at each other as their bodies joined. It was amazing.

Once he reached the hilt, he paused for a second. He gave her a goofy, completely adorable grin. “We’re doing it.”

She giggled. “Yeah, we are.”

He didn’t say more as he started to thrust inside her. She groaned in relief and pure pleasure as he moved—his cock filled her completely, and for the tiniest second, she considered that he seemed to be made for her.

That thought was driven away when he started to move faster, deeper. She threw her head back on the pillow and cried out. They’d teased her for too long and Matt felt so damn good. She was close.

“Matt, I?—”

“It’s okay, Bridge. We’ve got all night.”

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