Shoulda Been a Cowboy (Rough Riders 7)

Scream no, you’re mine! Yes. Cam tossed off a cool, “Give you permission?”

She nodded warily.

Brock sucked in a breath. “Shit, Cam. She said you two had one date and I thought… Why didn’t you tell me it was that way between you two?”

Domini spun on Brock. “What way?”

“Cam’s way.”

“How do you know—”

“Because I’ve known him a long time, Domini, and I know what he prefers.”

Cam flashed Domini a wolfish smile. “Surprised?”

She shook her head before addressing Brock. “And you aren’t like Cam?”

“No.” Brock slurped from a water bottle. “I like to watch. Damn, do I like to watch. Sometimes I join in. When control freak here lets me.”

Cam caught the flare of interest in Domini’s eyes.

Whoa. That reaction was unexpected. But then again, Cam hadn’t delved much into finding out Domini’s sexual fantasies because he’d been fulfilling his role as her dominant lover and that’d been enough for him.

But was it enough for her?

Right then Cam knew he’d have to decide how far he was willing to let them take this flirtation. He and Brock had shared women in the past. It’d been no big deal.

But now it was different. Could he orchestrate a sexual situation between his best friend and the woman he’d fallen in love with? Or would he want to rip the hands off the man who’d saved his life just because he’d put them on her?

Did Domini think she could handle a threesome?

Too f**king bad. No way in hell was Brock touching her, no matter what she thought she wanted. No. Way.

What kind of lover would you be if you didn’t see to her sexual needs? Even if they were in direct conflict with yours?

Fuck that. She’s mine.

Is she? Does she know that?

No.

Dammit. If he snarled and showed jealousy, not only would Domini realize he’d developed serious feelings for her, but so would Brock.

What better way to prove his control over her than to command her to satisfy another man? And bonus: it’d prove to Brock that Cam McKay might’ve lost his leg, but he hadn’t lost his edge. He still owned the ability to bend a woman to his sexual whims.

Decision made, Cam casually asked, “Domini. Have you ever been with two men at once?”

“Umm. No.”

“Does the thought of two men f**king you at the same time turn you on?” When her response was a long time coming, he said, “Answer me.”

Domini didn’t look away. “Yes.”

“If I were to demand you blow me while Brock watches, you’d do it.”

Not a question, yet she nodded anyway.

“Then come here.”

She sauntered over, her head held high, her white-blonde hair flowing around her angelic face, her arctic eyes bright, her mouth curved in a small smile.

Cam curled his hand around her neck and centered her body between his legs. He brought his mouth down on hers hard, taking the brutal kiss he craved. When he’d thoroughly flustered her with his possessive kiss, he slid his lips to her ear. “If you don’t want to do this, princess, say so now.”

Her voice was so subdued he strained to hear it. “I gave myself to you without restriction. Whatever you want, you can have.”

“Good answer, baby. And you can show me. Now.”

He walked to the fireplace in the living room, expecting Domini to follow. From the corner of his eye, he saw Brock flop on the couch. The move looked lazy. Bored. Cam knew it was anything but.

As Domini approached him, he unbuttoned his shirt. She didn’t lower her eyes or keep her hands clasped behind her back. The subservient posture and attitude crap didn’t appeal to either of them, thank God. But she did not balk at letting him have complete control.

She said, “You didn’t wear a T-shirt.”

Cam smiled. “See? I listen to you.”

“I’m glad.” Her fingers trailed over the sprinkling of chest hair. Her palms smoothed his pecs, his ribs, and his belly. She angled her head to lap at the hollow of his throat.

A tremor threatened to break free from that sexy innocent lick.

Domini’s delicate butterfly touches were a stunning contrast to the hard nips and deep sucking kisses she used on his ni**les.

“Enough. Unbutton my pants.” The khakis were loose enough once she’d released the snap, they pooled around his ankles. “On your knees.” She looked up at him and Cam couldn’t resist brushing the hair from her face. “Your hands can be on my hips or my ass. Choose.”

She peeled the boxers down and didn’t spend significant time gawking at his prosthesis, but neither did she ignore it. She mouthed the length of his shaft, teasing it with hot breath and firm nibbles. Then she sucked it into the wetness and heat that never failed to make his breath catch.

Cam braced his right hand on the oak mantel and gathered her hair in his left hand, keeping a clear shot for Brock. He knew how hot the visual looked—Domini’s bobbing head as his c**k pumped in and out of her hungry mouth.

But the visual wasn’t nearly as hot as the reality of her sucking him off.

“Baby, your mouth is pure heaven. You know how I like it.”

Domini kept him wet, she kept him deep, and she kept sucking until Cam felt his balls lift.

He shoved his c**k until her lips were stretched around the base. He tightened his hold on her hair, but not hard enough to sting her scalp. “Suck it all down, every f**kin’ drop. Swallow. More, baby, don’t choke. Breathe. That’s it.”

Hot pulse after hot pulse shot out the end of his dick, and she sucked in tandem to every pulsation, leaving him depleted. Sated. Dizzy. He would’ve staggered and probably crashed to the ground if not for the hold Domini maintained on his hips.

The supreme glow of satisfaction she wore whenever she’d pleased him was heady stuff and it humbled him. He murmured, “Thank you.”

Wordlessly, Domini nuzzled his left thigh, then his right.

“Are you ready?”

She peered up at him. “Ready for what?”

“For me and Brock to f**k you.”

Chapter Thirteen

Being with two men? At the same time?

A million thoughts spun crazily in Domini’s head.

First: yes! I want this. Followed quickly by: no! I can’t do this.

What about after the fun and sexual games ended? Would she be hot and happy in the moment but feel used when it was over? Could she look Brock in the eye without embarrassment? What about Cam? How would he react after his friend f**ked her?