Wrangled (Steele Ranch 2)

This time, even if the house caught fire, I wasn’t stopping.

“For a scientist, you didn’t do much research.” I was responding, but I had no blood left in my brain to process. It had all dropped to my pants at the sight of Kitten in her bra. Jamison knelt behind her and was helping her off with her skirt, providing her balance as she stepped out of it. Jamison stood. She was before us now in the matching black lace, her cowboy boots. And our rings.

“Fuck, Kitten,” Jamison said, running a hand over his mouth. “You’re the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”

“Get naked or those panties will be ruined,” I growled. I was too far gone to be tender.

I’d been cock blocked by a parent when I was a teenager. But that had been high school. My balls ached from having to take time to deal with Congresswoman Vandervelk. And now, with Kitten undoing the clasp on her bra and seeing her luscious breasts bounce free, I groaned. I knew how they felt, tasted. I watched as her little upturned nipples hardened.

Jamison glanced at me, then back to her chest. “One for each of us.”

I liked the way he thought.

We moved on her then. She stepped back, once, then again until the backs of her legs bumped Jamison’s bed and she dropped down so she sat on the edge of the mattress. We’d made it to his cabin—we weren’t fucking her in the main house. We wanted privacy, and lots of it for what we were going to do.

Jamison dropped back to his knees and got his mouth on her, sucking a nipple hard enough his cheeks pulled in. Her hands tangled in his hair as his eyes slipped closed.

I joined him, cupping her other breast, laving the nipple. “I’m rich, Kitten,” I said, before wrapping my lips around the tip, grazed my teeth over it.

“I don’t care about your money.”

“Are you sure?” I asked, glancing up at her, seeing her with her eyes closed, her lips parted. Her cheeks were flushed, the pink color spreading down her neck and almost to our mouths.

“I didn’t even know you had it until a little while ago.” She gasped, dropped her hand on my head, curled her fingers and tugged. “I should…I should be upset, but I’m not.”

We took our mouths off of her, Jamison with a loud pop. Her nipples were a cherry red, glistening from our mouths.

“Why not?” I asked.

Her eyes fluttered open and she slid her hand around to cup my jaw. She smiled, so sweet, so pure. Her pale eyes held mine. “Because I’m only interested in your big dick.”

I laughed, leaned forward and kissed her. And kissed her.

“Hey!” Jamison said. “What about me and my big dick?”

I pulled back. Kitten reached out for Jamison, leaned forward and kissed him too. “Yes, you and your big dick, too. I love both your dicks equally.”

“Good, because we’re going to fuck you at the same time,” Jamison added. He stood, began to strip. “The lube’s in the drawer, Boone.”

I moved to get the lube, tossed it on the bed. We’d be needing it. Lots of it. I’d claim her virgin ass, but I’d do it carefully. She loved ass play and I knew she’d love this. Kitten was so fucking passionate, so sexually responsive. She’d come, and hard.

Jamison dropped down on the bed beside Kitten, his knees bent and his feet touching the floor. His dick was hard and pointing straight up. He crooked a finger and Kitten moved over him, straddling his waist, the cowboy boots sexy as hell. Her breasts swung down, brushed his bare chest.

I loved seeing the black lace on her ass, but it had to go. Grabbing the band at the waist, I carefully tugged, tore the delicate fabric so it was in two pieces in my hands. She gasped, but said nothing as she watched it flutter to the floor.

“I warned you, Kitten.”

Jamison shifted then, one hand on her hip, the other between her parted thighs, sliding in and out, testing her readiness.

From my vantage point, I couldn’t miss how wet she was, the way his fingers came out of her pussy coated with her sticky honey.

“Please, Jamison. I’m ready.” She shifted her hips forward so he slipped out. With one hand on his shoulder, she gripped the base of his dick and hovered over him. “I don’t need to come first. I need you in me. Now.”

Jamison didn’t respond, most likely because she’d gotten her little fingers wrapped around him. But she’d slipped in the br

oad head and he groaned. He knew she was ready and wasn’t going to argue. He wanted in.

So did I, but I had to wait. Her pussy might be ready for a dick, but her ass wasn’t. Not yet. I grabbed the lube, flipped the lid and squirted some of it onto my fingers. I watched as Kitten fucked Jamison, took his dick nice and deep, then lifted off. Watched the way her virgin hole winked at me as I knew she clenched her pussy.