Her Four Cowboys

“Lucy—” Adam said, sounding skeptical, “we don’t all have to tonight.”

“I want to,” I said. “Now that I can have you all, don’t make me wait.”

He grinned at me, reaching out and tugging me toward him before kissing me deeply, intimately. It was a kiss that contained all of our shared history, and when he let me go, he led me by the hand to Andy’s bedroom. We eyed the others and knew that they were right behind us.

When we were in the bedroom, Adam stood in front of me, stripping his clothes off quickly. There was a hurried quality to him, but not like he wanted to get it over with; it was more like he was conscious of how much my body had already been through, and as much as he wanted me, he wanted to remember that.

He stood behind me, scooping my hair off to the side and kneeling down to place his lips against my neck, kissing the skin there gently as he shucked off his own shirt and jeans.

When he was undressed, he pulled me backwards, and for a moment, I felt a little bit like I’d lost my equilibrium as I was balanced against him, unable to see where I was going.

Then, suddenly, I felt my legs hit against a hard surface, and I realized that he’d lain down on the bed. Without any communication, I understood exactly what he’d intended, and sat down so that I was practically sitting on his lap, with my lower lips pressed against the cock that was already standing at attention.

Placing my hands on either side of him, I sank backwards, groaning loudly as I felt him fill me and stroke me exactly as I needed him to. Reaching down, I pulled up his hand and placed it squarely on the bundle of nerves at the juncture of my thighs. Placing my own hand over it, I showed him how to move his fingertips in a circular motion on my clit as I rode him.

Opening my eyes, I saw that the others were standing there, watching us. Watching as their youngest brother pleasured me in a way unlike any of the rest of them had. In a way that spoke to our friendship, to the way he’d known me for our entire lives, and how much I trusted him with every part of me.

Especially my heart.

Turning my head back, I looked into his eyes just before he sat up and caught my lips with his in a smoldering kiss.

Just then, he thrust all the way into me and rubbed my clit agonizingly hard, making me come a fourth time. He didn’t last much longer, spilling into me with a few hard, quick bursts as he filled me yet again.

He turned me over, setting me on my side on the bed and getting up before leaning down and kissing me softly on the ribs. I clutched his hand tightly before letting him go, before turning to look at Aaron. He was already naked, and he had a wary look on his face as he came to lay down on the bed next to me.

“We don’t need to,” he said. “I could just hold you.”

I looked up at him, at the beautiful, strong body that covered mine and kept me safe, and the warm, quiet eyes that kept me grounded.

“Or,” I said, reaching up to touch his face, “you could hold me while you make love to me?”

His facial expression stayed quiet, but his eyes blazed as he pressed up behind me.

“I can do that,” he said, and slid into me.

This was slower, but it wasn’t any less intense. If anything, the sheer amount of what Aaron felt and how little he allowed it to surface increased the intensity between us as he moved slow and hard, moving my hair to the side so he could run his lips down the side of my neck and over my shoulders.

All the while, he moved slowly and deeply inside of me as he trailed his fingers down my ribs, allowing them to find their way to my clit.

Reaching my hand back, I ran my fingers up his neck, relishing the feel of him around me as he pressed deeper into me, his warmth everywhere.

It was right that tonight should end like this, with me feeling this sense of protection and safety in his arms, feeling grounded in the ecstasy that he gave me as he brought me to the edge for the final time.

“Aaron,” I said, his name a gasp as I threw my head back. Without warning, I knew he hadn’t brought me to the edge so much as I’d thrown myself over it.

The lights shattered behind my eyes, and my entire body began to shake as I fell apart in his arms yet again.