Cowboy Love on Hold [Love: The Cowboy Way 1] (7 page)

“Do you still love me, too?” His gaze was full of lust, but there was something else behind it—fear. Kimber realized he really didn’t know how she felt, and that it mattered to him very much.

Tears welled up in her eyes. “I’ve never stopped loving Brandon—never.”

He smiled and wrapped his arms around her, crushing her lips with his own. Kimber returned his kiss with everything she had, telling him with her body how much she still loved and wanted him. His fingers searched for the edge of her T-shirt, and he stepped back to tear it over her head and pulled her jeans down to her knees, bending to tug them off her feet as she raised each leg. While he was stripping her, Kimber stared at Wade, mesmerized. His gaze locked with hers, and he tugged harder on his cock, his breath coming in small ragged gasps as the muscles in his abdomen and thighs convulsed in time with the movement of his hand.

Brandon pulled off his towel and moved behind her to undo her bra and remove the last scrap of fabric covering her body from their eyes. His erection brushed against the cheeks of her ass, and she trembled at the hot, slick feel of him. Brandon’s arms encircled her from behind, and he pulled her back to straddle his lap when he sat on a bar stool. His hands crawled slowly up her torso to cup her breasts, and she watched Wade’s gaze follow their path. Brandon’s teeth nipped at the skin of her shoulder, and he flicked his thumbs over her nipples while he worked his thighs between hers. Brandon opened her legs, spreading her wide, and Kimber knew Wade could see every bit of her. Her pussy spasmed, and another hot gush of moisture seeped from her when Brandon squeezed her breasts, and she knew from Wade’s reaction that he had seen it, which only made her walls convulse again at the thought.

One of the hands teasing her breast began a slow path down her body—over her ribs and across her hip—to where she needed it to be. Kimber stared at Wade, his eyes glittering in anticipation as he waited for Brandon’s fingers to find her. When they did, Kimber’s body went rigid, and her hands reached blindly for something to hang on to as Brandon began to play with her. She grabbed at his arms, her nails sinking into his flesh as she fought to keep her eyes open and on Wade. Brandon’s cock twitched under her ass, and she wiggled against it, desperate to give him something back. She heard him gasp and felt him thrust into the crease of her buttocks, and he pressed his fingers onto her clit and rubbed hard.

Her head fell back against Brandon’s shoulder, and she could barely see Wade through the dark curtain of her eyelashes. He watched them, his dick still in his hand but his touch less frantic. She’d seen him like this before and knew what he was waiting for. Wade wouldn’t let himself come until she did. With the knowledge that her pleasure still mattered more to him than his own, Kimber focused her attention on the fingers between her legs, certain now that Brandon was making love to her for both of them. His lips plucked at her ear, and he groaned again when she squirmed on top of him.

“Kimber.” Wade’s husky whisper sounded pained, and she knew he wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer. His body was sprawled all over the chair, his feet braced firmly on the floor, the only thing stopping him from sliding out of it. “Baby, I want you to come. Please…I can’t…”

Brandon’s cock twitched at the sound of Wade’s voice, and his touch became erratic against her nub. Kimber felt the first warning pulse of her orgasm tear through her, and she bit her lip against the urge to close her eyes. Wade clenched his jaw, his fist a blur as he let himself go and pulled on his cock the way he needed to. The last thing she saw before she lost the battle to keep her gaze on him was the furrowing of his brow and the near grimace on his face as his body shuddered and the first hot pulse of cum exploded from his rigid penis to splash onto his stomach.

With the image of Wade burned into her brain, Kimber rode out her orgasm on Brandon’s lap, her fingers clawing at his arms as he forced her to come harder—and harder still. “Brandon!” Kimber screamed his name when she thought she couldn’t take any more. Her climax peaked then ebbed away, and she squirmed to get off his lap and sink to the floor when her clit became too sensitive to bear his touch.

She lay there, not caring that she was naked and spread-eagled on the floor of her home, her eyes closed while she waited for her heart to stop racing and her breathing to return to normal.

Chapter 7

Brandon smiled down at Kimber splayed out on the rug and turned to find Wade walking towards him on shaky legs. Wade shrugged the crumpled bathrobe from his shoulders, and didn’t try to hide from Brandon’s gaze as it wandered over him. Still rock hard and turned on beyond sanity by watching Wade and Kimber come because of him, Brandon held his breath as Wade got closer, uncertain what to expect.

Wade grabbed his shoulders and brought him round to face him head-on then slid his hands up into Brandon’s hair and kissed him. His cock gave a jerk as it brushed against Wade’s abdomen, and Brandon pulled back, desperate for the contact but not sure yet what was allowed. Wade’s hands moved downwards, sliding over Brandon’s back and along his spine to grab Brandon’s waist and crush his body against his own. Brandon gasped and bit down on Wade’s massive shoulder when he felt Wade’s large, strong hands cup the cheeks of his ass to hold him steady.

“It’s your turn,” Wade groaned in his ear. “You’ve already waited too long.”

Brandon was suddenly afraid. The years of being alone and without the two people he loved had taken their toll, and their approval and acceptance mattered too much. But he forgot all that when Wade kissed him again, and he felt the first touch of Kimber’s hand on his thigh. He looked down to find her kneeling between them, her gaze flitting between him and Wade.

“What do you want us to do?” she whispered, raking her nails up his leg and sending a jolt of heat to his already painfully hard dick.

He laughed, his voice sounding hoarse even to his own ears. “Everything.”

“We’ll get to that—eventually.” Wade grasped the back of his neck. “Tell us what you want.”

Brandon could see that Wade hadn’t fully recovered, so the choice was easier than it might have been. He reached down to grab Kimber’s hands, bringing her up to stand beside them. “Do you even know how much I want to fuck you?”

Kimber smiled and led him over to the sofa, pulling him down on top of her as she sank into it. Brandon slotted his body between hers, and Wade knelt down on the floor beside them, his hands wandering over her body as he kissed first her and then Brandon. Kimber groaned, and they turned to find her staring at them.

Kimber seemed stunned by the sight before her. “You two are so beautiful together…” Her voice shook with emotion, and Brandon couldn’t wait a second longer to have her. When Kimber opened her legs to offer herself to him, Brandon grabbed his cock and pressed it at her entrance, his gaze holding hers as he finally knew what it felt like to be inside the woman he had always loved. Her reaction to him was everything he’d ever dreamed of, and he watched almost spellbound as she quivered and shuddered beneath him, the walls of her pussy molding around his prick.

Wade appeared at her side and grasped her face in his palm to turn her towards him so he could kiss her. Kimber’s body arched, thrusting her breasts up towards Brandon, and he couldn’t resist sucking one of her dusky nipples into his mouth and flicking his tongue over and around it. A sudden tug on his hair pulled him away from Kimber, and he turned towards Wade’s waiting mouth.

Kimber’s slick pussy convulsed around him, and he knew without a doubt how much seeing him and Wade together turned her on. Brandon slid his arm under her ass and lifted her up, his body still joined with hers as he got up on his knees and reached for a cushion to support her ass. Wade didn’t need to be told what to do and immediately dropped his head to suck at Kimber’s nipple while his hand crawled along her body to find her clit. Brandon gave her a hard thrust as Wade’s fingers moved against her, and Kimber rewarded Brandon with another long, satisfying tremor deep inside her cunt.

Brandon hands clasped the back of Kimber’s thighs, keeping her body tilted upwards and pulling her onto his cock to deepen his thrusts. Wade lifted his head from Kimber’s body and turned towards Brandon, his fingertips still moving in slow circles over Kimber’s nub, and he leaned forward to flick his tongue over Brandon’s nipple.

“Oh…oh God!” Kimber moaned aloud, obviously turned on by watching Wade drive him crazy.

Wade grabbed Brandon’s hair again, dragging him forward so he could kiss him, his tongue plunging inside Brandon’s mouth. Brandon felt the tip of Wade’s penis brush across his chest, and he wished he was sucking on it the way he was sucking on Wade’s tongue. Once the idea lodged in his head, he had to ask.

“Stand up,” Brandon grunted, barely able to form the words. Wade got to his feet, his groin perfectly aligned with Brandon’s face. “I want you in my mouth, Wade. Please…fuck my mouth.”

Kimber shuddered again, and her fingers came up to replace Wade’s on her clit. Wade smiled and offered his cock to Brandon, his other hand buried in Brandon’s hair. Brandon leaned forward to slide his lips over the tip of Wade’s dick.

The weight and taste of the man on his tongue combined with the feel of the woman impaled on his cock was too much for Brandon. He began to come in hard, shuddering spasms. Wade pulled out of Brandon’s mouth and tugged his head back, his large hand cupping Brandon’s chin as he pushed his tongue into Brandon’s mouth again. Kimber changed position beneath him, and suddenly it was her riding him—her pussy pounding against his tortured flesh as he could do no more than shoot hot spurts of cum inside her while his body shook between her and Wade.

Brandon slid out of her, collapsing back onto the sofa, his chest heaving while he struggled to breathe. Wade picked Kimber up from the couch in one swift motion, turning to sit with her facing away from him on top of his lap, as if returning Brandon’s earlier favor to him. Brandon made room for Wade’s legs when he stretched them out along the sofa, shifting position to kneel between them and watch as Wade’s prick slid inside Kimber’s moist, succulent folds, and his massive hands cupped her breasts.

Brandon ran his palms up the inside of Wade’s thighs before dropping to his elbows and flicking his tongue out to tease Kimber’s pretty pink clit. Brandon sucked her into his mouth, circling his head to create the friction he knew she wanted, his chin grazing the length of Wade’s cock as it slid in and out of her pussy. He reached forward to cup Wade’s balls in his hand and suck on Kimber a little harder when he heard Wade’s animalistic growl and knew he was about to come.

“Tell me what we’re doing to you,” Wade demanded, his voice broken and barely audible above the sound of her panting.

“You’re fucking me…I can feel your cock deep inside my cunt.” Wade gave her another hard poke, and she groaned loudly. “And Brandon has his mouth on my clit, and he’s sucking me…Oh God, he’s sucking me so hard…”

Brandon felt Wade’s balls contract in his hand, just as Kimber’s legs began to shake, and they came together. He suffered a pang of envy while he watched them, but he pushed it to the back of his mind. One day soon, he’d be part of their lovemaking, not just an extra, but for now he was relieved to see that their passion for each other hadn’t been diminished by his interference.

Wade stilled beneath Kimber as her body came to rest on top of his, and Brandon sat back, giving them the space to get up, but they stayed where they were. Watching them had made Brandon hard again, but he knew they were spent. He ignored his erection and placed a cushion on his lap so they wouldn’t see it.

Brandon cleared his throat. “Umm, Wade? Do you think you could lend me some clothes so I can get home?”

Wade lifted Kimber’s body from his, careful to hold on to her until she’d found her feet, and then sat up to look at him. “You’re leaving?”

“I can’t stay here.”

“Why not?”

“I’m in the same boat as you, Wade. I’ve got a ranch to run. It’s already late.”

Wade looked up at the clock on the wall, grimacing when he saw it was passed midnight. “Damn. I guess you’re right. Although you could just as easily stay here and leave first thing.”

Brandon rubbed the back of his neck, exhaustion seeping through his bones and the need to be alone suddenly overwhelming. “Naw…I’d better not. Just let me borrow some pants and a T-shirt and I’ll be on my way.”

He stayed on the sofa, trying hard not to look at Kimber and Wade as they stood beside him for a moment longer then left to do as he’d asked. He jumped when a pile of clothing landed on his lap and turned to see Wade staring at him, dressed again now in his robe, a frown on his face.