What She Wants (21 page)

"She's hot for you, Chook. So hot." Packer was close, close enough to touch, but those brown, callused hands were on his girl, revving her up. The plastic cock nudged his hole, a little cold, a little foreign.

His breath caught, his body tensing up. Then he forced his muscles to relax. It would be so much easier that way.

"I won't hurt you." She kissed his shoulder.

"I know, baby. It's just odd, yeah?" He laughed, turning to glance at Packer. "Not a bit like you, mate."

"No. But hot. Crikey. Makes my mouth dry."

"You could kiss me. That would help." He was starting to shake a little, his body struggling to accept the dildo.

Packer took his mouth like a storm, distracting him from the pressure in his hole, from the too slow way Calleigh pushed into him. He lost himself in the kiss, in the feel of Calleigh's hand on his hip and the way Pack stroked his cock back to hardness. Oh, yeah.

When his girl started to move, he let himself push back, take more. She was trying not to hurt him, but he needed to let her know it was okay. He needed more. Faster. He needed to feel her, get that pressure inside him.

"Come on, Calleigh. Fuck him good and hard." Pack's voice sounded blown.

Calleigh's soft gasp sounded so good, like sex on a stick. Then she pulled back and slammed home, and Adrian cried out with the pleasure of it.

She stilled, and Packer grinned. "That's good, girl. That was a good sound. Do it again."

"Oh." She stroked his back. "You good, Ades?"

"I am, baby." His hips rocked back, urging her on. "I promise."

It didn't take her much longer to find her rhythm -- in and out, driving him damn near out of his mind. She wasn't able to get as much force as he was used to, but with her difference in height and angle, she hit spots he'd never felt before. Fuck, it made him hold on tight and enjoy the ride.

Packer stayed right there, cock hard and leaking, sliding against his side as those eyes burned into him. He stared back, his mouth set in a grimace. He reached out for that amazing prick, wanting the circle complete.

"No." Calleigh's hand slapped his ass, shocking him. "I want to watch you suck him."

His eyes snapped up to meet Pack's again, and he got a slow, evil grin as Packer moved into position, coming to kneel in front of him. "Yeah, Chook. Suck it."

He was the luckiest motherfucker on earth. On fucking earth.

He opened up, Pack finding Calleigh's fucking rhythm like a champ. He sucked Packer all the way deep, closing his eyes to draw the man in. Adrian felt lost in the sensations, from Calleigh's soft skin, the unyielding hardness of the dildo and the heat of Packer...

Packer's cock leaked on his tongue and Calleigh's hands were on his hips, pulling him back onto that fake cock. Adrian sucked, little sounds coming down around him, soft and feminine from his girl, hot and profane from his cowboy.

"Harder, Calleigh girl. Fuck him."

She heard Pack, Adrian knew, because her thighs started slapping against him.

He pushed his tongue against the slit of Packer's cock, letting the man have a little sting. That was all he could do, caught up as he was.

Pack grunted, hips bucking. "Chook!"

Mmm, yeah. That was the ticket. Packer's little cry made Calleigh jerk, hitting just the spot he needed her to. Christ. When she hit it again, he damn near screamed. His back arched, his breath whooshed out of him, and he was damned worried he might bite Packer in a not so good way.

Pack's cock slid out of his mouth as Adrian grunted out words. "Fuck! Baby girl! Please!"

"Yes." Again and again she pegged him, slammed into him like a fucking pro.

"Nhhh." He made this amazing noise, his body bending up and back like he was a yoga pro or some shit. He jerked, his body taking the dildo so deep it was the best kind of pain. That and Calleigh's next slap to his ass was all it took. He came like he might never be able to come again in his life.

The pressure inside him eased before the gray buzz of pleasure did, Calleigh slipping out of him. He stayed there on his hands and knees for long moment, his muscles shaking. Christ almighty.

A cool, damp rag cleaned him up, Calleigh staying close. "You okay?"

"Okay doesn't even begin to cover it." He turned and grabbed her, hauling her close. "You're amazing, baby girl." Adrian kissed her hard, giving her everything he had, which admittedly, given the state of his empty balls wasn't much, but still.

Packer's moan broke them apart. "Someone has to touch me. Now."

Calleigh grinned at him, eyes laughing. "I don't know if I can fuck you too, Pack. That's one hell of an ab workout."

Pack hooted. "Oh, you're a dirty girl. I could do him while he uses his mouth on you, luv."

Adrian's well-used asshole clenched, but he turned, offered his ass like the slut he was. He had to. How could he resist that amazing cock? He loved when Packer took him by storm, had never been able to resist.

"Slut." Calleigh's husky laughter brushed his ear.

"Hell, yes. This way I get to taste you, too."

And she was sweet and tart, ripe for him. Adrian pushed back down, lips sliding over her wetness, his breath coming in short, sharp bursts. She tasted like home, like something so perfectly familiar that it made him moan.

"Ades..." Her hips rolled up, her wet folds sliding on his chin.

Adrian licked at her, pushing in with his tongue to get the flavor of her. Packer's hands landed on his ass, thumbs spreading his cheeks, exposing him. He was wet, open, ready for that heavy cock. He was so sensitive that he fought the urge to scream when Pack pushed into him, giving him very little time to adjust.

"So fucking pretty." Calleigh's head fell back, her nipples hard, pussy so sweet.

"He's fucking beautiful, luv. So are you." Packer didn't let him talk, just pushed him right down to give Calleigh more love, hand between his shoulder blades.

He wrapped his lips around Calleigh's clit, sucked gently, tongue lashing. Her hands found his hair, and he heard her sob out his name. They were all around him, all over him, both touching him. God. That was... More.

Calleigh arched under him; Packer's hands dug into his hips. Adrian's head spun, his body on cruise control, now, and there was no stopping him. Packer pushed him, opened him, and Calleigh tasted like Heaven.

The bedsprings were screaming, and he loved how his girl pushed up into his face. Her legs were spread wide, and she was humping, her whole body bouncing with it. She was needing.

He pushed two fingers deep inside her, tongue lashing her while Packer slammed inside him, moaning low. Adrian grunted, his abs pulling in, his ass on fire. He had to hold it together, but he was in real danger of coming again.

"Fuck. Please. Please, Ades. I need..." She twisted underneath him, sobbed.

Yeah. Yeah, he knew what she needed. He fucked her with his fingers, with his tongue, pushing her clit back and forth. She tightened around him, bucking and rolling, as she called out his name.

"Fuck, yeah." Packer was groaning, leaning over his back to bite his shoulder. That big cock slammed into him, making him squeeze down, his body knowing what to do.

He cursed violently into the soft skin of Calleigh's pussy, his balls drawing up tight. When Pack reached down under his body and grabbed his cock, that was all he could stand. Adrian came again, crying out with it, his ears ringing.

They slumped together on the bed, Packer covering him, Calleigh's fingers smoothing his hair.

"Oh, god." He could die right now, a happy man.

"Uh-huh. Hey, y'all." Calleigh blinked, giggled a little.

Packer kissed his shoulder. "That was a right good show, luv. You too, Chook."

"Mmm. Thanks, mate." He nuzzled Calleigh's belly. "Tell me there's room service."

"Twenty-four hours."

"Excellent." They would need their strength if they were going to make it through the night. Hallelujah.

***

The music blared and Calleigh danced with a couple of the new Aussie riders, waiting for her men to clean up, come down to the party. One of the boys was blond and pretty and knew it, flirting hard, shaking his ass. Fun.

Aussies just took good care of her. She grinned. She couldn't wait to see her boys. Blond and Beautiful wrapped one hand around her hip, moved her into a close little move, thigh pressing between her thighs.

"Oi, mate. I don't think so." Packer came from behind her, pulling her back against his chest. "Dancing is all well and good. That crosses the line."

Oh, god. That was something else. "Pack." She couldn't stop her wiggle, her smile.

"Hello, luv. You ready to really get your dance on?" Adrian had always loved to dance with her, but Packer's ease with it surprised her every time.

"You know it." She turned, hands sliding around Packer's shoulders. "You smell so good."

"So do you." He sniffed her neck. "Though I need to rub on you a bit, get rid of the Old Spice."

"I like it." Her chin lifted, her breasts sliding on his chest.

"Mmmhmm. I don't wear it, though. Chook does, and you weren't dancing with him." Packer bent and nibbled on her neck.

"Oh... Naughty, naughty." She wanted and they'd promised her that she'd have tonight.

"Can't help it, love. You bring it out in me."

"That's not all I want to bring out in you, Pack."

"Aren't you married to another bullrider?" The voice was snide, and she stiffened, pulled away from Pack. Damn it.

Pack frowned at the little girl, what was her name? The one who was always so awful about Adrian. Brandy. "He's about. What do you want, girlie?"

"Just wondering why you're wasting your time on someone taken when there's younger, more available girls around."

Christ, buckle bunnies could be bitches.

"Well, you just put your noggin on that one, sheila." Packer put an arm around her waist, pulling her away.

She giggled softly. "That was nicely put, honey."

"Thanks, luv. Look who missed the whole show."

Adrian came up, a drink in each hand, one in the crook of his elbow. "What?"

"Pack was defending my honor." She took her margarita. "Thank you."

Adrian frowned. "From who?" He looked ready to throw down. So cute.

"Some asshole girl. You'll get her telling you I'm cheating. Watch out." She rolled her eyes.

"Ah." His expression cleared. "Good thing we have this whole Packer thing."

"Absolutely." She leaned over and gave Adrian a long, lazy hello kiss.

Adrian moaned for her, his hands sliding down to touch her ass. He squeezed, making her gasp.

"Gonna make me spill my drink, Ades."

"Oh, now, Chook. Don't get her all wet," Packer drawled.

Adrian laughed, the sound pure wickedness. "But that's a good thing, mate."

"You smell good, Ades. Are you going to let me get back on the dance floor?" She couldn't help but tease.

"Only if you go with me." Adrian put his drink down, one hand on her hip.

Oh. Oh, yes. "I'd love that."

"Then let's go." Ades tugged her out on the floor, and to her everlasting surprise, Packer came with them.

She grinned over. "You gonna grind it, Pack?"

"I am if you are." His hand slid down, his fingers pinching her ass.

"I am. God, I love to dance." And she was aching for it, bone deep. She needed them to take her upstairs later, love her. First they would all dance, though, which was a fantasy of hers anyway.

Adrian shook it for her, swaying in front of her, his body glancing off hers. Pack stayed behind her, pushing against her ass. Calleigh closed her eyes, arms up as she let the music take her, let it move her body. She felt sexy, slinky, but caught between them she'd never felt safer.

"Damn, sheila." Packer's voice was a growl beside her ear. "You won't be dancing like this with any other cowboys."

The words gave her a thrill, right down her spine, even her toes tingling. He was possessive, both of her and Ades. It was smokin' hot.

"You sure? Ades might like to watch." She winked at Adrian, including him in the tease.

"Then he can watch. You and me. I think he'd rather participate, though."

"I think I'd rather dance with the two of you than almost anything." Almost. Fucking won. By a landslide. Especially when she and Pack ganged up on Adrian and made him do indescribably hot things...

Adrian's eyes went heavy-lidded. "You got naughtiness in your eyes, baby girl."

She leaned in. "I want to watch Pack fuck your red ass. I want to fuck you while you suck his cock. I want you both inside me, making me scream."

Ades swallowed, his face going red even as his blue eyes went supernova hot, staring into her. "God, baby girl."

Pack's cock rubbed her ass. "Wicked woman."

She turned, leaned against Adrian. "Should I tell you what I want from you?"