Cowboy Rough [Men for Hire 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Page 7

  Her stomach rumbled, reminding her that she hadn’t eaten anything since last night. Rising from the table booth, she pulled open the small refrigerator and took an inventory of its contents.

  Whoever was living here must’ve eaten out a lot.

  Other than a loaf of bread along with mustard, ketchup, a container of sandwich ham and a six pack of beer, the refrigerator was as bare as Mother Hubbard’s cupboards. But it was enough to make do. She pulled everything out onto the counter, then tugged open drawers to search for utensils. One drawer held a bunch of ragged kitchen towels while the one next to it had a plastic tray with sectioned partitions for knives, forks, and spoons. In a matter of minutes, she had two ham sandwiches ready to eat.

  Now for the invitation.

  She bumped her shoulder against the door, cracking it open a few inches, and peered around its edge. “Hi.”

  He tipped back his cowboy hat and smiled at her. “Hi yourself.”

  “I hope it was okay to make myself at home. I was starving so I made a couple of sandwiches. Would you care for one?”

  He got to his feet, stretching his long, hard body as he did so. She had to bite back a sigh.

  What’s the old saying? He’s a long, tall drink of water? Yeah, that’s it, but he’s more than that. He’s a long, tall drink of pure lust. Good grief, Sienna. Now is not the time.

  She stepped back as he hopped into the trailer, saw the sandwiches on the table, and slid onto one side of the booth.

  “This looks good. Thanks.” He took a huge chunk out of the sandwich.

  Damn, even the way he chews is sexy.

  She cleared her throat as though that would clear away the thought, too, then took her seat opposite him. “Well, it was the best I could do with what little was in the fridge.”

  He nodded, then took a swig of his beer. “I can imagine. We borrowed this from a friend of ours who’d rather drive fifty miles to the nearest fast food place than cook. But don’t worry. We’ll load up on groceries when we can.”

  “Do you think we’ll be here long?” Strange as it seemed, she was almost hoping they’d stay a while. Maybe if she stayed longer, she’d get a chance to know them better. As long as Shelby was safe, of course.

  “Is that a problem? We need time to figure out how to handle the situation.” He leaned back against the seat. “But I have to warn you. I think Joe’s leaning toward calling the authorities.”

  Alarm stopped her cold, her hand holding her sandwich hanging in the air. “No, please. I explained that. If Dan goes to jail, then I go down with him. I can’t leave my daughter. I’d rather die.”

  “And she’s safe right now? Are you sure about that?”

  “Yes. Or at least I think so.” She dug into her hip pocket and pulled out her cell phone. “Maybe I should check.”

  He had her phone out of her hand before she knew what had happened.

  “Hell, no. No calls. You have to go off the grid.”

  He was right and she knew it. She still needed to get rid of her phone, but it hurt too much to think about losing contact with her daughter. “But what about my little girl? I have to make sure she’s all right.”

  “Tell me where she is and I’ll get Gabriel to have someone check on her.” He frowned, thinking hard. “I’d suggest bringing her here to stay with you, but that might put her in direct danger.”

  “No. I’d rather stay away from her if it’ll keep her safe.” But how long could she stand to be apart from her little girl? Her heart already ached to see her.

  “She’ll be okay. Don’t worry. We’ll take care of everything.”

  She met his gaze, searching him, and knew he spoke the truth. “I know. And thanks.”

  “Don’t mention it.” He flipped her phone onto the counter. “But no using that until this is over. Promise?”

  “Promise.”

  She relaxed a little, enjoying the easiness between them. How could she feel so comfortable with someone she’d met a few hours ago? Still, there was no denying it. She felt like she could trust him with her life. And the fact was, she was doing exactly that.

  “So tell me about your brothers.” She smiled, hoping he’d take her words in the jesting way she’d meant them. “You and West seem to have an easy way about you. But Joe? He’s well…”

  “Don’t worry. I know what you’re thinking. Joe’s kind of rough around the edges. West is kind of more a jokester than me. Hell, we’re both easy-going compared to Joe.”

  She took a bite of her sandwich, happy that he hadn’t been offended.

  “Only Joe’s my brother. My stepbrother to be exact, but I think of him as a brother.” His mouth crooked upward. “Yeah, I claim him as family even when he’s in one of his moods. As for West? He’s my cousin but he’s as close as a brother to me. I guess that’s how we think of each other. As brothers who were born to the same mother and raised in the same household.”

  “Wow. I think I might need a flow chart to keep this straight.”

  “Relationships can get complicated, but I can see how you made that mistake. We treat each other more like brothers than even some real brothers do. Do you have any family aside from your little girl? Do you want to call them using my phone? If you think they can help, that is. Otherwise, keep them out of it.”

  She couldn’t imagine calling her mother and didn’t even want to bring her up. “I have a younger brother and sister, but they’re in college and living their own lives. And you’re right. I wouldn’t want them to get mixed up in all of this.”

  “So basically it’s just you and your girl.”

  “Basically.” She had a difficult time resisting staring into his hazel eyes. They appeared to change color in different lights. She gasped when he suddenly leaned forward and pressed his thumb to the side of her mouth.

  “Hold up. You’ve got a little mustard right there. Let me get it for you.”

  From any other person, the move would’ve seemed innocent. But coming from him, after what she’d dreamed, his touch sparked a fire she couldn’t keep banked. She let him slide his finger over the corner of her mouth, then shifted in her seat, catching herself off guard as much as she caught him unprepared.

  She took him by the wrist, waited a heartbeat, then sucked his thumb into her mouth. His eyes grew bigger as she whipped her tongue around, soaking up the bit of mustard.

  He jerked his thumb away and was over the top of the table and clutching her behind the neck as he crushed his mouth to hers. Without turning her loose, he moved around the table and pulled her out of her seat.

  His cock was already straining at his jeans as he tugged at the zipper on her jeans and let them fall to the floor. He cupped her mons as she worked his T-shirt over his head, knocking his hat off in the process. Her shirt soon followed his on the floor.

  He stood back, holding her away, as he skimmed his gaze down her naked body. “Girl, you are so beautiful.”

  His words, so tenderly spoken, had her breath catching in her throat. She’d never had any man look at her with such admiration and adoration. Instead of searching for the words she knew she’d never find, she undid his buckle and belt. Her hands fumbled at getting his jeans undone, so he helped her. He toed off his boots and kicked his jeans free.

  His cock sprang outward, pointing at her. The curve on the end teased her, promising to hit her sweet spot as soon as it entered her pussy.

  Pressing his mouth to hers again, he took her breath away again but in a different way. Her breasts pushed against him as he slid his hands to her rump. She wrapped her hands around him, needing to get him impossibly closer. He was hard, a mountain of a man, who made her feel small, yet more powerful than she ever had.

  With a groan that flowed into her mouth, he sat down on the seat and lifted her to his lap. His cock moved into her in one swift slide, driving upward to the end of her. She let out a small cry and dug her fingernails into his shoulders as he thrust his hips upward, driving into her again.

  His mout
h found her nipple and pulled it in, whipping his tongue over it. She moaned, a sound filled with satisfaction, as he tunneled his fingers through her tangle of hair.

  “You’re so tight. So sweet.” He kissed her again, more urgent this time, and swept his tongue around her mouth.

  She sucked his tongue inside in imitation of his cock inside her pussy. Tasting his juices, she closed her eyes and let him direct her movements with his hands, his tongue, and his cock.

  Again and again he brought his cock up and into her pussy. Her juices flowed down the insides of her legs as the heat flamed inside her. Her body came alive with every nerve ending at heightened sensitivity. She felt him, tasted him, smelled him, and knew she’d never forget anything about him for as long as she lived.

  He took one of her hands and led it between her legs. “Open your eyes and rub yourself, Sienna. I want to feel your hand as I fuck you.”

  She did, massaging her already swollen clit. The pleasure grew stronger, edging toward the brink of pain, but it was a painful ecstasy she wanted.

  Collin drove into her again, catching first one nipple in his mouth, then the other as his thrusts had her bouncing. She cried out as her climax grew closer and felt his cock push against the walls of her pussy.

  He’s so big. So thick. So right.

  Her hair danced around her shoulders as he slipped his arms behind her to take her butt cheeks. Kneading them, he bit along her collar bone, nipping at her as he mumbled words she couldn’t hear, but somehow understood.

  Vaguely, she heard the sound of the door opening, warning her that someone else was there, but that part of her mind no longer had any control over her actions.

  “Damn, I knew I should’ve taken the first watch.”

  Chapter Five

  West had always counted himself a lucky man, and today had to be the luckiest day of his life. He stepped into the trailer, pulling the door closed behind him before anyone who might walk by could see inside.

  Sienna, her face a nice pink as the blush of desire filled her, glanced back. Her eyes were half-lidded and clouded, making her the sexiest woman he’d ever seen. Her body, although not viewed as perfect by society, was perfect for him. She had all the curves in the right places and then some.

  Collin, the expression on his face telling of his attempt to hold back his climax, shot him a look, but didn’t speak. Taking his cue from his friend’s silence, he started shucking his clothes.

  The three of them had always talked about taking one woman to share, but he hadn’t expected Collin to make a move on Sienna so fast. They hadn’t had time to discuss her yet. It was obvious Collin had already decided that she was the one for them.

  He moved behind them and pushed her hair away from one shoulder, then kissed her soft skin. “Sienna, you’re so beautiful.”

  Collin thrust into her again. “I already told her that.”

  “Tell me again.”

  They did as she asked, both telling her how sexy and alluring she was.

  West held her, supporting her as Collin’s need for her overpowered him. Collin’s eyes were closed as West found her breasts and fondled her. When Collin tensed up, West was ready.

  Collin groaned out his release as he tried to push her away and bring his cock out of her. West lifted her from him and turned her around. Like the perfect fit, she wrapped her legs around him and welcomed his cock into her pussy.

  He laid her down on the table as Collin moved away. Taking her breasts in his hands, he thrust into her. She gripped the sides of the table as the force of his movements drove her toward the other end.

  She was indeed beautiful. If he could’ve found a better word to describe her, he would’ve used it. But she was beyond mere words. He’d ached for her from the first moment he’d seen her and it had taken everything in him to keep from pulling over to the side of the road and taking her.

  He’d convinced himself that he had to be putting his desires onto her when she’d awaken and he’d seen the look in her eyes. The dream had turned her on and the desire he’d seen then was in her eyes now as he pummeled into her pussy.

  Her ample stomach jiggled as his crotch bumped into her, his cock driving in as far as he could go. She was womanly with the body to prove it. He just hoped that he was man enough for her.

  The sounds she made as he slammed into her made him even hotter. He leaned over her and sniffed, taking in her natural fragrance that no perfume could ever match. Sucking a nipple into his mouth, he slid his hand underneath her and pushed a finger into her butt hole.

  When he lifted his head to see her expression, he knew she loved the feeling of being filled from both sides. “Sienna, tell me you want us. Not just me and Collin, but Joe, too.”

  Confusion colored her expression, but it was soon gone as the need he saw there took over. “Tell me, baby. I have to know. Do you want Joe, too?”

  “Y–Yes. I want all of you.”

  His heart swelled. “Good. Then that’s how it’ll be the next time.”

  He was assuming a lot, jumping at a conclusion he didn’t know was certain, but he had to believe Joe wanted her as much as he and Collin did. He’d explain everything to her, but for now, his thoughts were jumbled by his throbbing cock. She was so tight, causing his cock to stretch her insides.

  An almost animal-like sound erupted from him and he plunged one last time into her pussy as hard and as fast as he could. Her mouth opened in a silent cry and his climax rushed over him. To his delight, her body tensed and then shuddered as her release met his. Together, they held each other tightly as he laid his body on top of hers and let his seed go.

  Tremors echoed throughout his body as he rested his head on her chest. She breathed heavily, whether from the exertion of what they’d done or from his weight, he didn’t know. But the movement was sensuous and he hated to break away from her.

  Collin, however, wasn’t going to let him stay where he was.

  “Get off her, man. Let her breathe.”

  West pushed away, grumbling as he did so, then fell to the seat next to her. She stayed on top of the table, a delectable sight for any hungry man.

  Collin, having already gotten dressed, slid a towel over her body. West’s mouth watered as Collin rubbed her clean, pausing longer over her breasts then wiping her cum away from between her legs. She remained still, her hair splayed over the table, her mouth parted just wide enough to stir his cock again, and let Collin clean her. West stumbled toward the back of the trailer before he decided to take her again and to get a towel of his own. When he returned, she was getting dressed. Although he knew it was for the best, he still couldn’t help feeling disappointed.

  She avoided his eyes, making his heart clench. Did she regret what they’d done? If so, he’d have to make her understand, make her realize that what they’d shared was the ultimate expression of love.

  “I was just telling Sienna that there’s nothing wrong with what we did.” Collin lifted his eyebrows, imploring West’s help as they got dressed. “And nothing wrong with the three of us doing this.”

  West slid in beside her after she took a seat on the couch. “He’s right. I know this is fast, but I hope you won’t let that stop you. We all want you, Sienna. Collin, Joe, and me.”

  She’d kept her head bowed, but at the mention of Joe’s name, she met his gaze. “How do you know? Joe didn’t act like he was very fond of me.”

  He took her hand in his. “That’s just the way Joe is. Trust me. He wants this as much as Collin and I do.”

  “Don’t think we’re trying to push you, baby. We know you need time.”

  West hated what Collin had said. He wanted her to agree to be theirs right then and there, but he realized it was the right thing to do. She’d had so much happen to her in the past few days, he couldn’t give her anything else to worry about. “You can take all the time you need.”

  “I’m sorry we added this to everything else you’re dealing with.” Collin paused, obviously thinking the same t
hing he was when he added, “Not what we did, but how soon we did it. Thing is, we just couldn’t resist you any longer.”

  Is she smiling? Not a big one, but a definite smile? I hope so.

  He took her chin to make her look at him. “But know this. Whenever you want us, we’ll be there.” He winked, hoping his grin would relieve some of the tension he saw in her. “Even Joe.”

  She smiled, then leaned her head on his shoulder. “I do need time. All of this? All of you? It’s too much to take in right now.”

  “And that’s okay.” Collin stood and put his hat on his head. “How about we stop being serious and take in a show?”

  “What do you mean?”

  West had a good idea what his friend meant, but he’d let Collin offer it to her.

  “Let’s go see Joe get knocked on his butt.”

  * * * *

  “Are you sure it’s okay for me to be seen?”

  Sienna glanced around her without trying to appear that she was nervous. Hadn’t they wanted her to keep a low profile?

  Thankfully, one of Gabriel’s other men had checked on Shelby and Melissa and had found them safe and sound. The fact that her daughter was safe had eased her anxiety, and she felt like she could relax for a while.

  Collin pulled the hat down lower on her forehead. “Yeah, it’s fine. Strangers don’t stand out too much at these rodeos. Lots of people show up from all over the state.”

  Although they’d done a good job getting most of her hair into the hat—after all, Collin’s hat was too big for her—there were still strands slipping out and curling around her neck and cheeks. They’d traded her form-fitting T-shirt for one of the men’s shirts they’d found in the first tiny closet of the trailer, and even with her size, it was still too large and floated around her body. It wasn’t much of a disguise, but it was better than nothing.