Menage A Cowboy Complete Series (3 page)

Chapter 4

Scott

Fuck, there she is.

Would you just look at that sexy, sweet ass?
I thought as she bent down to tend to the mare.

I tried to get over to the barn early today, hoping to be in and out of here before either she or Danny showed up, so I could avoid seeing her again, but it looked like she beat me here.

I watched her as she cooed to Silver, the mare she'd helped to give birth yesterday, as she examined the foal nursing on her.

My eyes followed every dip and curve of her body as she examined the pair.

Damn, she was sexy as sin.

I'd had my eye on her when she showed up with Doctor Danny yesterday. I'd heard he had a daughter in college, he talked about her every chance he had, I just never imagined she'd be so sexy.

Even her innocence yesterday before she jumped in and slid her arm up inside Silver was sexy. Those big, panicked eyes looking up at me when she realized that her smaller hands were needed to help the foal was almost comically funny, but what turned her from cute to sexy as hell, besides how she looked, was that she was willing to jump in there and try.

She never whined about her hair, or her manicure, a single time. Once she knew what had to be done, she stepped up and did it.

Now on a ranch, that was sexy.

Pair that with her pouty pink lips, her full, round breasts, and a set of hips that was just made for squeezing, and it had taken all I had yesterday not to flirt with her.

But it wouldn't have been professional of me to hit on Danny's daughter, so I held back. Professional courtesy, you know?

As one of the two owners of this ranch, fucking the vet's daughter would probably complicate things afterward. And Danny was way too good of a vet to us to have to lose him because he was pissed off about his daughter's purity or innocence or something. So even though it killed me to direct her into the main house for a shower when what I wanted was to personally show her to it, and help her rinse herself clean, I didn't.

My brother on the other hand...

Fucking Adam. I swear that man had all the luck when it came to women. Even strangers fall to his feet in the hallway after a shower.

Adam never stopped to think about who she was, or what she was doing there, he just took what he wanted, when he wanted it.

Granted, Adam was also quite fond of sharing, and the two of us had been known to play that old twin game of switching girlfriends so we could each sample the other's girl without them knowing about it. Sometimes the girls did know about it, and having both brothers seemed to fulfill a very naughty fantasy in a few women on occasion, but damn it, this time Adam had gone too far.

Accosting the daughter of our best vet was over the line.

Although, she didn't look like she'd had any issues with being accosted when we came upon them in the hallway yesterday. Nope, she looked like she was enjoying herself very much, actually.

As pissed as I'd gotten at my brother, I actually had to admit that I was only a little peeved about the whole daughter of the vet aspect. No, if I was honest with myself, I'd have to admit that most of the irritation I'd aimed at my brother once Danny and Grace had left was jealousy.

I was jealous as hell that my brother had gotten to be the one to kiss her like that, all warm and willing, fresh out of the shower. I'd resisted making any moves on her, and Adam had gotten to have fun with her instead.

Of course watching her reach and bend right now, in front of me, as she wrapped up her check-up of the pair of horses, wasn't helping matters in the slightest. Hell, my cock was getting hard just thinking about her showering in my shower yesterday, and watching her bend and twist right now in front of me.

Fuck. If I stayed here any longer I'd do something to her sweet ass that I knew I'd regret later, so I started to back out of the stall before she saw me. I could come back here and finish what I needed to do here later. What I needed to do right now was to get away from her before I was tempted to see what her lips tasted like for myself.

I stepped backward, intending to quietly disappear, but my elbow swung a little wide and knocked into a shovel that had been leaning against the wall just outside the stall.

I turned to catch the falling shovel, and right it before it crashed to the ground, and when I turned back I found myself face to face with Grace.

Well, kind of.

I must have startled Grace, because she was facing me, but over the rake she'd managed to grab and point my way when her instincts kicked in and she thought she may have to defend herself.

"Oh, it's just you," she said, as she lowered the rake and stared at me. "Wait, which one are you? There are only two, right? You aren't a third brother sneaking up on me in the barn?"

I was so tempted to throw out the old, corny line, "I'll be whichever one of us you want me to be, if it gets me a kiss."

I swallowed the words instead, and for a second I almost pretended to be a third brother, just to have a little fun with her, but those words died on my lips as well.

I opened my mouth to say something,
anything,
but nothing came out. Getting caught staring at her, imagining all the things I wanted to do to her, had turned me into an idiot.

Gone was the authoritative tone I'd found with her yesterday as I guided her to do what needed to be done with the mare. What was left instead was a guy caught looking at her ass, who'd been too respectful of her and her father to do what I'd really wanted to do with her yesterday, and so I stood there glaring at her instead.

Nice.

She must have taken my silence as anger, because she started to apologize in a fast, rambling stream of words.

"You're upset. I can see that. You must be Scott, then. Look, I owe you an apology. Yesterday I acted unprofessionally. I was just so excited, you know? I never act without thinking, and with your help I was able to just jump right into something, for once. I didn't have to pull up diagrams and waste time trying to figure out what Silver here needed from me. I just got in there and did it. And when I ran into who I thought was you there in that hallway, I wanted to thank you, that's all.

I wanted to thank you for everything you did, and I was riding such a high from helping the horse, well, I hugged you. At least I thought it was you. That was all I'd wanted to do, give you a hug and thank you, for being there and letting me be a part of something so beautiful. Messy, for damn sure, but beautiful, and powerful.

I've always wanted to be a vet, just like dad. But wanting to ideally, and actually having my arm inside a horse, getting it crushed painfully with every contraction, it showed me what it's really like. You helped me move from general knowledge to actual experience, and it was fucking amazing! Sorry. I shouldn't say fucking. Look, there I go fucking up again. Shit, sorry."

She stopped talking for a second, obviously as embarrassed, awkward and uncomfortable as I was, and I couldn't help but to grin at her.

"And now you're laughing at me. Perfect."

This time I didn't still the words that tried to roll off my tongue. Nope, this time I said exactly what I was thinking after her little speech.

"You thought Adam was me? In the hallway?"

"Well, yeah. Of course. I had no idea there were two ranch hands here like you. I was amazed at just the one of you, honestly."

I grinned wider as she realized what she said and spots of color deepened the pink in her cheeks. I knew I should probably correct her first off, and tell her that neither Adam nor myself were ranch hands, since together we owned the place, but my attention was pulled more to her other comment. She said she was amazed that there was just one of us, and never expected Adam.

So, that meant that she thought she was kissing me. I got some of my teasing nature back, and added, "So, you thought you were kissing me?"

I saw her eyes widen and her chest catch as she realized what she just gave away. She licked her lips, then she bit the bottom one as she held my gaze. I could almost hear her 'I don't dive in' nature drumming through her head, but with a small, shy, sly grin, she did finally admit it.

"Yes. I thought I was kissing you."

Her admission hardened my cock and made my jaws clench with need. But as forward as my brother was, I wanted to tease her, to play with her.

"When you thought you were kissing me, did you like it?"

She swallowed, hard. Her eyes closed for a second, but she opened them again and admitted it.

"Yes."

"Say it all, let me hear it all."

"Yes, I liked kissing you. Actually, I..."

Her bravery faltered and her face glowed again with the pink shine of embarrassment.

"You what? What were you going to say?"

"I imagined kissing you, in the shower. Before I ran into you, or who I thought was you, in the hallway."

"Is kissing me all you imagined in the shower?"

I was obviously pushing my luck, because she refused to answer this time.

"Am I making you uncomfortable?"

"A little. This isn't... We shouldn't be..."

"We shouldn't be flirting in the horse's stall?"

"Any of it. It's highly unprofessional. I should never have kissed you, well your brother. And no, we should definitely not be flirting. It's not right."

"Do you always do what's right, Grace?"

"Yes."

Her answer was swift. Then I could see her replay the events of yesterday in her mind, and amend her response.

"Usually, yes."

"What felt better, Grace? Doing what's right? Or kissing my brother in the hallway wearing nothing but a towel?"

"I thought it was you."

"I know. Answer the question, please."

"The kissing."

I smiled at her and pushed, "What would feel better now? Doing what's right? Or kissing me here, now?"

I saw a flash of the spunk I'd seen yesterday as her first reaction was to blurt out, "I guess it depends. Do you kiss as well as your brother does?"

My cock hardened to rock-like thickness, and my heart pounded as I looked down on her and said, "I guess there is only one way to find out."

Thankfully Silver and her foal paid us no mind as I stepped closer to Grace and took her in my arms.

Chapter 5

Grace

When Scott pulled me close and kissed me, I knew there was no way in hell that he couldn't feel my heart pounding nervously against my chest.

When he wrapped his arms around me and pressed his lips to mine, I thought for a minute that surely I must be dreaming.

On what planet do two hot, sexy cowboys both come after me in the same week? Let alone a day apart, and twin brothers, to boot?

The whole time I'd drooled over him yesterday in the stables, imagining what lie under his tight Wranglers, never in a million years did I really think we would be right here, right now, doing things I'd just been doing with his twin less than twenty four hours ago.

And loving every second of it!

His kiss deepened quickly and before I knew it he had boosted me up and my legs wrapped themselves around his waist. He carried me out of this stall and into the empty stall next door.

Somehow he closed the stall door, leaving us completely alone as he pressed my back against the door and slid his tongue so expertly into my mouth.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him tight against me and kissing him back for all I was worth. I heard myself moan out loud and tried to hide it.

"There's no one else here, no need to be quiet. The horses make plenty of noise."

I nodded my head in understanding, but tried to hold in the sounds of my pleasure anyway. It just seemed like the polite thing to do in a stall that we could be discovered in at any moment.

I tried not to compare his kiss to his brother's but I couldn't help myself.

Adam's kiss had surprised me, and knowing now that he had no freaking clue who I was when he'd kissed me, I realized that his kiss had been warm and generous, but not as aggressive as I would have expected if I'd been telling a story about a stranger who'd kissed me out of nowhere.

Amazing? Yes. But you'd figure that someone who kisses a stranger in a towel in a hallway would kiss more...something. Adam had kissed me more as a generous lover would. Someone who already knew what I liked, and enjoyed giving me pleasure.

I just knew that a kiss as surprising, and amazing, and as
so fucking good
as Adam's kiss had been, it didn't have Scott's heated passion.

Adam held me tight, and kissed me senseless, his hand drifting down to cup my ass and pull me tighter to his erection, but Scott?

Scott had me wrapped around him, my back pressed hard against the stall door, his fist finding and gripping my hair, and tugging on it so that he could aim his mouth better toward my throat.

Scott kissed and bit his way down my exposed neck, holding me up and against the closed door with one hand, as his other hand yanked my shirt up and over my breasts.

I knew one kiss wasn't enough to judge by, but it seemed that Adam was rash in behavior but sensuous in his kiss, whereas Scott was controlled and teasing in his behavior, but passionate and demanding in his kiss.

For just one quick, naughty moment, I imagined what it would be like to be between both brothers at the same time.

And then Scott tugged my bra up under my arm pits and found my naked breasts with one hand, and I no longer found myself capable of any rational thought, let alone any comparisons.

Scott dragged his teeth down my neck, sucking some and biting as well, as he aimed for my breast.

When his hot, warm mouth found my nipple and flicked it with the tip of his tongue before sucking it deeply into his mouth, I found myself being a little less quiet.

I couldn't help it. I moaned over the top of his head as I tugged on his hair, arching my back harder so I could press my breast more firmly against his mouth. I squeezed my thighs around him, trying to pull his cock closer to my hungry pussy and grind against him, even though we were both fully dressed.

My arms were trapped up around his neck as he pressed me against the stall door, but that didn't keep me from grabbing everything I could of the shirt covering his back and tugging it up.

I wanted, no I
needed
, to feel his back under my palms. I wanted to feel his muscles moving as he strained, holding and squeezing me, and I needed to feel the warm skin of his back under my finger nails as I clawed them over every inch of his tanned, solid back.

One hand yanked on his shirt, fisting the fabric in it as I pulled, while the other gripped the hair on the back of his head and pulled there, too.

I aimed his head just right, pulling his mouth from my breast for a minute, but allowing me to sink my teeth into the smooth, thick muscle of his neck and shoulder.

Damn it, who knew biting someone would feel so good?

"Oh fuck, Grace," he whispered the words in my ear as I kissed his neck.

Hearing him utter the word fuck, linked with my name, was almost more than I could stand. I'd never acted like this before, especially with someone I'd known less than twenty-four hours, but every ounce of willpower I had went out the window with the quietly uttered words, "Oh fuck, Grace."

I'd had sex before, mostly with my college boyfriend Jake, but that was all fumbling in the dark, and drunken tumbles over too quickly. Never before had I experienced anything remotely resembling the 'I need you now, no matter the consequences' passion that made me willing to let a virtual stranger take me hard against the wall of a horse stable.

And I would, too. As he continued to talk dirty in my ear as I nibbled his neck, I knew that if I'd been wearing a dress that was easily raised, my panties would already have been yanked aside and I'd already know exactly what Scott's cock would feel like buried deep inside me, as he pounded me against the wall.

Hell, if he'd just let me down for a second, I'd have my jeans down around my ankles in a heartbeat, and I'd let him fuck me from behind, just so I wouldn't have to wait the extra second it would take to remove my jeans completely. That's how badly I wanted this cowboy. That's how far he'd already driven me out of my comfort zone.

"You're so passionate, Grace. I never expected that. You're like the quiet librarian who pulls off her glasses and unleashes a tiger. God, I want to make you come. I want to hear you. I want to watch your face as your passion takes over and your pussy milks my cock as I fill you full."

"I'm not normally like this," I whisper in his ear as my mouth seeks his out again for another kiss.

"Say that again, Grace. Tell me that you're not normally like this, so I can take credit. I love imagining you turning from a pussy cat into a wildcat, just for me. Lie to me, Grace."

"It's not a lie. I'm serious. This has never happened to me before."

"You mean before yesterday, with my brother?"

"No! Well, yes. But I meant..."

The last thing I wanted was for him to think I was kissing him but thinking about his brother. Although
now
, now I
was
also thinking about his brother, but it was his fault.

"Do you wish my brother was here, instead of me?"

He asked me that, and then dipped his head again, pulling my nipple into his mouth and sucking gently.

"No! I..."

He let go of my nipple and asked, "Do you wish my brother was here...with me?"

"Oh, God!"

The words escaped my lips before I could control them. He'd taken my other nipple between his lips and bit down gently, as his quiet question rolled around in my head.

Honestly, until he'd mentioned it, I hadn't been thinking about his brother at all, but now that he brought it up, the two of them here together, say...with one mouth on each of my nipples, was a thought so erotic, so forbidden, so very
wrong
, that just thinking about it, as he bit and sucked one nipple, while kneading my other breast with his hand, made me almost come against him in my jeans.

"You can admit it, Grace. I won't get mad. I'm just getting to know you a bit. Finding out your fantasies, so I can help fulfill your desires. I want to see more of you, Grace. A lot more. And I know Adam would, too. Would you be OK with that?"

I was trying to think, really I was, but he started to rub his hardness against me. Even through his jeans and mine, the friction was unbelievable.

For a second I thought I might actually be able to come like that, just by dry humping this hot cowboy against the stall.

Wait, did he ask me something?

"Would you be willing to date both of us, Grace?"

I finally dragged a panted word out of my throat with a groan as he worked his hard cock against the seam of my jeans.

"Both?"

"Yes, both."

"Together? Or separate? Spell it out for me, Scott. I'm not exactly thinking logically right now. Maybe you should stop..."

"Oh no, not unless you really want me to. You're close, aren't you? Just the idea of the two of us, Adam and I both, pleasuring you between us, is enough to drive you up a wall, isn't it?"

I admit it, I started giggling. Between his choice of words, as he was literally driving his cock against me, up a wall, as we had the most surreal conversation in my entire life, while he sucked on and squeezed my tits, was too much.

A deep, throaty giggle started to bubble up.

"Let go, Grace. Let me make you come like this, and then, after that, I want to taste you. I want to yank these jeans off of you and lay you down in the hay and bury my face in your cum. And then, I want to lick you until you cum again. How's that sound? We can talk more about my brother later."

"I...Oh, holy hell..."

"That's it, just like that. Come for me, Grace."

He started rocking harder against me, rubbing his hardness under his jeans against the now damp seam of my jeans, and the friction was exquisite. He was right, I was going to come.

I fisted his hair harder as the waves started to build. He had me so close that my body started to vibrate. I also started to hear music.

"Ignore it Grace, they'll call back."

What the hell was he talking about? I felt him pull one nipple deep into his mouth, and he started to suck on it with the same rhythm he was using to rock his pelvis against mine, and somehow my ass was still vibrating, and oh yes!

"Yes! Oh, fuck yes! Just like that. I'm going to...Fuuuccckkk!"

The waves crashed over me, rolling through me. I still rocked my hips against him, milking every last wave of my orgasm, and as I panted in his ear I finally realized what the vibrating music was.

My phone had been ringing in my pocket. That's why he'd said 'they'll call back.'

I pulled my phone out of my pocket and looked at it.

I'd missed three calls, all from my dad. No wonder I'd felt vibrations and heard music.

"Shit," I said. "It's my dad. I'm supposed to be helping him with a cow surgery, and instead I'm in a horse stall, dry humping a ranch hand.
Not professional
."

As I finished speaking the words, I threw my head back against the stall door and started laughing a crazy, what-the-fuck-just-happened laugh as I felt him release my legs and stand me back up on my feet.

Surely he thought I was insane by now.

But as I caught my breath and looked at him, expecting him to have one foot out the door at my wild laughter, he just grinned a proud, shit-eating grin at me and said, "Holy fuck, Grace. I think that was the sexiest thing I've ever seen."

"I...what about you? Don't you want to...?"

"Oh hell yes, I definitely want to, but I can wait."

"What? No! That's not fair to you."

"I can wait, Grace. You need to get to your dad, and I can wait. Under one condition."

"What condition is that?"

"That I do get to see you again. I hope I haven't scared you off with everything I said."

"That was just sexy talk, right?"

"It doesn't have to be. What did we say yesterday? Sometimes you just have to jump in with both brothers, Grace, and see how it goes."

"I think the saying is 'jump in with both feet,' actually."

My phone started ringing again, and I knew I was going to catch some hell if I didn't answer, and say I'd been busy with an animal or something, and would be right there, but Scott spoke up before I accepted the call.

"Can I see you again?"

Against my better judgement, I nodded yes. He opened the stall door wide, and I headed out, swiping my phone's screen to answer it.

He tossed out the words, "Keep an open mind, Grace. I'll see you later."

Dad was already talking in my ear, so all I could do was nod.

I watched Scott grin wide at me as I answered dad instead of him, "I'm so sorry. One of the stallions got a bit wild and tried to get near the mares. I think one is coming into heat. I had my hands full here, but we're done, for now. I'm on my way, dad. Give me twenty minutes, tops."

I couldn't help but to return Scott's guilty grin as I hung up the phone, and then turned to jog toward the truck wondering what in the hell I'd gotten myself into.