Rocky Mountain Freedom (24 page)

“You didn’t deal any cards,” she complained, but she already had her top off, wiggling her way out of the soft cotton pants she favoured over jeans. Nothing left but small triangles of fabric over her breasts and a scrap over her mound.

Not that Cassidy could see straight. “Fuck, Travis, I’m begging you. No more.”

“Plenty more,” Travis promised, but he stepped away and Cassidy snatched in air, bending slightly to get his balance.

Travis ran a hand over his ass, and more shivers arrived. It was insane and oh-so-good, and Cassidy was ready for anything, especially as a naked Ashley pressed herself up against him and raised her happy face for a quick kiss.

“What say we get Travis naked now?” she suggested.

“Hell of a good idea.”

They turned as one in time to see Travis toeing off his boots and kicking them across the floor. “Do your worst, but once we’re naked? I’m in charge.”

“Bossy bastard.” Laughter snuck out at the sheer pleasure rolling through Cassidy’s veins. “Come on, Ashley, let’s see if he can take it as well as he dishes it out.”

Chapter Seventeen

The game tonight might be enough to put him into an early grave, but what a way to go. Travis stepped into the open and waited for the naked people in the room to come torment him.

Only they started right where they were. Cassidy cradled the back of Ashley’s head and held her close for another moment as they kissed. Tantalizing flashes of tongue raised Travis’s anticipation as Ashley rubbed against Cassidy, her eager hands skimming down his back before caressing the firm muscles of his ass.

Cassidy repaid the favour and cupped her breast, rotating them sideways to give Travis a clear view of everything he did. His thumb and forefingers closed over the tip, and he rolled them lightly. Ashley let out a gasp, arching hard.

Travis hated to interrupt, but fuck… “You want to undress me, or should I go ahead and start without you?”

Two heads twisted his way, sunshine in their hair and dark passion in their eyes. “Someone’s feeling needy,” Cassidy commented.

“You take the left, and I’ll take the right.”

Maybe he’d felt like an ass for complaining a moment before, but it was worth it to be surrounded on either side and have two sets of hands on him. All Travis wore up top was a T-shirt, and it was already coming off, Cassidy using his higher reach to pull the fabric free and toss it aside.

Hot air was the only warning a split second before two sets of lips pressed to his skin. Travis shuddered as Ashley used her tongue along his chest muscle, rising up to twirl around his nipple.

Cassidy seemed enthralled. He drifted his fingers over Travis’s shoulder, pausing to kiss and bite lightly as he worked his way around to Travis’s back.

“That’s not getting my pants off,” Travis pointed out.

Teeth grazed his shoulder as Cassidy took a nip. “As if you’re pissed. Keep that bullshit up, and I’ll give you an instant replay of what you pulled on me.”

Oh, someone was feeling bossy? Maybe the response was irrational, but Travis whipped around and caught Cassidy, fingers tight in the hair at the back of his head.

Everything stilled.

Then Cassidy’s nostrils flared, and he had Travis’s pants unzipped in no time. “Said you were a bossy bastard. Looks like I was right.”

“You ain’t seen nothing yet,” Travis promised. “Take off my fucking pants, now.”

He might have made it an order, but they obeyed willingly enough, only he hadn’t expected them to kneel in front of him. For a moment he thought he might pass out as all the blood rushed from his head and straight into his cock. “Jesus, you’re killing me.”

Ashley grinned upward momentarily before working with Cassidy to haul jeans and underwear down all at one go. Travis’s cock snapped upright so quickly he looked like some kind of early warning system.

“Hey, Cassidy.” Ashley leaned forward. “I’ve got an idea. Give me another kiss.”

Travis held his breath as they leaned against him and made contact again, flashes of tongues more pronounced this time. Hard, hot chest pressed to one leg, soft curvy breast crushed to the other.

And in the middle? Ashley guided their mouths closer and closer to Travis’s groin until those tongues were not just teasing each other but darting around his aching cock. Ashley licked with full-out enthusiasm. Cassidy more hesitantly at first, but with growing fervour.

If he closed his eyes and soaked in the sensations, Travis might last thirty seconds.

Watching?

Oh, God, if he kept watching he had ten seconds left, tops. But he couldn’t pull his gaze away. Especially once they took turns covering him before pulling back, each time going a little farther, a little deeper as his shaft grew wet enough to slide smoothly between their eager lips. Soft and pouting, then harder and yet just as eager, Cassidy proving he could destroy Travis’s mind as thoroughly as Ashley.

“That’s it, Cassidy,” Ashley encouraged him. “Suck harder as you pull back. Yeah, that looks awesome. Again. Use your hand, and go slower. Give him time to get really anxious.”

While Cassidy continued to work Travis’s cock, she caught his balls in her fingers—what was there as they’d pulled up so tight and hard, Travis was on the verge of exploding. She leaned in, sticking out her tongue to stroke the underside of his cock and over one ball.

Then damn it all if she didn’t pause and turn her head slightly toward him. “Oops, you said you wanted to be in charge, didn’t you?”

Her big blue eyes stared up so innocently that if he hadn’t been one second away from orgasm he would have laughed.

Instead all he could do was grind out a warning. “I’m coming.”

“You ready to taste him, Cassidy?” she asked.

Cassidy nodded, which was good because the next moment with his lips squeezed tight, he’d sucked Travis’s brains out the end of his dick. Semen exploded into Cassidy’s hot mouth. Travis’s body jerked as extreme pleasure tingled up his spine. Ashley teased the base of his cock with a smooth massage that seemed to double the sensation and his release rushed from him.

Cassidy pulled back and fisted Travis, licking his lips as he jerked the final spurts free, seed flying out to land on his chest.

Travis placed a hand on Cassidy’s shoulder to stop from ending up in a puddle on the floor. “Holy
fuck
.”

Ashley wrapped her arms around him while Cassidy rose to his feet and grinned.

“Give me a second, and I’m pretty sure I’ll find my brains.” Travis considered diving for the bench even if the wood would be cold on his bare ass. He was hot enough at the moment to put up with sitting in a snow bank. Only Cassidy stepped forward and leaned in, offering a supportive, if sticky, body to lean against.

They were all grinning like fools.

First, a moment of chastisement. Travis lifted Ashley’s chin toward him. “That’s not what I had in mind,” he scolded.

She shrugged. “Seemed a good idea at the time.”

He laughed and took her lips, kissing her and running his fingers over her back as he caught Cassidy and kept him tight to his side.

Hedonistic pleasure, maybe, but damn if it wasn’t good. And damn if he didn’t feel better in spite of the fact it was the three of them fooling around. Ashley’s expression said all too clearly how much she cared about him. Cassidy’s as well.

Later he’d take that information and revel in it. Right now, the two of them needed their worlds rocked as well.

He pulled back from his connection with Ashley and turned to Cassidy, catching him by surprise. With the other man’s mouth already open, their breaths instantly mingled and tongues connected. Travis groaned in pleasure and planned his next move.

Doing a fist pump in the middle of the room seemed a touch too blatant, but inside Ashley was celebrating all the same. It was so deliciously decadent to see Travis and Cassidy opening up to each other. She had planned to do everything necessary to keep pushing them—well, they didn’t seem to need any further encouragement. She drifted away to enjoy the sight of two strong, powerful men, naked and wrapped around each other. Cassidy’s cock stood upright, Travis even after his orgasm had a semi—the man never seemed to lose it completely.

Ashley stepped back into her sandals, silently enjoying the show. Travis threaded his fingers into Cassidy’s hair and tilted his head, examining his face intently.

“We’re not done,” he whispered, and that’s all she heard before he lowered his voice further.

Cassidy’s gaze flicked over Travis’s shoulder and landed directly on her.

Uh-oh. This didn’t bode well for her plan of hightailing it from the room to allow the guys some alone time. Not that she was opposed to having some fun herself, but this was supposed to be about them, not her.

Now both of them were staring intently. Cassidy dropped his gaze slowly over her naked body, and hummed happily. “We get to make her squirm? Because I could go for that.”

“Squirm, and a bit more.” Travis paused. “And then, your turn.”

“Let’s do it.”

Oh shit.
Ashley backed off a couple more feet, wondering if she had a chance of getting to the door, but it was too late.

Travis glanced up from examining her footwear, and his brow rose. “You going somewhere?”

She didn’t answer, just took off like a shot for the door even though she figured it was useless. He caught her around the waist, and she was airborne, hot male flesh holding her firmly as he carried her. Travis plunked her on top of the table and leaned over her with both arms, his grin wide as he pressed their foreheads together. “I don’t feel like streaking through the yard, thank you. You started the game here, we’ll finish it here.”

She pouted. “But this table is so hard.”

Cassidy laughed and grabbed a cushion from the window seat. “Your throne, milady.”

He laid the thick padding on the sturdy table, and she wiggled on top, pulling him over her and linking her hands behind his neck. “Kiss me.”

“You are a bossy little thing tonight.” Cassidy nuzzled her neck. “Between you and Travis, I’m feeling outnumbered.”

His hips nestled between her legs, and for a moment she was tempted to wrap her legs around him and indulge in a good old-fashioned fucking.

Then that other bossy guy in the room interfered. “Shove over, Butch, I need access to some soft, womanly tits.”

Cassidy rolled to the side, grimacing briefly. “I thought you’d forgotten that stupid nickname.”

Butch?
Oh…
Ashley giggled. “Does that make Travis the Sundance Kid? Because, you know, that’s just not right.”

Travis settled at her side, leaning on an elbow as he slid his fingers over her breast. “You can be the kid. Now, shut up and take your punishment.”

Two hands stroked her. Two lips caressed. Teased. Tasted.

This was the penance she had to pay? Willingly. She could handle it.

They were at her breasts, one on each side, warm tongues rasping in unsynchronized tugs and nips. She could handle the kisses they gave her in turn, tongues driving into her mouth and possessing her. Cassidy’s smooth jaw, the rougher rasp of shadow on Travis’s chin—both leaving behind sensitized skin that ached for more.

It was their touch that destroyed her. All the while their mouths took her to heaven, the gentlest of touches floated over her belly. Between her legs. Strong fingers stroked her sex before slipping into her pussy. Thrusting in deep, rubbing all the spots that made stars float in front of her eyes.

One finger, another. Pressure on her clit. Thick digits that pinned her in place then stretched her wide, and she gasped for control. Fought to hang on and not simply give in to the pleasure.

She had to see—had to know.

She struggled up on her elbows and stared down her body. Like feasting at some erotic food bar, their mouths returned to nip and nibble. Two hands rested between her legs, and both of them had a finger inside her at the same time.

Ashley moaned, her mouth captured by Cassidy’s kiss as Travis eased back only far enough to make room for him.

Two men kissing her, kissing each other, tongues tangling then retreating. Combined with their fingers fucking her so forcibly she couldn’t fight it anymore, Ashley closed her eyes and let her orgasm take her.

A minute later? Maybe two—she’d lost all track of time—Cassidy nuzzled her cheek softly, slowing his touch. “Fucking amazing.”

Another kiss, this time Travis, his lips next to her ear. “You okay, baby?”

She made herself nod. “Uh-huh.”

Even though she felt like a bowl of jelly, getting her jollies wasn’t the end of the evening. She twisted toward Travis. “You’re being an ass and leaving Cassidy hanging.”

Travis laughed. “He hasn’t been hanging since the minute you started working on that damn ice cream cone, woman.”

“So?” she demanded. He wasn’t stupid. He knew what she was asking.

“We’re taking care of you first, that’s all,” Cassidy insisted.

“God, the two of you are impossible.” She wiggled out from under them far enough to sit up, looking around to find the deck of cards. Seated naked, she ignored their grins as she shuffled a couple of times then slammed a card on the table in front of each of them. She flipped hers over to show an ace, then grinned at Travis. “Get Cassidy off. Now.”