Rocky Mountain Freedom (32 page)

Travis joined them, taking her lips for a moment as he ran a hand along Cassidy’s naked back, ending with his fingers tangled in Cassidy’s thick hair.

A slight tug on Cassidy, and he abandoned Ashley’s breast reluctantly, his lips popping free as a throaty moan escaped her. Travis tilted Cassidy’s head, and he took his lips, using his body to roll the other man to his back against the mattress.

Ashley joined in eagerly, her smaller hands slipping over their bodies, caressing everywhere she could reach. A soft drag over Travis’s ass. A fingertip along Cassidy’s neck and down to circle the flat disk of a nipple as Travis moved lower.

“So good,” Cassidy moaned.

Ashley buried her hands in his hair and pressed their lips together again, covering anything else he might want to say.

But he didn’t really need to speak. Travis could tell how much Cassidy was enjoying the attention. With two sets of hands on his body, he had nowhere to go. Legs trapped by Travis’s body, arms pinned to the mattress. Travis kissed his way down Cassidy’s chest, taking the time to lick his nipples, to caress his tongue along the edges of abdomen muscles gone taut.

Ashley whispered dirty words as Travis continued toward his goal. He settled between Cassidy’s thighs, the thick erection rising before him distracting enough to force him to pause. He tormented Cassidy briefly with a firm grip, running a thumb back and forth over the flushed crown and smearing the precome that had beaded on the slit.

“So many things I want to do to you,” Travis muttered. “Should I swallow your cock and drag you to the point you scream? Suck your balls while Ashley gives you a blowjob? Or maybe this—”

He grasped Cassidy’s legs, bending them up and to the side, exposing his rigid cock, the tight sac below the straining cock. Cassidy’s ass. Travis ran his tongue downward, starting at the tip of Cassidy’s dick. Teasing his way along the hard length, stopping to suck his balls. Then he pushed Cassidy’s legs apart and pressed in farther, wet tongue lapping lower and lower until he could circle the tight hole.

“Oh
fuck
…” Cassidy grabbed the back of his thighs and pulled, fingers gripping the muscle so tightly his knuckles went white. “You… That…”

He threw his head back and lifted his hips as if searching for more of Travis’s touch, his words fading away into a long, low growl of pleasure.

Perfect. Travis teased again and again, stabbing his tongue against sensitive nerves, getting Cassidy wetter and wetter.

Ashley was between Cassidy’s legs as well, her breasts swinging as she wrapped her lips around Cassidy’s cock and sucked. She pulled back, and her cheeks hollowed. Travis pressed in farther and Cassidy shouted, the cry fading into gasps for air. “Travis, Ashley,
please
…”

It was time. “Use the lube, Ash. Help get him ready,” Travis ordered, moving aside to cover himself.

Ashley smiled at Cassidy, pausing to press a kiss to his chest. “Oh, baby. You’re going to like this.”

She trickled a hand down his abdomen before dropping a nice size blob of lube on her fingers. She teased the slippery liquid over his hole. Cassidy’s eyes widened as she stroked him gently, again and again. Each time advancing a little farther—a fingertip, to the knuckle, then buried deep.

Travis couldn’t decide where to look. At her delicate fingers slipping into Cassidy’s ass. At the expressions playing over Cassidy’s face as she squeezed out more lube and added a finger. It was his eyes, though, that mesmerized Travis. He leaned over his friend, over his lovers, until Cassidy met his gaze.

“You’re special. To me. To Ashley. This is what we want—to be with you. Any way,
all
the ways, and we’re gonna do everything we can to rock your world.”

Ashley rolled to the side and cuddled against Cassidy’s side. “No running away, you got that?”

“I’m not going anywhere,” Cassidy swore, his lips curling into a smile.

“Damn right, you aren’t.” Travis reached down to guide his cock, but Ashley was there already, her soft fingers around his length, aiming him forward.

An experience like he’d never had before—having her involved in this moment. His pulse was racing a million miles an hour as he stared into Cassidy’s eyes. Heat met the tip of his cock, and he pressed forward at Ashley’s urging, her hand slipping around his hip as if she were a part of them. As if while he pushed past the tight entrance and Cassidy gasped, Ashley was intimately involved.

Green eyes fixed on his as Travis pressed all the way forward until his balls were tight to Cassidy’s cheeks. “Hell, that feels so fucking good.”

Cassidy licked his lips before nodding. “Do it. Give me more.”

More
was Travis dragging his hips back then sliding in again, the pressure of Cassidy’s ass threatening his control. Sensations roared up to the breaking point even faster as Ashley scratched his skin with her fingernails, the sharp bite of pain like an accelerator for the tingling pleasure gathering at the base of his spine.

He thrust quicker, lifting Cassidy’s hips, adjusting the angle until his friend’s eyes rolled back. Ashley had curled her fist around Cassidy’s dick, jerking him off, and with both of them working him over it didn’t take long. Cassidy came, stomach muscles contracting as he partially curled up, semen spraying over his belly.

Travis let himself go. Let pleasure roll over him and explode. It was more than physical satisfaction he felt as Ashley kissed Cassidy tenderly, slipping her hands over his chest and whispering in his ear. She turned her face upward and smiled at Travis.

Approval, and something else. Something tender and personal.

The climax left his arms shaking, his lungs desperate for air, but inside, there was that warmth and contentment he’d been missing for a hell of a long time. Contentment that drifted from the others as well as Travis ditched the condom then found a spot on the mattress next to Cassidy. Limbs entangled as they continued to stroke each other. Be with each other.

Cassidy let out a long sigh. “Ashley, I’m too well fucked right now to move, but I swear I won’t leave you hanging for long.”

She laughed, the sound breaking across the room carrying brightness and light. “Don’t waste energy on guilt. Watching you guys—jeez, so sexy.”

Travis caught her fingers. “The night isn’t over.”

Ashley leaned up on an elbow. “Damn right, it’s not. I’m so turned on right now, though. I might have to break out a few toys until you two are up to speed again. You don’t mind, do you?”

Travis’s cock leapt at the vision of Ashley fucking herself with a vibrator.

“Dammit, Ash,” Cassidy complained. “I swear I’m getting a hard-on thinking about it.”

“That’s what I like. Men with good recovery time.” She snuck a kiss onto his cheek then escaped Travis’s hands to rise and stand over them, her beautiful eyes taking them in as if they were the feature item at a buffet. She dropped one hand over her chest, one between her legs, a mischievous smile escaping. “No rush. We’re just starting, right?”

It wasn’t only this night they had to look forward to, but a whole lot more. The truth of that rang in Travis’s brain like caroling bells.

This was the beginning.

Chapter Twenty-Three

Ashley accepted a spine-melting kiss from Travis, turned and got swept up by Cassidy’s strong arms for a second breath-stealing, body-tingling farewell.

Both the guys wore wide grins as she crawled into her van and rolled down the window to say her final goodbyes.

“Did you charge your cell phone?” Travis asked.

“Done.”

“I filled the van from the jerry can, but you’ll need to stop and fill it up at least once,” Cassidy reminded her.

Ashley fought back the laughter that wanted to come, pushing away her sadness at having to leave them for a couple weeks. “Yes, dear.”

Cassidy made a face, and Travis leaned in the window for one more brush of his lips over hers. “Drive safe, and call when you get home.”

“Go on. I’ll be fine. You two take care of each other, and I’ll see you in a couple of weeks.”

They were visible in her rear-view mirror for the longest time, two tall, strong figures standing side by side.

She enjoyed the trip back to Rocky Mountain House, the long drive more than enough time to ponder ideas for her projects. She unlocked Travis’s trailer and opened all the windows to let out the musty scent that had built up over their time away.

A quick call connected her with Travis, his deep voice sending a shiver over her. “You made good time.”

Ashley laughed. “Hey, I told you I wasn’t the one who made the trip so long the last time. You were the one constantly stopping for snacks.”

“I’m a growing boy,” Travis teased.

“Greedy thing. Hey, did you call your dad and get his okay for me to use some barn space for my projects?”

“Left a message. I bet he’ll get back to me once he’s out of the fields.”

She eyed her van, itching to get it unpacked and start the next stage. “I’m going down to the wire here, Travis. You think it’s okay to settle in?”

“Of course. Stop by the ranch house if you’re worried, but it’s fine. That old barn below my trailer hasn’t been used for animals in nearly five years.” He lowered his voice a notch, and the sexy turned up to high. “You should have stayed for the last couple weeks, woman. We’re going to miss you.”

“I’m not going to dignify that with a laugh. Yes, you will miss me, but since I’m the one who’s sleeping alone tonight, don’t try to make me feel guilty.”

“Well, true, but we’ll still miss you.”

It was good to hear him joking. “I’m gonna get going, Travis. Give Cassidy a kiss from me, and we’ll talk tomorrow.”

The fridge was empty, the cupboards mostly empty as well. She’d have to stock up in the next few days, but for now the can of beans she found was enough to give her energy to slip out to the small barn by the river and get to work.

Hours later the echoing grumble from her stomach brought her back to reality. She’d moved everything barnlike aside, storing it in one of the stalls so it wouldn’t be in her way. Then she’d arranged canvas and paint, setting up an entire studio. The spotlights she carried in her van weren’t great for painting by, but perfect for organizing and rough work, and as tired as she was, it had been a successful afternoon. The entire place had been transformed.

She turned off the lights and headed into the trailer, ignoring her stomach temporarily and hitting the shower for a good long soak. The spider webs she’d knocked down made that an easy decision.

She was completely wrapped up in her mental to-do list and hot water when a strange thumping sounded.

A loud shout accompanying the banging pulled her from under the water, heart pounding against her ribs as she stepped out of the shower and twisted the door lock in a panic.

My God, there was someone in the trailer.

“Is anyone here? RCMP. I want to ask a couple questions.” A female voice, loud and clear. “Hello?”

Ashley debated the wisdom of ignoring the summons, but her alternatives were limited. Pretending not to be there might end with the bathroom door broken down.

If it wasn’t really the police, she was in more of a predicament, trapping herself in the bathroom. She turned off the water, hurriedly tugged her dirty clothes back on and shouted through the locked door. “I’ll be out in a minute.”

A pause. “I’ll be outside.”

Ashley waited until she heard the door close, then rushed from the bathroom to peer into the yard. The sight of a RCMP cruiser slowed her panic, but only slightly.

Great. There were
police
in the yard.

She took a moment to exchange her wet things for dry, wrapping a towel around her head and approaching the front door with trepidation. “Hello?”

Two uniformed RCMP stepped from beside their car, the woman in the front seeming vaguely familiar. “I’m Officer Anna Coleman. I think I figured out the trouble—I tried calling the owner of the trailer, but couldn’t get through. If you’d tell me your name…”

“Ashley Sims. Travis gave me a key, honest.”

Anna waved off her partner. “It’s okay, Nick. She’s good.”

He nodded and headed back to the cruiser.

“Can I ask what just happened?” Ashley fought down a shiver. “Although, first, I assume you’re one of the unending Coleman relatives in the area.”

The dark-haired woman nodded. “Yes, part of the Moonshine clan. It makes running speed traps on a weekend double the fun.”

“I bet.”

Anna looked her over carefully. “We got a call someone saw lights on here and in the barn. I knew Travis wasn’t expected back for a while, and Mike Coleman didn’t know anything. Wanted to make sure it wasn’t vandals or some local youth looking for a place to fool around. Sorry if I scared you.”

“That makes sense, no harm done.” Ashley didn’t get it, though. “Travis said he called his dad to let him know I would be here.”

“Well, the message didn’t get through. When I couldn’t reach Travis, I tried Karen Coleman. She guessed it might be you.”

“Hey, I’m glad you were looking out for Travis. Thank you.” Ashley wiped at a line of water dripping down her neck. “The guys will be here in a couple weeks.”