Unbridled and Unbranded (8 page)

Callie looked over at him and said, “What if I suck your cock as he fucks me?”

Bo thrust his cock deep into her pussy and stopped. “Oh God, you almost made me come.”

Rafe smiled. “I’d love that.” He rolled the chair from behind the center of her desk over closer to where she stood. Her hands shifted from the edge of the desk down to his thighs. Her shirt came up a bit.

Rafe unzipped his pants and his huge cock sprang up. She bent over and took him in her mouth. “I know this will sound crazy,” Rafe said in a low voice. “But I don’t want to come this way.”

Callie pulled off of him. “You really want to fuck me on my desk, too, don’t you?”

“Yes. Thanks for reading my mind.”

“Okay. I’ll suck on you for awhile, but I’ll stop whenever you need me to.”

“That might not take too long,” he said quietly. He hissed under his breath as if burned the moment her lips brushed the barest contact with his the head of his cock. She sucked his wide dick deeply into her mouth.

Bo stroked his cock forward and back slowly so she could suck Rafe’s cock. He inserted another finger into her rear hole. His fingers stretched her ass as he fucked her pussy.

Rafe moaned a couple times and even put his hands on her head, but she didn’t last long sucking him.

He pulled her off, pushed her until she was almost standing upright again, and buried his tongue against her clit.

With Bo fucking her pussy harder and harder as he kept his fingers buried in her ass, she zoomed right to the edge of climax in no time.

She glanced over at the door. The idea that even locked, someone might hear them through the door made Callie even more aroused.

Rafe stopped licking and instead sucked her clit between his lips. She came in a shattering moment. Heart pounding hard in her chest, breath coming in quiet gasps, Callie released like she’d foregone sex for the past decade. Her back arched and Bo fucked her harder. She moaned, trying to keep her voice from shrieking to the ceiling.

“I can feel you, Callie. Your hot, wet pussy is squeezing my cock. Damn, you feel great.” He thrust once more, stiffened against her back, and groaned like he was a very happy man.

Rafe stood and kissed her lips. The musky scent of her passion coated his mouth and made her tingle all over.

Callie panted trying to catch her breath. Sex with two men was amazing. She’d never thought of it before today, but damn, she knew it wouldn’t be the last time.

Bo put his free hand on her lower back. He pushed up her shirt and planted a kiss on her spine. Then the kisses trailed lower.

Suddenly, he stopped. “What the fuck?” His tone was full of wonderment, not anger.

Callie had forgotten. Her back. That surprise she’d had for Bo so many years ago. She reached back a hand and covered it up. “Oh yeah, I almost forgot about that.”

“What is it?” Rafe smiled and stood up from the chair.

Bo grabbed her hand gently away, but didn’t say anything.

Rafe moved to where Bo was. “It’s a tattoo.” He paused. “Does that say Bo?”

Bo found his voice. “You’ve had it since that night, haven’t you?”

Callie wasn’t sure what the right answer was. “Yes. Twelve years now. At the time I figured you’d always have my back even if we weren’t together.”

Bo bent over and kissed the spot. “I’m touched. I can’t believe it.”

Rafe said, “That’s a pretty hard-core romantic gesture, Callie.”

“Are you upset?”

“Not at all.” Rafe brushed a hand down her arm. “Why would I be?”

“I can add a name although my memory of the tattoo process was that it was more painful than root canal surgery without medication.”

Rafe shook his head. “Don’t do it on my account. Please. Me and needles have a long-standing hatred of each other. I’ll get a Magic Marker and occasionally sketch my name back there if I need a thrill.”

She laughed.

Bo brushed his fingers over the spot on her lower back. “I feel like I should go slay a dragon for you, Callie.”

“You already loaned me your cow inseminator. Let’s call it even.”

Callie looked over her shoulder in time to see Bo roll his eyes. She remembered he also hated the whole insemination process for cows. It was his least favorite thing to be involved with on the ranch, and that task only headed a very long list of other ranch chores he loathed.

Bo removed his fingers and his cock and headed to the en suite bathroom door.

Callie relaxed in Rafe’s arms. He put his hands on her ass and rubbed. “I remember this fantastic ass. I can’t believe I didn’t see the tattoo last time we were together.”

He massaged up her spine, his hands beneath her shirt. “Well, after you made me scream on the balcony we took turns being on top before I slipped out like a coward.”

“You weren’t a coward. I remember only gratitude.”

“If you’d seen the tattoo of Bo’s name back then would you have been upset?”

“No. I probably would have attempted to bring the three of us together back then.”

“But for right now...”

Callie backed up to the desk. Her bare ass registered the papers on the desk. “Are you going to take me right here on my desk, Rafe?” She smiled. “If so, you need to pull my boots off first.”

He bent down and helped her remove each one slowly. She rubbed her legs together until her jeans and panties were a puddle at her feet. She kicked them away and widened her legs. Rafe pulled a condom from his pocket, tore it open, and rolled it on quickly.

Callie, half balanced on the desk, wrapped her legs around Rafe’s butt as he put his cock at the entrance to her pussy.

Bo returned from the bathroom in time to see Rafe thrust inside her for the first time. He quickly came around and seated himself in the chair that Rafe had vacated. Bo rolled the chair up to the center of the desk just as Rafe pushed her down on to the flat surface in front of him. Her back was now against the calendar blotter.

As Rafe fucked her senseless on top of her desk, Bo made love to her mouth with his lips and tongue.

Rafe slowed his thrusts. “Wait a minute. I never got to see your breasts. Bring them out. I want to suck on the tips.”

Bo unbuttoned her shirt and popped her bra one-handed like he used to do. Front or back closure didn’t matter. He had a natural skill.

Callie kept her shirt on but Bo pushed the fabric up to her throat. Rafe bent and took one pert nipple in his mouth and then resumed fucking her. Bo also took a nipple in his mouth. Callie glanced down. Rafe kept a steady rhythm, but finally lifted his head.

Bo also stopped sucking on her breasts.

Rafe gripped her hips and fairly sent her off the far edge of her desk with each thrust. He also stared down at her bouncing breasts, still wet from where they’d been sucking on her.

Rafe put his finger and thumb on her clit and pinched her a couple of times. Her climax came so fast she didn’t have time to temper her reaction. She screamed. Bo covered her mouth soon after with a kiss.

Rafe stiffened and a guttural sound came from his throat. He then flattened against her, pressing her shoulder blades into her desk blotter.

She glanced over at the clock on her desk. It wasn’t even ten in the morning. However she’d already had three orgasms, had two men fuck her, and had one visiting enemy.

Yesterday had been filled with a series of shocks. Today had been even better. For the first time in a long time, she looked forward to what tomorrow might bring.

* * * *

Bo eagerly waited for Callie to come to his house for dinner tonight. Earlier when they’d been at her ranch, he’d told her he wanted to see her alone and invited her to a special dinner.

The twin headlights entering the area right outside his house signaled to Bo that his very special dinner guest had arrived.

Callie stepped from her car wearing a jeans skirt and shirt. She was even more beautiful now twelve years later. He met her on the porch as she climbed the well-worn stairs needing a paint job.

The moment they met she threw her arms around his neck. He pushed his face into the space between her neck and shoulder, inhaling the unique scent of her.

“What’s for dinner?”

“That’s a surprise. You’ll have to close your eyes before entering my domain.”

“Why isn’t Rafe with us again?”

“I asked him to give us a couple hours alone to reminisce. He’ll join us later on.”

“I see. All right. Reminisce away, then. What are we going to do first?”

“Close your eyes.”

Her eyes closed. He led her into his house and further into his den where he’d laid out a picnic on the floor.

Twelve years ago, they’d planned to meet in an old barn on her property. She told him that she’d planned a picnic with all his favorites. Fried chicken, potato pancakes, a large cluster of grapes, and frosted brownies for dessert.

Twelve years later, Bo planned a picnic with all
her
favorites. Grilled, marinated, boneless chicken on skewers, twice baked potatoes with bacon and cheese, strawberries dipped in chocolate, and angel food cake.

He’d lit a few candles and placed them around the room.

“I smell food.”

“Open your eyes.”

He watched her eyes pop open and take in all the preparations he’d made. She sucked in a surprised breath. “It’s all
my
favorites.”

“Of course, I know you made me all mine twelve years ago.”

“I did.” She kissed his mouth. “Thanks, Bo. This is great.”

“I like to reminisce the right way.”

They sat cross-legged on the floor and feasted on her favorites. Bo told her all the things he’d done and where he’d gone after leaving town. She told him about her father getting sick and lingering. The horrendous bills for his care and only coming close to getting solvent in the past year and how it had dominated her life.

“I’m lucky to even be this close. I know there are lots of folks that lost everything. I just need to get through this season with a good batch of cows, giving me more cattle to make the ranch a lucrative investment for anyone on the earth besides Drew Kincaid.”

Bo watched her talk and wished she’d been able to fulfill her dream before now. She’d worked so hard for it and yet he now marked less than a year before she’d be gone. “I have a couple of buyers lined up out of state, but certain conditions have to be met. I’m close, but without your help, I’d be in trouble. Thanks, Bo.”

“The truth is, Rafe makes all the decisions on the ranch now. Thank him later. For now I want to relive our past.”

“Relive it?”

“I want to do whatever you had planned twelve years ago.”

“Well, you already saw the tattoo.”

“I wouldn’t mind seeing it again.”

“And you would have discovered it when you had anal sex with me as we’d discussed.”

Bo remembered. He’d been so amazed that she would consider it back then. “I didn’t think we’d really do it, Callie. That’s the truth.”

“I was ready to try. I knew you’d see the tattoo then and I couldn’t wait.”