Unbridled Temptation (21 page)

“I hope so.”

Logan was sucking her nipples and driving her desire up further. Kendall pushed his cock deeper into her pussy and then put his finger to her clit and started rubbing. She was so close to letting go, she could hardly breathe in without falling over the edge of blissful oblivion.

And the problem was, she
wanted
him to spank her. Wanted to feel the sting of his hand as she let go.

Kendall rammed his cock all the way inside her pussy, filling her to the brink of her capacity. One more thrust like that and she’d go over. He rubbed her ultrasensitive clit, powered one more deep penetration into her body even harder and deeper than the last, and she came.

Jocelyn groaned loud and long as a week’s worth of pent-up lust released in an explosive climax, the likes of which she’d never felt before.

As promised, the moment her pussy clamped down on him, Kendall drove his cock all the way inside, held himself there, and promptly blistered both ass cheeks with several joyously stinging slaps, one after the other. She screamed as wave after wave of deeper and more intense pleasure seared through her limbs.

She heard herself babbling, “Oh…God…oh…God…oh…” repeatedly with each glorious sensation roaring from pussy to clit to toes to fingers to each cell in her body.

Kendall soon rubbed the sting away from her ass cheeks, but still held his cock deeply in her body. He obviously hadn’t come yet. But she had. Boy howdy, her orgasm had been over-the-top amazingly tremendous.

Tremors still electrified her body in unconscious waves as Logan moved from beneath her. Kendall pulled his cock from her slick pussy.

Her hands were released from the bindings.
What is going on?
But then she was pulled to her knees, and her hands were pushed over her head. A new set of bindings was attached to her wrists. These she wouldn’t be able to pull away from.

“Test the range,” Logan whispered. She pulled on her restraints, and although her wrists remained bound, the tether seemed to be made of some sort of elastic. She probably could have forced her hands all the way down to her sides if she wanted, but she understood. Jocelyn nodded and allowed her wrists to be drawn upward again.

Behind her, Kendall kissed a path along her shoulder to her earlobe. “Naughty girl, Jocelyn, coming before I gave permission, but somehow I think you liked your punishment.”

She didn’t remark, but what he’d said was an understatement.

“And now we’re about to learn if all that stretching by the butt plugs worked.” He stuck his fingers into her pussy, gathered the copious juice from there, and promptly pushed two fingers into her ass. She sucked in a surprised breath, but soon relaxed and let him test her new capacity.

“I’m ready,” she said and hoped it was true.

Having something shoved up her ass for the better part of the week had been very interesting, but now she was about to experience double penetration sex and learn if it had been worth it. Given how she felt right now, she couldn’t wait.

Kendall moaned, “You still feel very tight to me, but we’ll see how things go.”

Logan kissed her face gently as Kendall moved around behind her. He then kissed her lips, drawing her into a deeply compelling and very arousing embrace. He plucked at her nipples as their tongues entwined. She couldn’t believe it, but her libido wasn’t satisfied yet. The orgasm a week in the making had been stupendous, but she was already slick, trembling, and truly wanting so much more.

Kendall suddenly applied a large amount of lubrication between her ass cheeks and deeply into her anus. Logan distracted her with a kiss as Kendall put what had to be his substantial cock against her rosette. She tensed, but Kendall rubbed her hip gently. He pushed inward. His cock felt huge. And as she well knew, he
was
huge. But he pressed forward slowly. The lube allowed him to easily push past her ring of muscles, gliding inch by gloriously burning inch into her semi-virgin ass.

She heard him whisper under his breath, “Jesus, you’re so fucking tight, Jocelyn.”

“Don’t stop,” she broke the kiss with Logan to whisper.

Logan reengaged her lips, pushing up the intensity as Kendall worked his cock deeper and deeper into the dark pleasurable rear entrance of her body. Before she realized it, he was fully seated in her ass. Logan broke the kiss and trailed his mouth to her nipples. Then his finger found its way to her clit and started stroking.

Breathing slowly in and out, Kendall whispered, “How do you feel?”

“Your cock is really huge, but I like where you are,” she said quietly.

“Me, too.”

Logan dipped his finger into her pussy. She was gushing again. He moved closer until she felt his rigid cock press against her body.

“Are you ready for me, too?”

“I most certainly am.” He kissed her gently, then pushed his cock between her pussy lips. She shifted her hips to better accept his cock more deeply.

He thrust inside all the way into her pussy. It was all Jocelyn could do not to shriek with joy. She’d contemplated this very position many times over the past week. Reality was better than her imagination. She felt consumed by them both.

Sight still hidden by the sleep mask, Jocelyn trembled in joy and tried to soak up all the memories of this experience with the rest of her senses. The air around them smelled spicy like pure sex with a hint of each of their masculine scents underlying it. She felt every single inch of both of their cocks doubly filling her up.

Her ass cheeks still bore a faint tingling sensation from her earlier “punishment” as she pushed her butt into Kendall’s body. Logan kissed her again. Soft and sweet, his tongue licked into her mouth as if trying to coax her into she knew not what. He tasted like desire and all manner of sexy things.

And then they started moving within her.

The push-pull seesaw action of two cocks thrusting in and out of her oversensitive body was a rush she wasn’t sure she could stay conscious for.

Kendall reached between her legs and rubbed her clit as Logan powered his cock in and out of her pussy. Someone pinched a nipple, Logan maybe, and her desire raged forward again. She was on the very precipice of primal orgasm once more.

Breathing hard, Jocelyn tried to think of something else, but she was overwhelmed with sensation from every corner of her body.

Logan pushed especially deep and moaned. Was he close? Good. So was she.

Kendall whispered, “Come whenever you want to, Jocelyn.”

She only lasted a combined five strokes before screaming to the darkness her second epic orgasm. This time they each took turns filling her and then retreating. In and out. Out and in.

Being unable to see truly made all her other senses work overtime to fill in. Four masculine hands smoothing over her body, two cocks filling her, and her previous two orgasms served to add momentum to this round-two experience. She loved it. Loved being sandwiched between them. Wished it wouldn’t end, but knew it had to.

Kendall looped an arm across her chest, slammed his cock into her butt deeply, and stiffened against her back, groaning in pleasure. Two strokes later, Logan, with his hands gripping her hips, pushed all the way inside and growled.

Seconds later all three of them were panting like they’d just completed a marathon.

“Round two rocks,” she managed to whisper.

Logan buried his face at her throat and kissed his way to her ear. “That’s the truth.”

Kendall nibbled the back of her neck, but didn’t speak.

Jocelyn thought of something that made her giggle. “I’m going to have to give that set of butt plugs a really good rating when I fill out the survey questionnaire they sent me after my purchase.”

Logan woke in the early the next morning more relaxed and feeling better than he had in a week. Jocelyn being curled up next to him in bed was probably the reason why his mood was lifted. They’d managed two more rounds of amazing pleasure after the initial double penetration sex with her bound and blindfolded. Logan shuddered with renewed lust just thinking about it.

He turned to watch her serene face as she slept. She was so beautiful he wanted to keep her. Would she stay? Did she want a future with them? Could they persuade her? He wasn’t sure.

Jocelyn had a life well away from Montana. Not the least of which included a mission to find her sister. He should count himself lucky that she’d returned to finish what had been started a week ago. And he did count himself lucky, but found he wanted more.

He certainly understood her drive to not only succeed with her short-term goal, but also to run her obviously successful computer security business. However, his feelings of attachment, while alien in many ways, were very strong. He wanted this amazing woman in their lives. Logan hadn’t felt this way in so long his memory was rusty.

Could he erase his long-standing
no permanent woman
rule and make a life with Jocelyn? Staring at her beautiful face, Logan knew he wanted to give it a shot.

He stroked her arm with gentle fingertips, not wanting to wake her, but wanting to enjoy touching her while he still could. For all the time they’d spent together, and his newfound feelings of attachment, the three of them still hadn’t discussed any kind of future. And Logan realized that he truly wanted one with her. Whatever it took.

Carefully separating himself from her, Logan stared at her for quite a while, a goofy smile shaping his lips. Was he in love with her? Yes. He was.

He glanced at the clock, noting the early time, grabbed his pants—so carelessly discarded last night in favor of three rounds of perfect sexual bliss—and quietly exited the room. He headed downstairs to the kitchen for a cup of coffee.

He also needed to make a call to ensure either Zane or Cooper would cover for him this morning at the stable. The horses still needed to be taken care of during the weekly closed-down time at the Old West Town park. His guys could probably manage things, but he always felt better if an owner was nearby for any questions or concerns.

Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out his phone, and hit the
on
button as he rummaged in the cupboards of the kitchen for a coffee filter.

The phone started ringing in his hand. Slowly and well before comprehending that the ring wasn’t his, Logan pushed the green button and lifted the phone toward his ear. The scent of Jocelyn hit him in the heart.
Shit
. He’d answered her phone instead of his own.

Realizing too late that her phone looked quite a lot like his, he glanced at the display, saw her last name, Demarco, and in parentheses
father
, and realized who’d just called.
Shit
. An awkward way to meet the family, especially a woman’s father, but he couldn’t very well hang up.

Logan put the phone to his ear, trying desperately to think of what he could say about why he’d answered Jocelyn’s phone in the wee hours of the morning. Talk about getting caught red-handed. But he didn’t need to worry. Jocelyn’s father didn’t give him a chance to speak anyway.

“Don’t even talk, Jocelyn. You just listen to me, girly. And you listen good. I’ve had about all I’m going to take of your selfish attitude. How dare you keep your phone off when I expressly told you not to? How dare you treat me with such deliberate disrespect? If you had a husband who would control your actions and find a way to slap some respect into that smart mouth of yours, you’d never treat me this way. But you just do anything and everything you want to, don’t you?”

Logan’s eyes widened and his mouth fell open a little as he listened to Jocelyn’s father spout off, thinking he was spilling his rage to his daughter. Logan was appalled, but listened with a growing understanding of Jocelyn’s previous home life and current relationship with her father.

“I know you didn’t go to New York like I instructed. I can only assume you’ve gone back to Montana to waste your time. If you’d listened to me, you already would have found your sister where I told you to go look. Now get your sassy behind in gear and go to New York like I told you this instant! You never listen to me. But you’re going to this time. No man is ever going to want a woman like you unless you make some big changes to your mindset. You’re too damned independent. You should have found a husband at college. What a waste of money
that
turned out to be. Maybe then you’d know how to treat me with the reverence I deserve. And another thing…”

Logan pulled the phone away from his ear. His gaze went in the direction of where Jocelyn now slept. The angry tone now blasting one eardrum certainly made one part of her life clearer.

If this was the way she was treated by her father, it was no wonder she felt the way she did about having a man control her. But she’d let them tie her up anyway. She’d trusted them enough to allow them to dominate her for pleasure. Logan’s measure of her already ample worth went up ten notches.

The vitriol her father spouted continued on the phone Logan held. Unsure of what to do, Logan decided not to speak. He didn’t think that her father hearing a man’s voice on her phone at this early hour would make his tone any lighter or happier. Then again, he also didn’t want to hang up on him, since he thought he was yelling at his daughter. Likely he’d call back even angrier than he already was if the connection was broken.