Thursday, October 25, 2012

Thursday Thirteen - TEAM ROPING!

Thirteen Sexy Excerpts from TEAM ROPING, my hot new cowboy menage!
Dallas bent to grab a couple beers from the fridge when she felt eyes on her. She turned to find two rodeo riders sitting at the far end of the bar giving her the full-on eye exam. If she didn't know better, she’d think she forgot to put on her jeans before coming to work because they were definitely attracted to something down there. Of course, they could simply be waiting for her to look their way so they could get her attention. But if that were the case, they'd be waving their arms in the air or whistling right now, not eyeing her ass like it was the last rib on the buffet.

“We both want a woman who gives as good as she gets,” Ked answered for both of them. “A woman who isn't afraid to tell a man what she needs to get off, and isn't ashamed of it. We're guessing you're exactly that kind of woman. Are we right?”
Dallas hesitated, looking from one man to the other. The lust in their eyes was obvious and intense. Several more customers were calling for her attention now. She couldn't put them off much longer. This place was her livelihood.

“Are we right?” Ked asked again.

She should say no, tell them that they had her all wrong. If she did, they’d almost certainly head off looking for another score. But she couldn't do that. It wasn't in her nature.

“Truthfully?” she asked.

They both nodded.

“Then yes, I'm exactly the kind of woman you think I am. I'd rock your world—if I ever slept with you.”
She gave them a smile as she walked over. “Aren't you two getting bored sitting around here watching me work?”

Mack shook his head. “Not at all. Watching a pretty woman is never boring. Especially since I'm spending my time imagining what you're going to look like naked later.

Beside him, Ked snorted. “Keep imagining because you're never going to see her naked. Unless she lets me take a picture of her to give to you, that is.”

Dallas couldn't help but laugh at the sophomoric barbs being thrown back and forth between the two men. They seemed to think the only way either one of them would win her was if they beat the other one.
“Steer roping?” she teased. “Isn't that for guys who just can't work well together?”

Mack let out a short laugh. “You got it all wrong. Team roping is for men who don’t have the balls to rope up a cow by themselves."

“Got that right,” Ked agreed.

“I don't know,” Dallas mused. “I think the idea of two men working together to tie up a woman is pretty damn manly. Not to mention sexy as hell.”
They were both gorgeous as sin, both obviously interested in her, and both looking for a night of no-strings-attached fun. In other words, both were perfect for her. Unfortunately, there was no practical way to choose between them.
Ked nudged Mack aside and moved in front of her. “And I think you're as interested in getting your clothes off as we are. The only thing you have to decide is who's going to get to see you naked—me or Mack?”

Dallas laughed and pushed past both of them to walk over to the bar. Stepping up on the foot rail, she turned and levered herself up until she was seated on the highly polished wood. She wiggled back and forth on top of the bar, wondering briefly what it would be like to get fucked up here. But right now she had to focus on this next part—or she might not be getting fucked tonight at all.

She lounged back on the palms of her hands, kicking her booted feet and giving them her naughtiest smile.

“That part is easy. I’m not going to sleep with either of you.” She gave them a sultry look. “Unless I sleep with both of you.”
Mack and Ked looked at each other again. After a moment, Ked nodded. Mack nodded back.

“We agree—on one condition,” Ked said. “At the end of the night, you have to honestly tell us which one of us is better in the sack.”

“And no wimping out with one of those you-were-both-so-wonderful lines,” Mack added. “We want an honest answer.”

Dallas felt her whole body start to vibrate. Two hunky cowboys competing to prove themselves the best lover? How could a girl lose in a situation like this?

“Deal,” she said.
It was a strange sensation—being kissed so thoroughly, feeling Ked's strong hands controlling her body, while at the same time trying to preserve some amount of attention for what might be coming at her from behind

Fortunately, Mack didn't make her wait long. She felt his hands slide under the bottom of her open shirt, mentally tracking the movement as they moved up her side, then along her ribs, and finally up to cup her breasts. Dallas moaned against Ked's mouth as Mack began to squeeze her breasts firmly through the material of her bra. Thank God she’d worn one of her fancy lace numbers and not a plain cotton one.

Mack pressed up against her back, grinding himself slowly against her ass, making her moan again. He pushed aside her hair with gentle fingers and put his mouth to the curve of her neck.

As if not wanting to be outdone, Ked drew her lower lip into his mouth and sucked on it. Keeping one hand in her hair, he skimmed the other down her body to rest on her hip, casually tugging her against his hard-on.
Mack bent to put his mouth close to her ear. “Have you ever fantasized about what it’d be like to get your pussy licked right here on your own bar

Dallas trembled so hard it would have been impossible for the two men to miss it. She wasn't sure what made her react that way—the question itself, or the fact that she’d indeed had that fantasy a good many times.

Ked grinned. “I'll take that as a yes.”
Dallas sat there the bar, completely naked and horny as hell, while two frustratingly smug cowboys looked her over like a dessert tray at the buffet restaurant down the street.

She narrowed her eyes at them. “If you two make me wait one more minute, I'm going behind this bar for my shotgun.”

Ked chuckled. “Wouldn't dream of it.”

Taking her hand, he spun her around so she was sitting parallel with the length of the bar, then jumped up on it with her and positioned himself between her legs in a matter of seconds. She felt like a calf being taken down like a well-trained cowboy—which Ked obviously was.
She looked up at Ked from beneath her lashes. “You're pretty good at this tie-up thing."

He chuckled. “I'm a cowboy—it sorta comes with the job description.”
While Dallas couldn’t see what was going on behind her, her imagination filled in all the missing data the moment she heard a rustling sound behind her. Ked had just torn open a condom wrapper. Even now, he was rolling the rubber sheath down that thick cock of his and getting ready to line it up with her soaking wet pussy. In seconds, he was going to be fucking the hell out of her—at the same time Mack plundered her mouth.

A tremor ran through her. She was practically bouncing in anticipation.

Mack crouched back down in front of her. “Got a question for you, Dallas.”

Not exactly what she’d expected her dark-haired cowboy to do, but okay. “Go for it.”

“Have you ever been spanked?”
“So,” Mack drawled. “Who would you like in your ass?”

“Why do I have to choose? If you do me slow and easy, I might be able to handle it if you take turns.” She gave them her newly patented, sexy, raised-eyebrow look. “How does that sound?”

“That sounds real good,” Ked agreed. “But you just said we should handle this as a team, why don't we do it that way?”

She tried not to look too dense. “O-kay. What exactly do you mean?”

Mack leaned in and grazed her ear with his lips while Ked did the same to the other.

“Ked means,” Mack whispered in her ear, “that one of us will be in your ass.”

“And the other will be in your pussy,” Ked finished. “At the same time.”


Alice Audrey said...

Ooo a threesome with a couple of hunky cowboys. And spanking, too. Nice.

Paige Tyler said...

Alice Audrey - Thanks!