“Holy shit.”
Both guys looked grim.
“He’s having me watched.”
9
AVA
* * *
My father may want something from me, might even be having me watched, but he wasn’t in much of a rush. Over the next week, I lived life as usual. I never saw anyone watching me with binoculars, no one approached. I ran the store just like I did every day, now with the familiar appearance of Colton or Tucker to check on me. It usually involved some kind of hanky-panky, except for one day when there was a steady stream of customers and Colton hadn’t been able to get near me. He’d made up for it that night, dragging me into his room and tying my hands to his headboard with the lasso rope from my initial visit. I had no idea I could come so many times, but Colton had been voracious and I hadn’t been able to do a thing. I had been completely at his mercy. At least until he called Tucker into the room and left me with him.
Then I’d been at Tucker’s whim. He’d asked me Who’s lassoed now?
And I’d loved every minute of it.
And the life as usual part? If it now involved wearing dresses with no panties beneath with my cowboy boots, then it was usual. And if it also involved a jeweled butt plug that one of them inserted before I went to work—since I was so high-maintenance, they’d ensured the color of the gem matched my outfit—then life was definitely usual.
And if this was my life, then I loved it. I loved them. I just hadn’t said it yet. Neither had they, but it showed in everything they did for me. Their protectiveness. Their fierce possessiveness. Their very naughty desires.
I hadn’t seen someone watching me—not before we figured out my dad had paid eyes in Raines—because I’d been too focused on Colton and Tucker. While they weren’t happy with someone sharing what we were doing with my dad, they didn’t care either. Our relationship wasn’t a secret. Mr. and Mrs. Duke were thrilled we were together. The town didn’t seem to be bothered by our threesome. Kaitlyn had her two men and she was the librarian.
Even so, Colton and Tucker refused to have me stay at my place alone. I’d be in one of their beds or I’d be spanked. That was what Colton threatened, and I’d gone along. Not because I knew what one of his spankings felt like, because I totally did, but it was no hardship for me to give in to this for them. What woman wouldn’t want to be in her men’s arms every night?
My father still called. I still ignored him and Colton and Tucker agreed. If that’s all he was doing—and the guy he had checking on me kept himself scarce—we let him do all the work.
Until we were on the couch one night after dinner. The TV was on, tuned to a football game, but I had no idea who was playing. I was laying across both their laps, sucking Colton’s cock. My dress was up around my waist as Tucker finger fucked me and played with the plug in my ass.
My cell rang from the kitchen and I lifted my head from Colton’s cock.
“Baby, if your mouth’s getting tired, then climb up here and take me for a ride,” Colton said, his hand stroking over my hair, then slid so his thumb could swipe across my lower lip. But my cum’s getting in you in the next two minutes.”
“Sorry,” I replied, licking my lips and the tip of his thumb. “I heard the phone and thought of my dad.”
Tucker spanked my upturned butt.
“Ow!” I cried, glancing over my shoulder at him.
“My fingers are in your soaked pussy and Colton’s cock’s been down your throat and you’re thinking of your father?”
He spanked me again.
“I’m sorry!” I cried, but I wiggled because this time, the spanking was making me hot.
“Here’s the deal, tiger,” Tucker said, his voice deep and full of intent as he slipped his fingers from me. “We’re going to fuck you.” Carefully, he pulled the plug from my bottom, circled his thumb over the relaxed, slick opening. “Here.”
I gasped, then got even wetter at the idea. They’d talked about it, how they would claim me everywhere, take that last virginity, someday take me together, one of them in my pussy, the other in my ass, but it had all been talk. Really hot, dirty talk.
They’d prepared me to take one of their huge dicks there, but I’d never asked when. It wasn’t like what we’d been doing hadn’t been hot and kinky enough. Just the idea of it made me eager. But now… god, would they even fit?
“Yes,” Colton said. “We’ve got to get you out of your pretty head. If that means fucking your gorgeous ass, then that’s just what we’ll do.”
Colton tugged me up, kissed me. When he pulled back, I met his dark eyes. “Then we’re taking you to Denver. Get this shit with your dad all figured out. Once and for all.”
“Get him out of your head, out of your life… if that’s what you want,” Tucker added.
I glanced at both of them, nodded, then kissed Colton right back. I didn’t think it was possible to like… love them even more than I already did. “You don’t have to go with me. I can deal with him on my own.”