“I know that too, querida. And I’m also aware I have you to thank for getting him this far.”After clicking off the light, Edgard climbed in beside Trevor. He closed his eyes at the familiar feel of Trevor’s warm body and the unfamiliar feel of Chassie’s hand enclosed in his.“Good night, Edgard.”He choked out, “’Night,” over the lump in his throat and wondered if they’d notice the tear stains on his pillowcase come morning.A raging hard-on and Trevor’s lips brushing his nipples woke Edgard from a deep sleep. He cracked his eyes open, expecting it to be another damn dream.Nope. Trevor looked down at him and said huskily, “Want you. Want you bad.”Edgard’s gaze landed on Chassie curled up on Trevor’s other side. “Is she…?”“Sleepin’? Yep.”“Would she be okay with this?”“Let’s ask.” Trevor ran his hand down the outside line of her naked body. “Chass?Baby, you awake?”“Mmmff.”“Do you mind if Edgard and I screw around a little bit this mornin’?”She mumbled, “No. Just don’t bounce m
“Just for a minute.” Kade sat. Immediately Eliza clenched both hands in the newspaper and jerked it toward her as she squealed with glee. Kade distracted her by yanking off her hat and shoving the crumpled paper back at Chassie. “Watch out for Little Miss Grabby Hands.”“Gotcha.” Cups, silverware and napkins were relocated against the back wall.Kade seemed to notice the others at the table. “Shit—I mean shoot, Trevor, didn’t see you there. How you doin’?”“Good. I don’t hafta ask how you’re doin’, seein’ the smile on your face is a mile wide whenever you look at this sweet thing.”Eliza whapped Kade in the face with the tassel on her hat. He patiently lowered the furry pink cap. “True. I’ve never been better.” Kade’s gaze zeroed in on Edgard.“This is my old ropin’ partner, Edgard.”Kade gave Edgard a quick nod. “Nice to meetcha. I’m Kade McKay. Forgive me if I don’t shake your hand, I don’t have enough hands these days.”“Not a problem,” Edgard said, smiling at Eliza, who’d whipped
Domini blushed prettily. “Mr. McKay. You flatter me.”“How many times have I told you to stop callin’ me that?” He gestured to the trio in the booth. “Have you met my cousin and her husband? Domini, this is Chassie and Trevor Glanzer. They live on Chassie’s family’s homeplace out west of town. This is their friend Edgard…didn’t catch your last name.”“Mancuso.” Edgard reached for Domini’s hand. “Pleasure to meet you, Domini.Forgive me for being so blunt, but where are you from?”Domini blushed harder.“Never mind. Why don’t you wrap us up about half a dozen of the pierogis?” Edgard winked at Chassie. “Be all right if I cook tonight, sweetheart? I’m looking forward to an easy, fast supper because we’ve got some issues to deal with afterward.”“Then I’ll come up with something warm, sticky and sweet for dessert,” Chassie cooed.Trevor choked on his hash browns. The cheeky bastard was flirting with his wife.And she was flirting back? In front of her cousin?Domini blurted, “I’ll throw
A little breathy moan burst from her lungs.Chassie unhooked buckles, unzipped and peeled their jeans open, making sure the zipper teeth weren’t anywhere near the delicate skin. When she had a cock in each hand she stroked steadily, from base to head.“Get us wet with your mouth first.”Chassie buried her face in Trevor’s lap.“Oh. Yes, that’s it,” Trevor said.“Now me.”Chassie swiveled and sucked Edgard’s cock, letting her saliva coat the length.“Enough,” he said gruffly. “Both of us.”Again those strong fingers palmed his dick. Her thumb brushed the wetness on the crown with every pass and she used the pearly drops seeping from the tip for additional lubrication.The sounds of her hands moving, skin slapping on skin, echoed in the cab. Tendrils of hair stirred around Chassie’s head as the heater vent blew directly on her face. Her eyes were closed, cheeks rosy, lips parted and thighs clamped together tight as she worked them over.Edgard glanced over to see Trevor white knuckling
A finger speared her ass; another speared her pussy. When Trevor sucked her clitoris, Chassie came unglued.Every muscle in her body contracted and she sobbed through every pulsing, gyrating, wet, throbbing second of the most intensive orgasm of her life.Soft, sweet kisses on her belly roused her and she shivered, opening her eyes.Both men wore mighty pleased expressions, but the hunger in their eyes meant one thing: that was the appetizer.Lord. She’d never survive the main course.*****Trevor pursed his lips around Chassie’s right nipple and suckled softly, releasing the strawberry-colored tip with a loud pop. Jesus, she was sexy. Willing. Giving.Adventurous. Accepting of his and Edgard’s harsher edges. Her skin was flushed so prettily, the inside of her thighs were soaked from excitement. His hair actually hurt, she’d pulled it so hard during her climax. “Chass? You okay?”“Mmm. I think so.”He grinned. “We’re switchin’ places, darlin’.”“Why?”“’Cause we ain’t done. On your ha
“Trevor? Honey, what’s wrong?”Trevor looked at Chassie. “My father had a heart attack.”“Oh no. When?”“A fuckin’ week ago.”Chassie’s eyes widened. “And they’re just calling you now?”“Apparently. Jesus. I can’t believe it. He’s out of the hospital and recovering at home.”Edgard said, “How serious is it?”“Serious enough that the old man’s requested my presence right away.” A bitter laugh escaped. “Or what he considers right away.”“What does he want to see you about?”“No clue. I hafta go tomorrow. Don’t know how long I’ll be gone.” He looked from Chassie to Edgard. “I’m glad you’re here to help her. Be just our luck if calves started droppin’.”“But…don’t you want me to come with you?” Chassie asked.Trevor sat next to her and took her hand. “Without soundin’ like a dick, you don’t wanna meet my family under these circumstances. Hell, I really don’t want you to meet them under any circumstances.” He squeezed his eyes shut. “Chass, baby, they’re not nice people.”“How can that be?
“Same as last time.”“I’ll go get settled in. Is Pa up in his bedroom?” His parents hadn’t shared a bed for years—a fact they were both mighty proud of—a fact he couldn’t fathom since he shared his bed with both Chassie and Edgard in recent days.“He can’t climb stairs yet so he’s set up in the den,” Lianna said. “And he’s sleepin’ right now. I ain’t about to let you just bull your way in there and wake him up. The man had a heart attack. He needs his rest.”Just then a cowbell clanked from the vicinity of the den.Everyone froze.“Can’t anyone hear this goddamn bell?” the old man yelled and proceeded to ring the cowbell as if the den had morphed into his own personal bell tower.“Jesus. I hate that cowbell and it’s your fault for givin’ it to him, Lianna,” his mother snapped and stalked toward the mad ringing.Trevor didn’t jab Lianna for her lie. Instead, he started up the stairs.In the bedroom at the end of the hall, he tossed his bag on the floor next to the old wooden rocking ho
Tater demanded their new home be decorated country cabin style, with exotic and domestic animal heads from his various hunting expeditions mounted on the walls and the space littered with his collection of mostly tacky Western art.Starla ignored Tater’s demands and decorated the house in the style of an English country manor, with chintz-covered chairs, plaid and floral couches, lace doilies, ruffles and bows.The result was pretty hideous, an interior decorator’s worst nightmare—Laura Ashley meets Conan the Barbarian. The horse scenes painted on velvet clashed with the velvet draperies. The rusted barbed wire folk art sculptures did not complement the classic Greek marble figurines. The grizzly bear skin rug clashed with the Oriental carpets. Trevor and Chassie were on the same page for how they wanted their home to look. Hard to be picky when money was an issue. After they’d first gotten married, she’d jokingly suggested they decorate in the theme of cowboy versus Indian to keep wi